Homeschool Their Children
Sometimes it happens when people don’t believe the same things you do. Sometimes it happens when the schools aren’t good enough. Sometimes it happens when kids are mean. Sometimes it happens when there’s too much gluten in the cafeteria.
This entry was posted on Wednesday, June 16th, 2010 at 9:02 am and is filed under Uncategorized.
My friend just told me about this new site and I feel like I could rant bigtime about the homeschooling movement because of my sister’s kid situation. They act like they are not extreme, but I can’t even begin to tell you how strange their kid turned out. She never had peers to tell her she was selfish, egocentric or too precious for her own good. And she is so off-putting that she literally has NO friends. KIDS NEED EITHER SIBLINGS OR PEERS to challenge their thinking, their boorish ways and their bad habits. Think of it. 8 hours a day of naturalistic therapy to knock ‘em into shape for the world.
I coordinate the regional spelling bee in my city and most years a homeschooler wins. From the beginning of the bee there’s been a rule that at least thirty homeschoolers have to get together and hold a preliminary bee in order to send someone to our regional bee. this is because middle schools with over a thousand kids can send only one winner to the regionals. Every year we have homeschool parents call us to complain that this is unfair–that we should make the number 20 or 15 or 10 because it’s too hard for them to get that many homeschoolers together. Hmmmmm. This drives me nuts.
We rode on the ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island around Christmas and a family with mom and dad and eight home-schooled kids was playing music together. It would have been sweet, except that they were all wearing sailor suits, and the oldest boy was about seventeen years old. They had wide, fake smiles and a hard, scrubbed look to their faces and hair. Stepford Family?
I recently visited the home of a friends brother who is homeschooling their only daughter. Their home was a small mansion on a large estate. As I walked into the entry way I was struck immediately by the fact that the decor of the ENTIRE home was an interactive classroom. From stars and planets hanging from the chandeliers to the room dedicated to science experiments to the game room with enough games to stock a small game store..I was speechless…..when I met the little 8 year old I was struck with her ability to converse with a table full of adults…but saddened to hear that she had no friends to have come visit her…….hmmmm I thought I wonder what she would choose if give the choice….
I was alarmed when my brother in law started talking about home schooling the kids. Then, he got all freaky and kept them in the laundry room, reciting math facts. After a few weeks, the children were back at school.