Homeschooling Helpline #1

Ah yes, that oh-so-controversial topic – homeschooling. 

I’ve found that homeschooling posts come from either critics who haven’t experienced the life of homeschooling or parents who are teaching their kids but I have yet to read a post from homeschoolers themselves. So, I thought, why not be that person?

I’m going to split this into a few different posts – questions are welcome – for a much easier read (I hope)!


I wasn’t always homeschooled; I went to primary school and I loved it. Nor was I pressured into homeschooling. That was a decision I made myself rather than being sent to the local girl’s school (which was also under my own consideration). I remember reading about it briefly in a children’s book and, whilst my mum was looking at highschools everywhere, I asked her if I could be homeschooled. So, we decided to look into it and ask around.

Fast forward, I was joining an online homeschooling organization – we’ll call it Organization #1. They were great…at least for KS3. But then came the time for GCSE’s. I had already taken my English Language exam a year early. It was my favourite subject, still is actually, and found myself relaxed and enjoying it.

[Fact 1 – I am not a maths person.]

The thing about this organization is that you pretty much did it self-taught. Some people work better like that, I have a friend who used them for that and preferred it. You sent them the money, they sent you the resources and you could book Skype dates with your assigned ‘tutors’ if you were finding things difficult. And so began year 1 of GCSE’s with Organization #1. I’d already done my English language so all I had left, that was compulsory, was maths and English Lit.. I had changed my tutor midway, and had (have) an overwhelming ability to procrastinate and send my homework in late. They kept on top of that, sending my mum emails to let her know if I was too late. It wasn’t as if the schedule was extremely strict. I was able to ask for extended deadlines etc. I just wasn’t motivated by maths. I was using the CIE exam board which was much harder than anticipated and suffered greatly from self-deprecation.

[Note – Teachers are a pivotal part of how a student studies but we’ll get to that another time.]

Anyways, I was finding it tough. So almost a year later, we decided that I should get proper tutors, outside of an organization. I did have a proper tutor for my English Language, she was great, but that’s not so relevant right now.

I’m going to continue this in another blog post otherwise this will be waaay too long. You’re welcome to ask questions which I will post and answer at the bottom of the next post, unless they will already be answered in the post itself.

Thank you for reading!



Book Review: The Butterfly Lion

Author – Michael Morpurgo

Blurb –

“All my life I’ll think of you, I promise I will. I won’t ever forget you.”

Bertie rescues an orphaned white lion cub from the African veld. They are inseparable until Bertie is sent to boarding school far away in England and the lion is sold to a circus. Bertie swears that one day they will see one another again, but it is the butterfly lion which ensures that their friendship will never be forgotten.

Review –

A book that has you hooked from start to finish. A heartfelt story of the relationship between man and animal, and the strength of love that is able to span over many many years.

If you’re a bit emotional, especially when it comes to animals, crying will definitely occur! I read this book years ago when I was young and have continued to remember and reread it since. In my opinion, signs of a great book include both those things plus the fact that you are transported to the world of Bertie and the white lion.

I personally feel that the whole story leads back to Bertie’s relationship with the lion. However, some readers may feel that the story also revolves around Bertie’s relationship with Millie.

I highly recommend this book for all those whose interests lie in these sorts of things.



Resfeber. A swedish word with a beautiful meaning. It’s the restless race of the traveller’s heart before the journey begins. A new word for me, but the meaning is something I’ve experienced – I love to experience.

I’ve been blessed with so many travel opportunities Alhamdulillah (Praise be to Allah); China, Malaysia, Singapore, Turkey, Morocco, Portugal, Spain amongst many other places. Each one has a separate story they but all began with Resfeber. 

There’s so many things out there to see, so many things undiscovered, so many things never to be discovered. I want to be out there, experiencing and appreciating the blessings of the world. I have been out there Alhamdulillah, which is more than lots of people. It’s that desire to peregrenate; to travel or wander around from place to place. To see things that aren’t on a screen or words from someone’s mouth. To be able to be the one speaking those words. Reliving the story you once lived as you describe the good, the bad, but ultimately the best experiences you’ve had. All that contained euphoria spilling out as you recall everything that happened.

I wonder how many of us at the same time have that feeling. That excitement. That anticipation. That resfeber.

My Favourite Foods

It makes sense that my first blog post was going to be about food…considering I’m fasting!

My favourite item of food is olives. I know there’s so many people who can’t stand them but me? I love them! Between, green and black plain olives I prefer the black ones. I’ve recently  found the green ones to be a bit too…I can’t think of the word, strong? Vinegary? Just a bit too.
Now, black olives are the perfect balance between a strong flavour and a light flavour. They have a nice duringtaste and leave a nice aftertaste!

However, when it comes to olives that have spices, I prefer green olives. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever actually tasted spicy black olives but either way, as a whole, spicy green olives are my favourite!

My favourite dish, obviously containing olives, is called Dajjaaja Wa Zaytoon. It’s a Moroccan dish consisting of Dajjaaja (chicken), Zaytoon (olives) and the recipe we use has a wonderful addition of chips! It all comes together in a steaming soupy tagine, the aromas filling the atmosphere. (I’m sorry if you’re reading this whilst fasting too.)

Onto dessert.

Over the years, as my tastebuds have developed, my favourite dessert has been ever changing. I struggle to pick favourites all the time so instead of struggling to come up with one, I’ve written a list:

1.) Cheesecake – My mum’s cheesecake to be precise. A digestive biscuit base, cream cheese filling and topped with summer fruits. A balance of sweet and sour combined with the crunchy biscuit base makes for a tastebud sensation! There’s really nothing like good homemade cooking!

2.) Ice Cream – Mint chocolate chip! Not homemade but definitely worth it! I’m not a huge chocolate fan, I find too much makes me feel queasy so when it’s little chunks (or chips) every now  and then, it’s a nice treat.

3.) Rasmalai! – A typical Asian dessert, the milk being my favourite part. I’ve never met anyone who hasn’t liked it. A great addition to weddings and parties.

So, that’s my first post. I hope you enjoyed it, I know I go on a bit..particularly when I’m hungry!

Thank you for reading!