I home schooled my son off and on throughout his early life. It started when he was in grade school. I was a single mom. I didn't want my son to be brainwashed with "their" agenda. At the time I did not know anything about politics. I was a Christian though and knew I wanted my son to not be a guinea pig for what the school system was doing to the children. I had been to public school of course and knew what it felt like to be just a number, a part of a bigger group of about thirty kids and to feel like a nobody.
Being shy my whole life didn't help but I felt intimidated by the school system, their rules, their way of doing things. It didn't feel right. I was lonely. Yet I did okay in school. I didn't get all A's off course but I don't remember doing terribly bad in school. But I do remember it was a struggle. Well, it should be a struggle, but the struggle was coming from more on the inside, like fingernails on a chalkboard.
I'll talk more about that later. I am not here to put down the public school system. Maybe I can help find answers for all our hundreds, thousands, millions of school children everyday as they are hauled away, MADE to go to school by the system. Obedience is not wrong, but let's take a deeper look into what is really going on here.
In the meantime. I home schooled my son so that I had complete control over what was going into his brain. Of course I didn't have complete control and didn't want that type of control. A controller is a bad person that wants to take freedom away from the individual. I did not do that with my son. I allowed him to be his own person much of the time. I allowed his natural talents to develop. If he was going to be anybodies experiment he would be mine. After all I was his parent. I gave birth to him. God gave me the responsibility to raise him.
More later
