But so that it´s said out loud: I´ve always felt a deep admiration for teachers, preschool teachers and caregivers plus medical staff. Now even more, like most people of right mind at the current situation.
There is a reason, why I´ve never even considered home-schooling my kids. Or many reasons.
Yeah, I could offer them a hell lot of substance in some subjects that are near and dear to my heart, but they´d come out of it knowing a lot of weird history facts, everything about traditional costume making, sewing and such, but very little else.
We made plague doctor masks for everyone, though. They do look cool.
And my six-year old knows how to draw guillotine, and what it does. (For that one I really refuse some of the credit: I was just as surprised...)
So I´m sure you can see from these examples there really is a reason I do not home school my children, and that society really should not let me do so if they want normal, stable taxpayers out of my offspring. Thank you.
I do have my ways of making sure that I corrupt my dear little banshees just enough to make them think Why Not instead of Why. But really, they do need their school and their teachers...
And so do I.
I mean, how the hell does one build these schedules and routines everyone talks about? Okay, morning´s easy. You get up and feed the kids. Then the fifth grader basically goes and does her school thing (I´ve tried to keep up... But usually when I gird my loins and go to her all ready to help and explain and go through her work list, she just sighs and tells me she´s done that all)
But how the hell do I work with the preschooler? I can´t become a class full of peers and a teacher or two... My schedules have always been sketchy to say the least. Lunch happens... Well, when people get hungry and I need a break from working.
And really, my heart breaks when I look at the day after day gloomier face of the Happiest Baby in the World. She misses school and mates beyond anything my introvert soul can fathom.
I did a corontine crime couple of days ago. My friend brought her two kids over, and all four ran amok outside for four hours straight. Together. Two 12-year olds, an 8-year old and a 6-year old. This hasn´t happened in quite some time. No fighting, no screaming at each other, no dissing the younger by the older.
When I saw the ear to ear smile on my kids´ faces, I decided to do that again as soon as possible. Because I realized I hadn´t seen them happy in weeks.
So really, the two possible weeks of maybe school could save at least my sanity and let me see my girls smile again. The summer will be long and awful anyway, because all the events and festivals are cancelled, I can´t tell them when and if we get to do anything nice or even see grandparents. I don´t even know how to support us financially after this month. To know someone else looks at especially my youngest and sees her and cares about her wellbeing for even a few days means a lot. Because frankly I fear I´m loosing the perspective and running out of tools to keep their spirit up...
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