I sent out a request to Facebook for people to give me their ideas for a blog post. Admittedly, this was a ploy to get those same people to read my blog; and also to be able to plug my blog without it looking like I was plugging my blog. However, I still received several great ideas, and I did say that no idea was too absurd. Thus, I will be posting each and every idea, (no matter how absurd), accumulated from that Facebook post and writing about them here.
The first in this series, as the title indicates, is about homeschooling. Now, I’ve written about being home-schooled, the benefits of homeschooling, and other aspects of it in general, but this request was for what I felt I’ve missed out on as a result of being home-schooled.
A big thing I think I’ve missed out on is community. The fact that I was working on my own helped me develop a frame of mind to comprehend and assimilate answers to problems by myself. However, the community thinking of a group is an area I’ve never experienced.
I was an interesting child growing up… My mind is like lighting bolt, sporadic and unbound, dangerous when allowed to strike where it pleases, but when it is attracted to an idea, it is absorb by it like lighting to a metal rod. To truly harness the power of the mind, it takes focus, equilibrium, and a good, hard sense of logic. In terms of mental development, I believe I could have benefited and excelled in a public school.
As a homeschooler, I was allowed to work on my own time schedule, free to choose when, how much, and how often I worked on my schooling. I finished ahead of most other kids my age by a year or more, but I wasn’t given a strict schedule; and for that reason, having no prize or reward incentive in life that is as enticing as being finished with school, I had to teach myself to finish things. Without those harsh rules, regulations, and guidelines, I’m not one to stay with a project.
Strange thing about me, I like being told what to do. It helps me to accomplish something if I’m driven by someone else and have the goal of not disappointing them. So, for many reasons, most of them being reasons public schoolers hate school, I wish I could’ve experienced public school.
Finally, I missed out on being around lost people. As a Southern Gospel music artist, I rarely get the opportunity to be in an overtly non-Christian society, other than McDonald’s that is. Seriously, I want to be around lost people. We are called to be the light of the world, and to this day, I don’t consider myself as ever being in the world or having experienced real darkness.
People call me sheltered, they say it’s a good thing that I have been shielded from the I don’t want to sheltered anymore, I don’t want to live in the light, I want to carry the light I have into the darkness.
I wasn’t given a chance to change someone. I regret that I wasn’t placed in an environment where I could build a relationship and effectively witness to another person. Public schools are the darkest darkness I can think of. They need the light of Christ more than anyone else, for they are the future. Now, it’s too late for me… I’m old… Well, I’m 19! That’s old, isn’t it? Too old for high-school. I wasn’t given the chance to experience public school, but that wasn’t my fault anymore than being born into a family of travelling evangelists was my fault. I had no control over those areas of my life, but God
As always, thanks for reading.
—the anonymous novelist