I have been a bit “worried” about our homeschooling approach for some time now (although I would never admit that to anyone!). Whenever I even tried to sit my daughter down for school work it didn’t happen without much whining and crying on her part. This was tough for both her and myself, as I felt she needed to sit and learn something… and she felt… well, differently.
Our approach to schooling has never been to structured. There would be times when we just slacked, and then there were times when we picked up the pace again. And maybe that’s what led to the frustration. Maybe, in an effort to catch up with “stuff” I pushed it a bit too hard. Gotta sit down, gotta do math, gotta work all morning…
I was secretly jealous of unschoolers who trust their children to do whatever they think they need to. I heard unschooling success stories pop up all over the place. During our camping trip (J., where are you?) I read “Dumbing us down” by John Taylor Gatto and the “Unschooling Handbook” by Mary Griffith (whom I had the honor of meeting and chatting with over dinner with a group of people)… and I made a decision. We’re going to unschool for a while. Leave behind the schedule (well, except for the VH schedule, that we’ll go back to in September of course), leave behind the whining and complaining, and enter a different world, which will hopefully turn out just the way I read in the Unschooling Handbook. I have told my daughter about this, and she was thrilled. No school whatsoever? How cool is that? Right?
Well, in the meantime she has found a CD-ROM set on Ancient Egypt at the library, which she wanted badly. She has worked on it several hours. She also borrowed a chapter book, read 30 pages in one sitting, and also borrowed a new Zoombini game. She practiced math with Reader Rabbit, cooked lunch and learned fractions by measuring quarter cups and half cups, went shopping and calculated the price she’d pay and the money she’d receive as change. She learned that sometimes it’s worth saving money for something better than a cube of ice with purple and pink syrup on it. She went to Irish Dance and made an important decision about her Girl Scout career. She watched How it’s made with an open mouth and great interest. And of course she was entirely unaware of the learning she did, until I sat her down to write in a journal. When she realized just how much she learned during this last week a big grin appeared on her face. She is quite proud of her achievements now, and I’m certain she’ll be an excellent ‘un-student’.
Oh… she is turning into quite a sleeper too. My child who usually doesn’t get up later than 7:30am has slept in until 9:00 or later ever since we returned home. One day she walked into my office close to 10:00am and couldn’t believe her eyes, when she saw what time it was.
Life is good!!








