The greatest liberation for me about being home-school was not spending very much time on what I envisioned as "school". After spending a year in a class room, with a teacher I didn't like, with no friends, and only three recesses (which i didn't really care for anyway). Taking me out of school was like giving me wings. I felt like I was going from a alphabet poster prison to eternal freedom. I know we did school, because I remember mom threatening to send me back to school if I didn't do it, and I have vague memories of workbooks, but what I mostly remember is the freedom I had to learn and explore.
I spent hours in my room doing crafts, inventing knew games, and, well, making an all around mess. I would make cookies for math doubling the recipe so I had to deal with fractions. I spent time with my mom as she read to me my favorite books. I would go down to the basement get on mom's sewing machine and make silly little things to my hearts content.
I amused my self by orchestrating productions for me and my siblings to be in. I spend hours building creations with legos. I would use scraps of fabric drapeing them in every which way to become super heroes.
Every time I had a passion Mom would find something to expand upon it. Whether it be books, or classes, or supplies.
Yes home school was my Liberation
2 comments:
Nat, so good to hear about how liberated you felt. LOL...I use the same threat with my kids when they aren't doing school like they need to. Works everytime. ;)
Moms do so much! I'd hope your parents feel your thankfulness in the things you are writing here! I think it's great that you write your thoughts down!!!
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