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Why Home Education? (A Series, Pt 1)

 As we tiptoe closer and closer to homeschooling (but I prefer the phrase Home Education just because it doesn't have all the weird connotations of home schoolers I've known, plus I'm not trying to replicate school to any degree) I've begun feeling more and more fed up with their current school. 

Case in point: at 7:30 tonight the Kindergarten teacher sends out an email announcing all kids have a special out of uniform day tomorrow! Oh boy! In honor of Dr. Seuss's birthday the kids must wear blue pants and a red shirt! 

a) pretty sure my girl doesn't have a solid red shirt, are patterns okay, cuz that's what you're gonna get.

b) could you for once get your act together and NOT send a late night email informing me of the super fun thing my child will be devastated if she misses out on? So that I can't passive-aggressive fail to see the email lest the child suffer? The first time this happened, okay. Now, the tenth time--you're incompetent and I resent being held hostage to your incompetence. 

c) why do we even have buy uniforms if there's gonna be one super duper fun exemption after another?

Look, I'm not a grump. I love when teachers do fun things to build camaraderie in their classrooms and I can sympathize with teachers being overwhelmed and forgetting things. But, when I was teaching I kept this constant rolling tally in my head of how much I was asking of parents. If I screwed up and forgot to send advance notice then I had to compensate by changing plans. I never, ever would've sent an email like that with less than a full week's notice.

So, reason #1 to Home Educate? Not being held hostage to a school's requirements for how to celebrate every dang event of the year, nor being at the mercy of adults with poor planning abilities. 

I'm going to continue this list randomly and wantonly as things occur. 

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