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    Theresa Lode or, simply “T”, had her world turned upside down and inside out when her son was diagnosed with ADHD and a few other goodies. Her choice- follow the doctor's orders....or trust her heart and delve into the world of Free Range Education. She chose the latter...

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What if college just isn’t for everyone?

My public school teacher friend in NY sent this link to me.  I’ve been having interesting emails chats with him and have learned a lot from his perspective from over 25 years in the system.

I’m learning from him is that teachers today have an enormously difficult job–more difficult that I could ever fully appreciate.  The requirements and constraints placed upon them in the name of No Child Left Behind are mind boggling.  (I joked on Facebook that I think the Federal Government needs to mandate magic wands for the teachers along with their “every child ready for college” goals.)

But I digress.  This article, entitled “What if a college education just isn’t for everyone?” is from USA Today talks about the apprentice model for education and also quotes one of my favorite thinkers in the education field, Dr. Marty Nemko.

Genius is as common as dirt

I received a letter from the school district over the upcoming ACT Explore Test.  It is “a curriculum-based assessment program normed for the eight grade.”  It will be given to fifth and sixth graders in March.   Okaaaaaay, it’s normed for the eighth grade but given to fifth and sixth graders. (?)

I kept reading:  If your child has already taken this test and you’d them them retested, parents  may do so through the Belin-Blank Exceptional Student Talent Search program.  (That’s “BESTS” for short.)

BESTS is a gifted education and talent development agency that identifies gifted, talented and artistic learners, the letter said.  And the measure?  If the student scored at the 95th percentile on his/her most recent achievement test.

What a narrow myopic way to measure students.  I find this very disturbing because it imparts a subtle message to the rest of us (that would be 95%) that we’re not gifted.  Yeah…I’m an adult and see it for what’s its worth.  But try to explain that to 12-year-old struggling with their self worth. Especially because it’s an uphill battle to earn “C’s”.

Yeah, yeah…. I know they’re trying to find a way to tailor educational plans to help those with academic prowess.

What about the rest of us though?

The educational system has got to be reworked….from the ground up.  And I suggest they start with a conviction that John Taylor Gatto developed over his years of working as a public educator.

After a long life, and thirty years in the public school trenches, I’ve concluded that genius is as common as dirt. We suppress our genius only because we haven’t yet figured out how to manage a population of educated men and women. The solution, I think, is simple and glorious. Let them manage themselves.

I’ve thrown my kids to the devil

Thrown them into the pit…cast their souls to perdition.  Or at least that’s what this article suggested.

I read it in a homeschool magazine; the author’s opinion was quite clear: If you put your kids in public school, you are rejecting “Godly” teaching and indoctrinating your child in the world.  (And hence you’re in disobedience to God.)  You’re on a slippery slope!  And next thing you know, the kids won’t want to go to church and then they’ll turn away from God, get body piercings, tats and run with people named, “Spike” who has the a vanity plate on his pimp mobile that says, “PlaaaBoy.”

Oh Puh-leez.  I am SO over the Public School is the Boogey Man.  I am SO over every Christian parent MUST educate their children at home.  I am SO over it all.

The approach this man took in the article is not unfamiliar to me:  State fearful statistics…quote a few highly disturbing articles of evil liberals trying to get homosexual agendas into the classroom and in short….remove any options for education beyond a Bob Jones, honest-to-God, King-Jimmy- approved-homeschool-education.  (Gee, too bad about those stress related health issues, mama.)

Don’t forget to throw in the Scriptures that support Worldy vs. Biblical views.  (As interpreted by the American Religious Association Code of Behavior.)

Finally….the script offers the promise to the faithful:   Do all these things and your kids will follow God and your home will be free from stress and the evils of the world.  And they all lived happily ever after.

Uh huh.  (Can you say, “Embittered, disappointed believer?”)

Now, I’m not writing about this to start a spitting match on what education model is better than another. Every kid is different…every family….every school.

For the record, I personally do not agree with the model the public schools follow.  And I hope that I am always clear in my distinction between “The System” versus the hard working, devoted teachers that teach there.  (And yes, I know there are some bad teachers out there, okay?)

Nor do I think homeschooling is a good option for some families.  In a perfect world, right?

This is about that wonderful, freeing, God given gift called CHOICE.

When my daughter first approached me about attending public school, it challenged me.  She called me on something that I’d always given lip service to.  That, each year we would decide to home school or not for the upcoming year.

This article highlights some of my objections to government schooling but now I look past the rhetoric and see a butt-load of fear, hyperbole and control behind it.  And we set up a stranglehold of immovable boundaries.  It sounds something like this:

We must keep our children home at all costs.  Remove any choices from them.  And in the still of the night when you’re staring wide eyed at the ceiling….hope to God it all works out okay.  And gee.  Too bad about that migraine; but we all know that Saxon Math is tHE WAY to go, right?

Oh, bleck, bleck, BLECK!  Did you notice “trusting peacefully in God” never enters into this picture?

Releasing our children to make some choices….even if I don’t agree with the choice….is, what I believe is a healthy step toward teaching them about the grace of God.  (Now don’t go an email me that it’s stupid to allow a six-year-old to play in traffic.  That IS stupid and it’s not what I’m talking about.)

The grace of God does not order me to a live a certain lifestyle.  Nor does it order me to convince you to live the same way I feel I must live.  It is an invitation to a relationship whereby changes occur that are more organic than an overpriced apple at Whole Foods.

The grace of God says perfect love casts out all fear.  The grace of God says, Jump in and find me in every circumstances….yea verily….find me in the heart of a devoted teacher, who, btw….is also frustrated with the system.

The grace of God says, Let’s sit down and talk about your decisions.  Let’s talk about the bad ones….the good ones….and then let me help you walk through the consequences.

It’s a scary and empowering journey to embark on.  Instead of learning to follow the do’s and don’ts …I’m learning to follow His voice and trusting my kids to do the same.

A child who is unafraid of making choices will become a powerful adult.

And for right now, it means embarking on a journey with my kids I would never have imagined.  And we’ll explore it together…

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2nd graders with heroin

Wow.  It never ceases to amaze me.  Almost every day, there is a headline related to school or education issues.

This one shocked me not because of the incident as much as how the school handled it. 

Five little boys, second graders, had little packages of white stuff.  The teacher confiscated it and called the cops.  Who in turn identified it as heroin.

The kids were brought to the hospital; thankfully they had not ingested the stuff though one boy put some in his mouth only to spit it out.  It makes me sad that the only “bad trip” these kids should be aware of is watching a Barney episode.  Or perhaps the Teletubbies. 

The police will be interviewing  the kids and the parents eventually but in the meanwhile…school officials sent home letters reporting “the incident” to the parents.

Of course, I know there is probably more to the story than the article reports.  It made me wonder—how many of these kids are being raised in single parent homes?  How did the one little guy get heroin in hands that should be pushing Tonka trucks around in the dirt?  How long will it be before these kids get more opportunity to destroy their lives through drugs? 

There is a  picture of the school accompanying the article.  There is a happy childish looking display in the window.  It’s rather chilling in light of this occurence.  It says, We are learning in here.

Yep.  They sure are.

Bo-Bo is UNDER THE TABLE

I’ve been in the midst of my annual “Am I doing enough crisis.”   Thankfully, it’s been a long time since the days of monthly or even weekly panic attacks wondering if I was destroying my children’s opportunities for a successful future by educating them at home.

These moments can be precipitated by a simple talk with another mom whose 12 year-old-child has just been accepted into medical school….or something as simple as my kid still taking waaaaaaaay too long to answer: What’s 8×6?  (BTW-How long did that take you?)

Like the course of a viral illness, my progression from panic to resolution in these matters are pretty darn predictable.  It usually starts with a  2:00am wide-eyed assessment of my kids’ academic achievement, followed by 2 days of soul searching and ending with a study of the local public schools’ Scope and Sequence.

For those of you blessedly unfamiliar with what a Scope and Sequence is, it is that magical course created by the Powers That Be, that Johnny must know what prepositions are in 5th grade….not 8th….not 12th….but 5th grade.  Sally must take Algebra in 9th grade….not 11th. Etc, etc…

If you’ve watched “Are You Smarter Than a Fifth-Grader” you’ll get an idea of what a typical fifth grade classroom is studying.  (And the irrelevant bits of knowledge that most adults are unable to recall.)

Anywho.  Back to my typical progression and the ultimate resolution.  (At least for another year.)

This year I have  Mrs. Whose-It at a local school to thank for my speedy recovery when she reported what she was doing with her 5th grade English class.

“Students are asked to bring their favorite stuffed animal on Wednesday to demonstrate prepositional phrases.”

As in…Bo-Bo is UNDER THE TABLE or Fluffy is flying THROUGH THE AIR.

Yep.  That about fixed it.

I thought about my all-boy Caleb walking the hallowed halls of academia with a stuffed animal under one arm and an English text under the other.

And I felt sorry for all the little boys, future movers and shakers, warriors and explorers,  that will never be, because over the course of 12 years of institutionalization and stuffed animals…they have been dumbed down and homogenized into a miserable state of existence.

Saddest part—many don’t even realize this until a mid-life crisis at 40-something (or 50-something or 60-something) leaves them wondering who the heck they are.

Now lemme back up here….I’m not throwing rocks at Mrs. Whose-It. Bless her heart, she’s doing the best she can to creatively teach prepositions. ( And I bet the girls, who probably already “got” prepositional phrases, had a blast with the object lesson.)

And children who already have a strong sense of who they are, can and will pass through the system just fine.

But there is no such thing as a One Size Fits All curriculum.  However, there IS a One Size Fits Me curriculum.

And it’s going to vary wildly from child to child.  The biggest downside of this curriculum is the the tendency of mom to compare.

God help me to stay the course and remember that a successful education ultimately means having a child who knows who they are and fully embraces their wonderful, and brief,  gift of life.

And like John Eldridge put in in his wonderful book, Wild at Heart…(rough paraphrase)….don’t ask yourself what does the world need…ask yourself what makes you become fully alive and do that.  The world needs people who have become fully alive.

So yeah….what he said.  (Stuff animals optional.)

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