Katie started back to school this week, complete with Hannah Montana backpack and Spongebob lunch box. She is now a first grader. Insert dagger into my heart here.
I did really well. I didn’t cry. Instead I opted to come home and use the World Wide Inter Web (as Monk likes to call it) to thoroughly freak myself out. You see, I often question whether or not we should have opted to home school. Some of our family members do this. And if any of you out there are saying things like “Home school kids are sheltered from the real world and don’t get any interaction with other kids…”, I have to tell you that I know for a fact that that is not the case. Home school kids have just as many friends and opportunities as public school kids. They have sports leagues and all of the things that the other kids do.
And yes, I know that we have to expose them to the harsh realities of life at some point or another, but why rush it? That’s my question.
I could go on and on about this for hours, so I will get back to the point of the post. I got on the internet and decided that I would go to My Space and see what some local teens had to say on their pages.
Why? Well because I have a daughter who will some day be a teen and I just wondered what they are up to these days. Well, I will tell you that I was completely mortified at what I found there. I won’t go in to specifics, but it was bad and I am scared.
I immediately sent a frantic email to my good ol’ aunt Ju, who is used to these kind of insane ramblings of mine by now, and told her more or less that the world was crumbling around me, the end is near, I must pack my family and move to a bomb shelter deep in the ground and would she be so kind as to send food and water on occasion.
She talked me down, as she usually does when I freak out, but it has still been bugging me all day. I don’t think I can home school. I love my kids, but I seriously lack in the patience department. I think I might be cheating them if I did it. However, I am so frightened of what they will become as teenagers. I mean, look at their mother for Pete’s sake!
I know that we are trying to raise them to be good, Christian girls, but my parents did that with me too and when I think back on the things that I did when I was younger…well it makes me cringe. I don’t expect them to be perfect and I know they will make mistakes. Why is motherhood so difficult and wonderful all at the same time?
Oh and can we just go back to the My Space thing for a moment? I had a My Space account once for about 2 months. I didn’t want to, but my best friend was going through a very bad separation with her husband and she forced persuaded me to do it so we could communicate with each other. So I told her that if she wanted to communicate with me she could call or email me at any time. But, she was in a bad, bad place at that particular point in her life and it was very important to her, so I did it. And it was pointless because every time she would post a comment on my page, I would get an email telling me to go check my page. Again I asked why she couldn’t just email me herself…
Anyway, I canceled my account not long after signing up for one.
What I know for sure is that my kids will NEVER be allowed to have an account there. Or on any of the other ones that are out there.
I know that we will continue to encourage them to make good decisions and put God first as they are growing up so fast. Meanwhile, I will be observing it all while holding my breath and peeking out of one squinted eye!