Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Coincidence? I don't think so.

When you homeschool, there is an almost constant thought in your head that centers around the fact that YOU are responsible for what your kids learn. Whether it's the right stuff, the wrong stuff or not enough stuff. Especially the not enough stuff part - that's a biggie.

I don't particularly care if my kids go to a 4 year college. Frankly, they irritate me. Why should a person have to study hip-hop dancing to become a school teacher? It seems like they throw in a LOT of required, useless classes in order to suck money from you. So if they can go to a technical school and end up with a decent job that will support their family, then great! If they don't want to go to college at all, that will also be their choice.

My job is to make sure they are prepared for whatever path they choose and that can be a lot of responsibility. So when we changed the way we did things recently and enrolled them through a school, although they are still homeschooled, a lot of that wondering left me. Kinda.

Or maybe it just changed to "What if this curriculum isn't enough? It seems sort of simple to me." And I guess God thought it was time to relieve my mind and let me get on with the business of teaching the kids.

Saturday, my phone rang and when I answered it, the voice on the other end was a woman that I went to school with. Although she wasn't a woman then. The last time I talked with her, she was a sophomore in high school. She moved away after some family troubles and I never heard from her again.

Until Saturday. When she called out of the blue. Did you get that part? Out of the blue. During the course of our conversation, she told me about the good jobs her 24 year old triplets had. She also homeschooled her kids. Using Abeka for the first few years - like I did. Then she said she changed them because she had enrolled them in a correspondence school. Like I did. So they were still homeschooled. Like ours are. Using the Accelerated Christian Education curriculum. Just like we do.

I don't know about you, but I think it is way cool that God would prompt someone to call me after 32 years of no contact, just to reassure me that things will be OK. Thanks, God.