Everybody has something they are afraid of. Kurt is afraid of debt. Chantel is
afraid of feet (which is NOT my fault). I am afraid of spiders, guest posting, and
people breaking into my apartment and peeing in my trash can.
My mother was afraid of homeschooling.
I was in third grade when we moved into a terrible school system. After exhausting every available option, mom realized that homeschooling was the only thing that made sense for our family.
And so she started teaching all four of us at home.
And then a few years later, when she had another baby? He joined in as well.
That's right. 5 kids, all home, all the time.
And It.Was.
Awesome.
Back in the 90's, homeschooling was not exactly popular. Especially not with my grandmother.
Everybody worried constantly about, well, the same things that they worry about today:
"How will your children socialize?"
"How are you qualified to teach?"
"What about standardized testing?"
"Will they ever get into college?"
"Will they ever shower??" <---that one was mostly aimed at me.
"Will they end up living in a cave, afraid of human contact, only going out at night to drink the blood of stray bats?"

(....let's not talk about this one)
This was back before the internet. Before
The Pioneer Woman. Before educational tools and curriculum were available at the click of your mouse.
Sometimes it was a struggle to get us to focus. Sometimes she would cry in frustration, and give up for the day. Or the week. Or even the month.
And yet, we turned out just fine.
More than fine. I'd say we turned out
awesome.
When we weren't learning, we were helping each other learn. And when we weren't fighting, we were becoming best friends.
We are still best friends.
I'd say I turned out pretty normal (stop laughing).
Most people would never guess that I didn't spend my pre-adolescence dressing like a felony and picking on my classmates (or maybe hiding in the bathroom, praying the mean girls didn't find me).
I think it helps that I started showering regularly.
Most of us went to college. Most of us are married. All of us have good jobs. None of us have kids yet, but since we are all younger than 26, I'd say that's pretty normal.
Despite my Grandmother's dire predictions, all of us are happy.

(see?)
I guess the moral of this story is, not all homeschooled kids are weird.
Or maybe, if it's right for your family, go for it.
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This post was inspired by one of my favorite bloggers, Loralee, who recently decided to homeschool her son.
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