I’d like to take a moment of silence for the death of my plans.
It happens far more often than I’d like, but I keep harping flexibility is key to homeschooling! So here I am being flexible. “Look at me, woo hoo. Mrs. Flexible”, said with grinding teeth.
This is the second time in my life that I have had to transfer my son’s homeschool transcripts to a public school. Fool me once …
Thankfully, we are extremely happy with the local high school in our neighborhood and hopeful Jacob will take every opportunity he can to expand his art and video multimedia love to the fullest! I’m speaking to him more so than to you at this point.
But in all honestly – Jacob is attending public school and with fingers crossed and lots of prayers – he will finish his junior and senior year at the same establishment. Because in the real world people actually do that. I attended all four years at the same school. Why this is difficult for my son is past amusing.
When he was entering 5th grade I was overwhelmed with Hubs’ frequent flying to China and South America (he was gone 150 days that year). I had a preschooler ready for Kindergarten and I still wasn’t completely healed emotionally from my miscarriage. I was trying to juggle blogging and public speaking.
Overwhelmed, tired, and run down spiritually, I couldn’t even pick curriculum for the new school year. I had finished 5 years on my own “under the county” – that’s a pride badge y’all. I had no intention of dropping my son off anywhere for “help”. I could do it just fine on my own. Yet a friend lovingly told me about a local “private homeschool” 1 day/ week opportunity that would give me some … time. Quiet. Rest. and Time.
Since then my son has attended 4 other establishments each school year – this now being his 5th. (3 homeschool 2 public school). You’d think he had being the NEW KID down pat – yet we’re praying for some lunch table invites.
This has also been a huge blessing in disguise as it was getting very cramped at the homeschool table this summer with 2 know-it-all bickering boys being home. My middle schooler had gotten used to being the only homeschool student and he did not like giving up our special time together. I can’t blame him – we had an awesome year!
Now, the teenager just needs to get a job!