I began homeschooling my seven year old son in Oct. 2010. I did this for a few reasons...the most important being that a. he was being bullied and b. he was falling behind in school.
Now if you know me, know my family, know my kids you also know that none of us are people that are capable of failure or worse...not trying at all. So, when I discovered that Preston wasn't reading well, doing assignments, and getting into trouble in FIRST grade I got worried....then the self deprecating statements started... "I'm stupid", "I'm a dork", etc. And then he asked me to spank him because "D" hits him when Preston does something he doesn't like. I was in shock and my heart was breaking for my little boy...the more we tried to advise him, the more people we met with, the further my son was falling away and behind...he was more introverted, scared, he cried when I dropped him off each day....and the inspiration I needed was right around the corner.
All our lives we are taught to comply with the institution...the school knows best and all that rot. But you know what I know? That is not always the right answer. Sometimes the school is wrong...sometimes the institution is corrupt. I had contact with everyone from the principal, teacher, counselors, and school nurse...to the MP's trying to protect my son. And it wasn't working. Then my friend, Kari, brought me the People magazine with the article on bullies and the children who committed suicide because of the emotional torment and torture the bullies put them through. After reading this article on bullies, suicide and the effects on their families I asked the school to define "Zero Tolerance". When the principal said that it meant that they had NO tolerance for bullying I said.."Well, why hasn't anything been done to "D"?"
and her reply was, "Well, Morgan, you wouldn't know if anything had been done because we can't discuss discipline and such with other parents."
"Well, I know that if anything had been done you would have assured me that all appropriate disciplinary measures had been taken and that Preston would be safe here...and since you haven't said any of that it tells me you haven't done any of it either." was my reply.
Her face turned red, I withdrew my son, and our home school adventure began. Because my son will not be a statistic. He will not be some damn article in a magazine for people to mourn over... My son will be safe and happy and be ready for the world.