Home schooling my son was no easy feat! We had to suffer through the uninformed comments of those who were completely ignorant of how it all works.We had to tough out assignments that were often more challenging than the ones assigned to his grade in the public school system. We had to work around our own schedules, and I had to be the principal, the teacher, the volunteer parent, the coach, the lunch lady and the cheer leader.
When the time came to put my son back into the public school system, I wondered…would everything I taught him pay off? Would he shine academically as I hoped for? Would he know how to research things on his own? Would he enjoy learning?
We called a teacher conference to speak with his 6th grade teachers to hear the verdict on his behavior, his level of understanding, and his accomplishments, if any, for the first quarter .
Nervously, my pen clicked away beneath the table distracting even me as I spoke. After all, the reason I home schooled him in the beginning was due to his issue with classroom settings. I knew they would speak about his outburst, and his impulse actions. I knew they would mention his overly friendly personality and his excessive talking. They would have to speak about his silliness and his inability to stand still. They would probably ask me if I knew of a great doctor that could help him with his adhd, and they’d surely suggest that I work harder to help Tyler understand that he ought to be a team player and that he was no longer a single student in a home.
My clicking pen slowed down as the math teacher began…
” Your son is very friendly and incredibly respectful”
the language Art’s teacher added…”He’s definitely one of the top five in our class!”
The social Studies announced, “And he’s very wise about choosing the smart and kind students. He stays clear of the trouble makers.He look for friends with goals like his.”
“Your son is brilliant and he comes up with difficult questions that even challenge me” His Language arts teacher remarked.
“You can tell that he’s a hands on learner. He’s going to do awesome in the cow’s eye dissection!” His Science teacher exclaimed.
“Your son has come a long way from his first week of school. He’s adapting just fine”
“And Mrs. Jones….Your son made the Honor Roll.”
My heart exploded into dancing pieces! Had I heard them correctly!??!
Yes, Indeed I had. My son sat there with a beaming glow that I had never witnessed before. Proud parent moments like this remind me…
It’s okay to get up early to make sure he has a hot breakfast. It’s okay to hug him and kiss his cheek before he rushes out the door. It’s okay to stay up late to make sure he finished each and every assignment. it’s okay to critique his work and challenge him to write better, dig deeper, and search harder! It’s okay to make him read above his grade level. It’s okay to say “look it up”. It’s okay to say…this is not your best work and I’ll wait with you as you re-do this assignment. It’s okay to tuck a big old boy in the bed after prayer time, and it’s okay to tell him that his day will be better tomorrow.
It may seem tough, but it’s love! My job as a parent is not to leave him to figure it all out alone, instead, my job is to be that life coach that’s there most of the journey. I’m not his boss, I’m proudly serving my son to give him stability, confidence, dreams, and the means to reach them. Now he sees what he can accomplish. So proud of the boy I used to worry about day in and day out. Skinny jeans and spike bracelets didn’t stop his learning (although he did have to give that up) PROUD MOMMAS UNITE! and PUSH OUR KIDS TO BE THE BEST THEY CAN BE…not better than others, but the better version of themselves. http://www.shenettejones.com