Why I am homeschooling
Short version:My children have been learning at home from birth and I figured "It's working well so why change that. Learning happens all the time why do they need to be shipped off on a yellow bus and confined to a drab brick building for 7 hours a day?"
Longer version:
My reasons for homeschooling started with my own school experiences. I had a rotten 2nd grade teacher. Her classroom was very loud, chaotic, out of control and no learning happened in her class. I was doing as well as one can in school up until 2nd grade. It was in that chaotic atmosphere that I started writing my name backwards and struggling in school. I was sensitive to noise and distractions anyway and so came home with headaches and drained from all the confusion.
I moved on to 3rd grade, had a very kind and understanding 3rd grade teacher, was diagnosed with "mild dyslexia" (what's with the "mild dyslexia" diagnosis
either you have dyslexia or don't) and was placed with a tutor. I felt stupid and dumb, though my parents affirmed me and told me that I was smart and had many gifts. (In my mind only dumb children needed tutors. The smart ones never got tutors.) Though school was now hard for me, I did well with the tutor and was passed on to 4th grade.I had a wonderful 4th grade teacher, too. But school was now even harder. I remember going home in tears and my mom sitting down with me and re-teaching me everything that was taught during the day. I remember being very frustrated and begging to be taught at home. I remember saying to mom, "Why don't you just teach me at home. You have to do that in the evenings anyway. Why do I have to go to school?"
Mom talked to the teachers and they decided to put me back in 3rd grade. They thought it wouldn't be, too hard on me because many of my classmates who shared the same rotten 2nd grade teacher didn't pass 3rd grade. They where wrong. Being placed back in 2nd grade during my 3rd grade year confirmed in my mind that I was stupid and dumb. I couldn't even do the 3rd grade work.
To make a long story short, those early experiences shaped me. I hated school and felt dumb all through school. I felt that because I couldn't learn what they taught me I was stupid. Because I couldn't do well on tests throughout school I was dumb.
Fast forward down the road to when I gave birth to my first. Whenever I looked at him, I couldn't picture sending him off to school. I wanted him to love learning and to realize that learning is a part of life and doesn't happen just when one is in a building sitting at a desk.
I wanted him to know that he was smart and realize that regurgitating information is not a sign of one's intellect. I wanted him to keep his innocence, natural curiosity and love for books and science. Because of this, I started researching homeschooling.
Dh was more reserved about the idea of homeschooling but decided to go along with it on a trial basis. My oldest is 9 and our plans are to homeschool him and his brothers through "highschool." I love being a homeschool mom and my children love the freedom of homeschooling.









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) or because I was legitimately somewhere else when it was being taught. For a while I did not have PE. I never learned to tell time in school. I somehow missed instruction in cursive and was doing catch-up work at home once they discovered it. And, I was bored in school. In high school, when things got more challenging, I didn't rise to the challenge. I was so used to coasting I continued to do just that. I could've worked for A's, but why do that when I could not work and get mostly B's? Needless to say, I am not impressed with my education, either. I was definitely "not working up to my potential".
:, and having ALWAYS wanted to homeschool anyways. I have decided to homeschool my oldest daughter. I have been UNschooling her little sister and she is doing great.
: Dara needs more structure than Zoe, but we're figuring it out. So far, so good. I know that I can give her a MUCH BETTER education than the Indianapolis Public School system.
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