My eldest . . . the bright, beautiful daughter who reads
people so well, whom we homeschooled from 2nd to 8th
grade . . . my eldest and I had an interesting conversation in the car.
“It’s public school, mom.
It destroys people.”
Destroys people?
Wow. Strong words. How does it destroy people, I asked?
“There are nice kids and there are mean kids. And the mean kids pound on the nice kids
until the nice kids have to get mean to survive.”
Ouch. Yes, I remember
so well. Does that mean we should bring
you home again?
“No, I’m already destroyed,” she replied with a smirk. A smirk I desperately clung to. No, she doesn’t really mean that . . .
So, should we have kept you at home and not sent you to
public school for high school?
That provoked some thought on her part. “No,” she finally answered, “I would’ve had
to have dealt with these people eventually – in college or something. It’s better to learn to deal with them now.”
Yes, that was our thinking at the time. Better now while she’s home with us and we
can help her than later when she’s on her own.
I feel better now. Even though we
felt confident about the decision to send her to school at the time, there have
been many moments since that I’ve been troubled with whether we’d done the
right thing.
But I’m still troubled by her description of public
school. I remember the first year we
pulled her out. We joined a homeschool
co-op, and I watched her interacting with the other kids with trepidation. From day one, I saw the difference. These other kids, who’d never been in school –
they weren’t perfectly behaved or anything; I mean, they had the excess energy
and lack of maturity that all six- and seven-year-olds have. But they did NOT display this
pulling-down-someone-else-to-raise-myself-up behavior that was so
representative of the other children she knew.
I was genuinely afraid my kid would show her public school roots
and end up being the behavior problem in class.
And my kid was, in all seriousness, a very good kid.
Yes, I truly believe that public schools are a toxic
environment in so many ways. A necessary
thing in our society, but a toxic environment.
Something needs to be done, but I don’t know what.
And . . . now I don’t know what to do with Kid #2. Sigh!! Parenting is SO HARD.
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