As a dad* who has chosen not to send his kids to school, my children’s future is always on my mind. Will they be successful? Will they be happy? Will they be ashamed? Will they want to homeschool their kids? Will they regret being homeschooled? I know that homeschooling was the right choice for my family, and I believe that homeschooling is the best choice for most any family, but I still have plenty of room for doubt, and that is a good thing.
If my children turn out illiterate, ignorant, or worse, I cannot blame bad teachers. I cannot blame stingy tax-payers who refuse to fund better schools. I cannot blame politicians who care only for standardized test scores. I cannot blame bullies, I cannot blame behavioral specialists, I cannot blame the lunch lady. I cannot be irate that my child was not in the gifted program, or complain that they should have been in the remedial program. I cannot be outraged that they cut band or art. I cannot say that someone else has robbed my child of their education, their childhood, or their future. If something goes wrong I cannot blame anyone. Anyone, that is, except myself.
Because of this, I have a drive and motivation that I would not have if I was counting on someone else to educate my child. I am always re-evaluating my approaches, reading articles, asking questions on forums, asking the kids for feedback, and trying any means possible to improve the educational experience my children receive. I have a much more vested interest in my children than any teacher ever could. Being directly involved in the lives of my children is one of the many reasons I choose to homeschool.
*I’m writing this from my perspective, but we mustn’t forget my lovely wife. Just know that any time I say “I” I really mean “we.”
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