I wrote this one afternoon while Kei was sitting outside reading in the sunshine.† It was such a wonderful moment.† I realized how incredibly blessed we are to be able to homeschool.† We have so many of those moments. Now don’t get me wrong; we have moments that I could just about pull her cute little hair out, but those moments are few and far between.† We have more magical moments, moments that the world seems to pause and smile.† Moments that I would not take anything for.† Moments to cherish….
April 27th, 2009
I could send her to school,
And from 8:00-3:00 have no clueÖ
How many times she laughed,
How many times she learned,
How many times she questioned,
How many times she understood,
How many times she wanted more information,
How many times she bounced in her chair from excitement,
How many times she was proud of something she did.
I could send her to school and she could get her exercise and sunshine,
In 20 minute doses, ifÖshe had on the right shoes, and no one misbehaved and everyone was quiet.
I could send her to school
And let her eat the processed high fat, low nutrition fare they feed millions of children a day,
if she had enough time to eat and didnít talk too loud and if no one grabbed her food.
I could homeschool her.
This I wrote when we had returned from Sugar Creek.† Some of you are familiar with one of our favorite places in the world.† I wish I could just scoop up all my online friends and whisk you all away for a day at Sugar Creek.
Saturday, May 24th, 2008
Warm spring breezes, Sun beating down.
We travel in a caravan, down winding roads through the countryside.
We pass a school; poor children, trapped inside with their rules and bathroom passes, and cookie cutter education.
It is a beautiful day.
Moms sitting on blankets. No one asks each other, ìDid your child get invited to that party Fridayî? “Has your child asked for those $150 jeans yet?”† There is laughter and caring and love. A group of women who want the best possible education for their children.
Kids everywhere, splashing in the water, riding boats down the current, finding geodes and creepy crawlies and fish and crawdads.
Squeals of delight coming from all directions. One loses a shoe, one a boat, someone sees a snake. When they are tired they come to throw their cold bodies over mommy, when they are hungry they eat.
After lunch costumes are donned and all a sudden, princesses and knights and magicians and ninjas are everywhere. There is even a chicken and a horse! Imaginations abound and worlds are created. Is there anything more wonderful than children in costumes under a grove of trees?
We reluctantly load tired kids and gear into the car.
Did we turn left here or right?
I donít remember seeing that silo? Did you see those goats before?
Finally arriving home.
What a magical day.
This is why I homeschool my child.
I love everything about homeschooling.† I have said this so many times….It is the best thing I have ever done.
“We don’t need no education.† We don’t need no thought control.† Hey teacher leave the kids alone.” ~ Pink Floyd