These feet of mine have walked a lot of trails, from New
Mexico to Alaska and lots of places in between. I think though, that the trail
I walked today, may have been my most important yet. There are many reasons
today was so prized. The easy answer is that, uhhhh… It’s the SHOT HEARD ROUND
THE WORLD! Lexington/Concord baby!
I stood where men died for their profound faith in a country that theretofore had only been dreamt of. I crossed a river that saw the actual, honest to god, birthplace of a nation. And I was deeply moved by the understanding of the true meaning of the second amendment as it was written and intended to be used. I touched nail heads crafted by those who would be, Americans. We walked a highway six feet in width, where riders strode hundreds of years ago. And we touched the final resting place of Alcott, Hawthorne, Emerson and Thoreau.
I stood where men died for their profound faith in a country that theretofore had only been dreamt of. I crossed a river that saw the actual, honest to god, birthplace of a nation. And I was deeply moved by the understanding of the true meaning of the second amendment as it was written and intended to be used. I touched nail heads crafted by those who would be, Americans. We walked a highway six feet in width, where riders strode hundreds of years ago. And we touched the final resting place of Alcott, Hawthorne, Emerson and Thoreau.
It was an awe inspiring
day for all those reasons but also, because I have finally heard what so many
have said to us all along this journey. I let my kids lead me into the woods
today to find a frog habitat that is protected. Along the way there were turns
and twists and at times the ground was even, then not. Wet and fertile, then
dry and barren, not unlike my experiences with educating the boys. And while we walked, I replayed a conversation I had just had with one of the park rangers.
It mirrored so many conversations we’ve had with rangers and park owners and
other campers all along the way. So many saying the same thing, they understand
that public schools are doing the best they can, and they know, as this guide
said today, so many teachers are “hamstrung”.
Today when I
said, I had less interest in teaching kids what to think but rather how to think,
he said I should watch out, that kind of talk was subversive and, welcome
home. He rattled off a list of people
that were “home schooled” that he particularly looked up to, Thomas Edison and
General Patton among them. He went on to tell me about a home-school student who
he met 12 years ago, now on her way to west point. It’s a story I hear over and over, parents who
couldn’t get their student’s needs met in traditional settings and decided to
try something new. I am still unsure about this home-school “thing”. I know I
am being too strict, trying to fit it into a box that isn’t what it needs to be
but we are figuring it out.
In the mean time we are making awesome progress in
Math! We have captured and released at least three different kinds of
toads/frogs/salamanders and had great learning around them. The boys are making
videos to show their learning and we are loving the time with them and watching
them make meaning of all the things we are experiencing.
Will
homeschooling result in little boy geniuses? Ready to regurgitate facts and
dates on command? Probably not. But it will have provided the boys with a deep
visceral experience with their education. And,
at the end of the day, I will be 100% sure I did everything I can to
give them an education I believe in.
Still, I can’t help
but wonder what the nay-sayers test will be to prove success?