I won't go into the whole story
but Michael was homeschooled, put in public school in the middle of first grade, and brought back home in the middle of third. In the midst of it all, we found out he has an anxiety disorder and is crazy smart. He's also very musical, and we take advantage of PA homeschool law by sending him to the public school for orchestra (our district has one of the best strings programs in the nation) and it's worked out really well for us.
Today I went to school for his concert/assembly because I can't be there tonight. I was shooting the breeze after with one of the music teachers who was gone last year, and missed us pulling Michael out. My husband and I were both music majors, and we really do think the music staff is the salt of the earth.
We were joking around about Michael and she asked if he was still advanced with reading (not her exact words) and I said, yes, it was one of the things we loved about homeschooling.
Annoyance
So this Random Dude in a Suit standing next to her says "What's he doing for math?" And I was all "Huh? Hello, Random Dude in a Suit. We use Oxford-Sadlier's Progress in Mathematics." And he was all, "But where is he?" And I said, "He's right where he should be. " And I admit, I babbled a bit about math not being my strong suit, and we're all content to just stay the course.
And the random dude in a suit, who is apparently something with the music department and the gifted department was trying to sell me some load of crap about how I shouldn't hold him back in math, and kids who are gifted in music are also gifted in math, and how if he was in public school, he could challenge himself and work ahead.
Which is complete bull-pucky. Michael was in school. The gifted program was completely unrelated to anything, they weren't allowed to work ahead more than two levels, and it sucked the joy of learning out of him.
Funny Number One
So Michael hears all this and says, "Um.. excuse me. You're in charge of the gifted program? My friend Lucas told me Mrs. C. handed out a paper that listed all the things that would go wrong if Obama was elected. Isn't that illegal?" To which Random Dude in a Suit said "Sputter, sputter, I'd have to see the paper."
Funny Number Two
Then in the car, Michael says, "Hark who's talking (yes, he actually said "hark",
)-- that guy's a public school administrator."
Which was rude, but funny.
Self-Doubt
But now I'm all stressed out, because that's what I do. What if Random Dude in a Suit is right and I'm not challenging him enough? I mean, I don't think Michael wants to be challenged in math, and we're reading high school books and he's advanced in pretty much everything but math and handwriting, for all that it matters, but I'm stressed.
I also always get worried when I'm "on the radar" in any way.
I know I shouldn't have engaged. I should have just said, "We're doing great, thanks."
but Michael was homeschooled, put in public school in the middle of first grade, and brought back home in the middle of third. In the midst of it all, we found out he has an anxiety disorder and is crazy smart. He's also very musical, and we take advantage of PA homeschool law by sending him to the public school for orchestra (our district has one of the best strings programs in the nation) and it's worked out really well for us.Today I went to school for his concert/assembly because I can't be there tonight. I was shooting the breeze after with one of the music teachers who was gone last year, and missed us pulling Michael out. My husband and I were both music majors, and we really do think the music staff is the salt of the earth.
We were joking around about Michael and she asked if he was still advanced with reading (not her exact words) and I said, yes, it was one of the things we loved about homeschooling.
Annoyance
So this Random Dude in a Suit standing next to her says "What's he doing for math?" And I was all "Huh? Hello, Random Dude in a Suit. We use Oxford-Sadlier's Progress in Mathematics." And he was all, "But where is he?" And I said, "He's right where he should be. " And I admit, I babbled a bit about math not being my strong suit, and we're all content to just stay the course.
And the random dude in a suit, who is apparently something with the music department and the gifted department was trying to sell me some load of crap about how I shouldn't hold him back in math, and kids who are gifted in music are also gifted in math, and how if he was in public school, he could challenge himself and work ahead.
Which is complete bull-pucky. Michael was in school. The gifted program was completely unrelated to anything, they weren't allowed to work ahead more than two levels, and it sucked the joy of learning out of him.
Funny Number One
So Michael hears all this and says, "Um.. excuse me. You're in charge of the gifted program? My friend Lucas told me Mrs. C. handed out a paper that listed all the things that would go wrong if Obama was elected. Isn't that illegal?" To which Random Dude in a Suit said "Sputter, sputter, I'd have to see the paper."
Funny Number Two
Then in the car, Michael says, "Hark who's talking (yes, he actually said "hark",
)-- that guy's a public school administrator."Which was rude, but funny.
Self-Doubt
But now I'm all stressed out, because that's what I do. What if Random Dude in a Suit is right and I'm not challenging him enough? I mean, I don't think Michael wants to be challenged in math, and we're reading high school books and he's advanced in pretty much everything but math and handwriting, for all that it matters, but I'm stressed.
I also always get worried when I'm "on the radar" in any way.

I know I shouldn't have engaged. I should have just said, "We're doing great, thanks."











... But it instantly brought to mind the geometry proofs I used to love so much, and part of the fun was in finding the different routes you can take - all legitimate, but some shorter and some longer... He'll have a lot more fun with math some day.