Why is it that, during a week that is stressfully busy, and when I haven’t been getting enough sleep… I spend an hour and a half adding pictures and music to my blog?
One nice thing about not getting enough sleep is the knowing, as my head hits the pillow, that I’m going to have interesting dreams.
Last night was an awful one. The entire eastern KY homeschooling group was meeting daily at my home for a group school. I was sitting at a round table with them just waiting for the school day to end. I was so bored and frustrated at not being able to get anything done. I remember thinking that I couldn’t wait for August when I could start my children in “real” school and get away from all this nonsense.
So it was a dream and all exaggerated and out of proportion. But I think it honestly portrayed some of my deepest feelings about homeschooling. Escape!
No matter how much I love the idea and believe that it’s my duty to make sure my children are educated, I just don’t want the responsibility. I’ve been happy to see each of my boys start their first day of school, and I look forward to Malin’s in the fall. (No tears here! -At least, not until my baby starts in 2 years…) I love the added freedom for myself during school hours, and I love seeing/hearing about the fuller life that they’re experiencing. And I’ve loved the more involved time I’ve had with my daughters these last two years. I look foward to the “only child” experience next year when Avery is the only one at home during the day.
A good teacher has to teach. And demand. Have expectations. Hold students up to high standards. And they should probably kind of like what they’re teaching. Live by something more forceful than “We’ll wait and see what happens…” There are some things I should have realized before I bought two years of homeschool curriculum.