I am Jen...

I am Jen...

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Our 1st Day...

Today was our eldest's first day of public school, but it was ours, too.  We haven't done this before because we like doing things on our own...schooling that is.  We have been doing non-traditional homeschooling for the past three years, where we practice reading, writing, counting, coloring, spelling, etc...at home and subsidize the socializing with classes at the Y or short day classes at a private pre-school. 

We began looking at what our options were for challenging our kids past this point in January.  We investigated private schools, but decided against them because they were either affiliated with a religious organization (John doesn't want our kids "inculcated") or way out of our budget for right now. 

Then we considered the K-12 Virtual Academy (at home schooling through public schools using the standard curriculum) and completed the special enrollment process in February .  We also looked at the local schools and had our son go through testing to evaluate his academic and social preparedness. 

He just turned 6 in June and tested into the end of third grade for Reading and 2nd grade for Spelling and Math.  His Writing skills were at the 1st grade level as were his social skills. 

After reviewing all the options and meeting with teachers from all of the options, we settled on the local public school.  We were impressed with their willingness to work with us and Connor to keep him challenged while still helping him acclimate and learn important socialization skills that he would have missed out on if we continued to school at home.

This doesn't mean that he stops learning at home, it just means that he has additional resources with which to work and grow. 

John took off this morning so we could both take him to his first day.  I was excited but nervous.  He ran ahead of us down the sidewalk toward the school and didn't look back.  I was so happy he was exhibiting a strong sense of independence--we have been working on this all summer--but part of me wanted to call him back so I could hold him close and not let go.  This is where I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, smiling proudly as he continued on in front of us.  I need to get used to this view.

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