I got a lot of feedback on the post I wrote about unschooling not being just for lazy people. I opined about how much easier my day would be if I could ship my kids out for 8 hours and just sit around eating ice cream sundaes all the time. I also supposed I would clean, too, and get a job….but who am I kidding? It’d be all ice cream and reading trashy magazines. But you can’t blame a girl for trying to look cool and more responsible on her own blog.
In a classic case of ‘the grass is always greener’, a few comments made me think about just what my life was like back when Naturalist and Golfer were in school 8 hours a day. Was it easy? Did I love it? Did I eat ice cream all day?
Uh, no. no, no, no, and NO.
And even though I am constantly working my tail end off keeping our unschooling environment as dynamic and creative as possible, I found the public school grind so. much. harder.
Probably because I was on someone else’s schedule. If one of the kids had an outrageous amount of homework to do one night, then we didn’t do things we’d planned and instead helped get the work done. Our mornings were spent rushing around trying to make it to the school bus on time instead of snuggling in bed until everyone was ready to face the day. My days were taken up in volunteering in classrooms, helping the teachers tow the line. Instead of playing games after dinner, we slaved over the homework that always made my kids cry. Instead of a continuation of a week well lived, our weekends were detox times when the kids would try to recover from one school week and rally for the next. They would shut down, not wanting to do anything else but just veg. All the trips we wanted to take had to be approved by the school or else we’d be in violation of the “10 allowed days of absences”. So we postponed or never took many family adventures. We didn’t read together until late at night, instead I had to enforce a rigid bedtime so everyone could get up in the morning for school.
It. was. exhausting. All the work, with none of the fun!!!
Unschooling. is. exhausting. A lot of work, but it feels like fun!
So, having to choose between the two, my heart is with unschooling. I smile more that way.
And it just now dawned on me, why can’t I have my ice cream and unschool too? Field trip to Coldstone, STAT!
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