I had no idea what I was embarking
upon. I could not have dreamed of anything more comfortable and meaningful.
It
would be years before I developed into a an unschooling radical.
For those early moments and days it was just nice to find a community.
We were living a random life. She never had a bed time. I wanted her to learn all there was to know.
We were living a random life. She never had a bed time. I wanted her to learn all there was to know.
I limited
her tv and movie watching time in favor of her playing or doing crafty things.
I was always watching something as well as online.
Finally I realized if the new
families we were meeting were living without school we could try it.
I thought
homeschooling meant school at home. Text books, work books and tests. Boy was I
wrong. It is just not how our relationship worked best. My daughter fought the
idea of me making her learn.
I knew she knew many if not most of the things she
needed to. I was only trying to conform her to what I had experienced in school
without question. She would have none of it.
I decided to change my day to day
tactic and do some research. Life went on.
I continued to hang out with families raising children without school.
The thought of unschooling sounded like living in a car or living in a tree not caring what children might get out of the process.
The thought of unschooling sounded like living in a car or living in a tree not caring what children might get out of the process.
Oh it was so long ago. I could not
quite articulate even as I was appreciating that life is learning.
Now I can tell parents: A normal
healthy child, heck any child with some level of capability, will be constantly
taking in from the world we give them access to.
I was barely awake and she was reading every word. So excited was she to participate. At first I was annoyed to be awakened and bored to try and half listen before coffee.
As my daughter got older I knew she
could read but I could not get her to which pained me. I worried.
One morning she woke me up reading the fine print on the back of a cereal box. There was some some prize or game she was interested in.
One morning she woke me up reading the fine print on the back of a cereal box. There was some some prize or game she was interested in.
I was barely awake and she was reading every word. So excited was she to participate. At first I was annoyed to be awakened and bored to try and half listen before coffee.
Isn’t that the goal of education? To
empower our youth to be able to interface fully with the world they will face
as adults.
I unschooled all 3 of mine over the years. My eldest got a full scholarship to her top choice college. 'nuff said!
ReplyDeleteWow that is great! Congrats. I wish more people who are so miserable navigating with schools could get a hold of the options they have.
DeleteParents are their children's first teachers and always the best ones. We are responsible for opening their eyes to the world around them and to develop a life-long love for learning. My biggest regret in raising mine is that I had to work and could not homeschool them.
ReplyDeleteGreat post!
Blessings!
Homeschooling has it's ups and downs. Many families go in and out of school and being at home. Having kids is the first blessing. I went to school as a child and loved it.
DeleteI never wanted anything different for my own children until life happened and turned out it's own way. It sounds like you were engaged and involved. This matters the most no matter what programs are utilized.