You all realize that this is a JOURNEY, right? None of us has it all figured out. I’m on year 10 of homeschooling and so help me–every year is a learning experience for ME. Every year since I’ve started this blog, you will see a list of “resources” that went largely unused. The best laid plans, right? So how am I tackling this year? Here ya go…
This isn’t even JUST about homeschooling per se. It’s about looking at what defines you and being honest about how that profile is serving the larger goals for your life. My family is examining this 42 ways to Sunday right now…
What’s the difference? A lot. People are usually using the terms “unschooling”, “child-led learning”, “child-centered learning” and “homeschooling” in ways that may not be accurate. Let’s dig into the various terms used to describe educational activities outside of a brick and mortar school…
Generally, I get my act together by obligating myself somewhere. Because then I have accountability. Why can’t I feel accountable when it’s just me and my little family….?!?!
The Old Schoolhouse was seeking some articles about homeschooling and special needs. I was fortunate enough to be chosen to write about a subject near and dear to my heart: how homeschooling children in the autism spectrum can provide wonderful and intensive opportunities for socialization.
This is counter to what many educators will tell parents. Often, we are told that these children MUST be in school for socialization purposes. I was told this. I was told this at least 3 years into intensive therapeutic interventions for my son in the autism spectrum and having a Master’s degree in teaching that included additional graduate level credits in special education and specifically in teaching children with autism.
But I was told that I didn’t know what was best for my son–and that I would be crippling him for life by keeping him home. In fact, he’s come farther than they anticipated was possible and note that his recent evaluator (who can spot a spectrum child in 2 minutes) was unable to peg his spectrum diagnosis until she was more involved in his testing–where it was unquestionable. She sees kids like mine daily and is involved in many research studies. It comes with new challenges but even she conceded that some of his surprising areas of functionality were undoubtedly the result of the “intensive” or frequency of training he gets at home.
Certainly your family situation, your child’s severity of impairment and your access to services are HUGE factors in this decision. But for those who have figured out the rest and the final sticking point is socialization… or if socialization has prevented you from even trying to figure out the rest–I invite you to visit my article on this issue at The Old Schoolhouse and let me know what you think.
Does this raise new thoughts for you? Concerns? Challenges? Awakenings? Opportunities?
Much love to you,
On a local forum, a mom asked us to share the reasons we homeschool and she was particularly interested in hearing from parents of kids old enough to be in the public schools. My post was apparently too long for Facebook… Continue reading Someone asked why we homeschool
So, BigGuy’s testing qualified him for Algebra I in the district. He took the Iowa Algebra test (I think it’s the IAAT, but I think there’s another one called the IART–not sure which). It had four sections and BigGuy got 3 problems wrong on the entire test. BAM! “Do you even DO math, bruh?” (We are all about the “do you even” remark here lately)
That being said, we’re still uncertain that he can take Algebra with the district… Continue reading Alge-BRUH
It’s scary, y’all. Very, very scary. I think people who have been involved in the schools don’t really give much thought to the countless types of information you hand over to them… being on their radar; but I am keenly aware of it. Suddenly, I realized just how NOT on the radar we were until now. It’s just kind of weird.
But for us, that’s really only a small part of it… We have much bigger issues here… Continue reading Dipping our toes in the public schools
The picture says it all folks. Summer camp. A joy so genuine that it is worth the fortune of money paid, the hours in the cars, the dislocated workplaces of the parents, and the jumbling of task management at home to accommodate All Of The Joy.
What kind of summer camps provide the faces you see above, you ask?
Because he finished his first semester of Pre-Algebra this morning “before lunch”–as he proudly announced. He then promptly laid out his progression of math and science from here. Wow…
To meet my kid, you would never. EVER. imagine this kind of motivation out of him…