I had not realized that I had not posted on my blog in almost a year. I had been so busy, I hadn't even noticed at all. I suppose initially, I felt that since we weren't homeschooling anymore, and this was a blog about homeschooling, that maybe I wouldn't. Yet, really and truly, it is a blog I began long ago for my children. If it serves anyone else, lovely, but really, it is a record for them. So in hindsight, it is a blog of their education, and I wish I had thought to post things they were doing in school - maybe I will add some of that at some point.
The year has been whirlwind. It began with public school for a fourth grader and a kindergartner. That was after long, heated discussions with the district office regarding a 5 year old illegally entering kindergarten, shopping around for a school that would allow it, (a retiring principal thankfully registered him for kindergarten late in June) and then driving my children way out of zone, to that school each morning, beginning in September.
In late Autumn, I began teaching at a charter school. I moved my kindergartner from public school to a Montessori school, and then brought him back home just a few weeks ago, after being terminated from the charter school. My ds only words that day, my last day teaching, when they picked me up, were "Great mommy! Now we can homeschool again."
All of those things are entire stories in and of themselves - angry public school administration, botched evaluations, bullies in the kindy, and a hectic lifestyle that left me questioning so much at the end of the day, especially when I had to teach lessons each day that took HOURS of planning, to students who were apathetic, angry and had NO desire to engage, while my own children were suffering. It was hard to see the point of it all some days.
While it was never my thought to do so really, and while I was always extremely skeptical of schooling, and the public system that has gotten itself into such a quagmire, and really it was an economic push that forced my children into the schoolroom, I realize now, more than ever, how ridiculously little learning actually takes place in most classrooms, how children's educations are repeatedly interfered with by unruly peers, and other extraneous matters, how they are taught to the test ad nauseum, and how I am just so unable to wait for the next reform, which may or may not be any good anyway.
I refuse to sit back and "wait" for reform to come about. For now, I am my children's reform. They will be long grown by the time any other sort of reform comes about. Their chance at an education will be over. I must seize this moment, the privilege and opportunity that has again been bestowed upon me. A year ago, I questioned why this privilege was being taken from me. I now know. I had become radical in my thinking, and have definitely gained some balance through these experiences. I have also come to see the privilege that it is to homeschool my children. I am grateful to have this opportunity once again. It is a blessing indeed, more than I had ever before realized (and I thought I realized then).