Having a child now, makes me realize how much I don't want to be without Rudy. I don't want to send him to school. I want him to learn all he wants to know and I want to play daily with him with the things that most interests him.
School was not a bad place for me - I actually had a pretty good time. There were subjects I hated (M-A-T-H!) and it was mostly a social aspect for me. I got pretty good grades (other than M-A-T-H!) and enjoyed it.
I remember the morning hustle and bustle, the hurry up, get ready, get moving. The mornings we all left the house crabby because someone couldn't get moving fast enough, find a certain sock, shirt, or whatever the case be. Maybe we didn't get enough sleep the night before and just needed a little bit more.....who knows what the situation was.
So on the first day back to school, I think of the kids with butterflies (some good/some bad), the excitement for some - the dread for others, and I am lucky to have learned about unschooling and the many possibilities it has brought our family already and the endlessness it will bring in our future.
Just my thoughts this A.M.
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