Wednesday, March 26, 2008

In case you were wondering...

Some of you may have noticed a lack of homeschooling posts in the last few months. Springtime is my normal time of reflecting over our school year, reviewing what we've accomplished, and subsequently freaking out over what we haven't gotten done. But this time, I'm remarkably calm about the whole situation. We're only on chapter 36 when we should be on chapter 47, and I'm okay with that. We have this summer, right? And the kids are learning tons of stuff they wouldn't be learning otherwise if we were focusing solely on our textbooks. See? It's all good.

Right after Christmas, I started my regular freakout sessions, "We haven't done spelling since November!! AAACK!!!" With an upcoming tax refund (whenever they worked out what I owed and all that), I was planning on buying new books for next year and stuff too. So one day I'm telling the kids we're gonna skip science today (because I'm going to buy from a different company next year), and telling them watching Animal Planet or The Weather Channel, or playing with kitchen ingredients will be sufficient. And the next day I'm yelling at them, doubling up on assignments in subjects we're behind in. And threatening them! Because if they don't be quiet and do their damn Language work Right This Second, the lady that reviews our portfolio will think they're not learning, and they'll have to go to public school, and I'll probably go to jail or something.

Can you feel the crazy, people? It radiates from my body.

Then one night while I sat drinking my tea and reading some math geek book, I remembered a funny family story. See, my great aunt had a cat that was not allowed on the furniture. The story goes that the cat had a litter of kittens, and when they were big enough to get around, she got on the couch for the one and only time of her life and taught her kittens not to go on the furniture as well. She meowed and called them, and every time they jumped up, she would hiss and bat at them until they went sprawling back on the floor. After several minutes, none of the kittens were willing to jump from the floor. Lesson learned.


Then I saw that this is what I've been doing to my kids. I suddenly realized that as much as I talk about being a relaxed homeschooler, I haven't actually been one. I've baited them with the wonderful ideals found in all those books: learning should be fun, learning is a natural process, learn at your own pace, c'mon you'll love it... and then switched on them, lecturing about the importance of education and staying at "grade level", punishing them with extra work and guilt trips about laziness. (Hello? Hypocrite??) My great aunt's cat was pretty darned smart. But me? Not so much. Why this story popped into my head that night I'll never know. But my next big thought was, "Pretty soon, they'll stop trying to jump." What happens when they stop believing that learning can be fun? What happens when "school" becomes a code word for boring drudgery, or worse, forced work on the whims of a crazy lady? And *choke* how do I look to them, with this homeschool teacher schizophrenia?? How will they look back on our homeschooling experience? Holy hell.

So I've made a deliberate and pointed attempt to let go. They are learning, without my pressure. They can learn those few things I feel they need to have, but they can do it on their terms. I will no longer look at lesson numbers, or count days until the end of the year. Despite all the former attempts at this kind of calm, I don't think I ever achieved it before now. Don't get me wrong, I don't think for a second that I will feel this way every day (and I don't). But it's March, and I haven't forced double lessons or yelled about schoolwork since January. It's a step down a long, long path and I realize that. But I feel so much better about homeschooling than I ever have before. And it's all good.

8 comments:

MOM #1 said...

Yeah, I'm learning that lesson too. It's tough but it starts with breathing in / breathing out / breathing in / breathing out.

You just have to slow it down and realize, one day your kids will be as old as mine, and pretty soon mine will be a grown up. Yikes!

I don't want to miss out on a single moment of him learning and loving and growing because I was being neurotic about getting a math lesson done.

I will NOT give in to my inner psycho-anal-control freak. LOL.

Tina Rod. said...

Oh man, I am so with you on that!! Same here, but I'm letting go more and more. My dream is to one day be totally free and unschooly, but for now my ADD attention span is happy with two worksheets a day (one math, one Language arts) and just reading and experiementing and creating new stuff and exploring for the rest of it. I'm gonna give up on the rest of the curriculum and stop living by what THEY say my kids should learn and we are gonna learn what we feel like and what we come across. I can't wait for the day when we give up those last two worksheets and are really free at last.

You go girl!!

dawn said...

What a wonderful post. I love the cat story and how it relates to your home schooling. I don't think I miss the mark too much on schizo mom. I try to be relaxed and I think I have pretty much achieved it, but when they are wasting time and getting on my nerves, that is when I start worrying about what they aren't getting done. Awesome post.

Katherine said...

I fall at your honest feet.

Jenni said...

This is an excellent post!

Christine said...

This sounds exactly like me. Which mommy will it be today, the one that lets them write their books, read, and play games, or will it be the one that yells at them to get that math done because we haven't done anything all week?

I better start saving for their therapy ;-)

Robinella said...

I go through the same things. I want to unschool and I want my boys to love learning. But it's hard to give up that control and the worry. Great job!

kitten said...

I'm so glad you can relax. I have had you on my mind a lot lately, but haven't had time to come over. Glad to see all is good. We haven't done school since Dec. and I haven't stressed until this week.