I never realized what a storm of strong opinions swirls around this topic of homeschooling. After I unveiled this blog yesterday, I spent much of my time replying to emails, mostly addressing a few fervent objections to the idea of homeschooling. I did also receive enthusiastic encouragement from some quarters. It seems I have tapped into a subject that is very rich, very charged. This excites me.
The naysayers and skeptics have their arguments down. Here are the top three.
1. Homeschooled kids are weird.
Too much time with mom and dad makes kids a little, well, different, right? That's the worry. "Socialization" is the buzzword. Where do the homeschooled kids get it if they have no teachers, no lunchroom monitors, no Lord of the Flies reenactments on the playground?
I have to admit this was one of my chief concerns at the outset. Then Michael and I met Emma, a 15-year-old girl who has become my poster child for the homeschooling movement. Emma is self-possessed, pretty, and forthright in her opinions. When Michael asked her if it's hard for homeschooled kids to make friends she said no, then added, "Well, maybe if they're socially awkward!" Emma spent most of our visit running to and from her computer so she could instant-message with her friends.
2. Parents who homeschool their kids are weird.
They're either born again, or they live somewhere off the grid in Montana, making their own shoes out of tree bark. They're definitely vegetarians from Woodstock. (Ahem! That describes me and Michael perfectly. Does that mean I can't argue with this one?)
But really, a little research has found that homeschooling in America is growing by about 7 to 10% a year. The born-again vegetarians might have started it, but the new wave of homeschoolers is a pretty mainstream bunch. Either that or the population of American weirdos is growing exponentially.
3. I could never offer my kids the kind of stimulation that school provides.
Another concern that I shared. Until I began to recall what passed for stimulation in my public school when I was growing up in suburban New Jersey in the 1970s and 80s. We began with macaroni art and graduated to dull classroom lectures. My friends and I passed notes and doodled in the margins to keep awake. My brain slumbered on until college, when it woke with a jolt.
Emma probably gets more stimulation in one day than I had in one year as a high school sophomore. Here are just a few of her activities. Creative writing sessions with a local author. Irish dance classes. A weekly apprenticeship working with animals at a local farm. Voice lessons. Higher math with a family friend. A private-school enrichment program offering photography, yoga, and horseback riding. Lucky Emma. She has the space, the freedom, the time to find herself and follow her passions. Something most of us don't get to do until college, if at all.
These are certainly not the only objections I've encountered to homeschooling. I hope to touch on more in future posts. Meanwhile, tell me yours if you've got 'em.
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EXPLORING THE WORLD OF HOMESCHOOLING
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
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