Anyone who knows me knows that I am not the poster child for homeschooling.
Wait, I think we’re supposed to say “home education” or something, I’m not 100% clear on the terminology, yet.
Anyway, I have been fighting against even the slightest notion of educating from home for the last two years. When our daughters moved in and it became clear that they needed a high level of parental involvement, a good number of the professionals we were working with would look at my husband and me and say, “you know, they would benefit therapeutically if you were to homeschool them.” At this point in the conversation, I would begin to list all the reasons that this was a terrible idea, the first being that “We just got them. It would be a shame to lose them in a battle over school work.” I would then cite the need for income when living in Los Angeles, the fact that I’m just finishing my Masters and what a waste of money to stay home, that I am impatient, and on and on.
And then a funny thing happened.
My youngest daughter started attaching, about 1.5 years after moving in.
What that meant is that, for the first time, she started having Separation Anxiety. Not the First-Day-of-Kindergarten-Tears, which I hear it terribly heartbreaking for parents, but the “I don’t even know that my subconscious is freaking out about being away from my mom, but it sure feels better when I color all over my desk, body, clothes and classmates with this marker before I turn my desk over” kind of way. After many, many “pink slip” (our public school’s method of informing parents of disciplinary issues) and a two-day suspension, it became clear that my little 2nd grade butterfly was trying to tell me that she was DONE with going to school.
At the same time, my Facebook feed began to be flooded with posts and articles from friends about Homeschooling. Ah, the dreaded H-word. There it was again.
So my husband and I began to talk. We would forward articles back and forth and talk about private schools, online schools, co-op schools, etc. I sent out a few inquiries to friends and acquaintances that I knew were homeschooling. They pointed me in the direction of some associations, some groups, and some curriculum.
I started thinking about how I might use a holistic approach (this is before I knew about Unit Studies) and use topics to address the different academic arenas. I pondered what P.E. would look like for us. I read the book “Love in a Time of Homeschooling” and was grateful to learn someone else’s mistakes and successes. I had a conversation with an Internship Supervisor who said, “oh, did you know we homeschooled our daughter for one year to give her a ‘re-set’?”
Then, we were asked to come to the school to meet with the Principal and a team of other staff. The gist of the meeting is that they wanted to send Butterfly home for “Independent Study” for the rest of the school year. We politely declined, presented some alternatives and walked away knowing that if they were going to “manage” her out, that we would be homeschooling, not letting the school make state/federal money from a student that they didn’t want to deal with any longer.
On that day, we knew that we were going to be homeschooling Butterfly for the 2013-2014 school year and we started planning for our private school.
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