Baby was almost human again today, after a day of hefty antibiotics for his ear infection.  But this was not the story last night.  Or the night before that.  Or the night before that.  But hope springs eternal and I have high hopes for tonight!

So perhaps that was a contributing factor to the fur on my neck standing up way too quickly here in our peaceful blogosphere.  I should learn to count to 10 before sending my comments -- 10 days!  From my own defensiveness, I think I stumbled on some new sensitivities, maybe some new questions I need to answer for myself.  But today, one scary truth sprang to mind.  It goes something like this:

If my parents could send me to public school and I still turned out okay, was it the educational choice they made for me or was it good parenting?  I think it was good parenting. 

I think this because my parents gave me the gift that keeps on giving: the sense that I could accomplish anything at all if I just tried hard enough. That and the security of knowing there was always "home" if the world let me down. The value of this "parachute" can't be overestimated.  

So, in making the educational choice for my children that I have, have I really bought myself any extra credit in the churning-out-good-people department?  I think some part of me thought that I had.

In the hustle-bustle, high speed world of homeschooling, what can I do to teach my kids to fly -- and how to rip the cord of their parachute at the same time? 

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Posted by arajbrown

and for the record ... my neck stiffened as well ... I just didn't get to the post until after there was an new twist to the story. I still think it is just as dangerous to generalize the attitudes, motivations and priorities of anyone ... and lest I should get off on the whole thing right here, I think I'll save it for another post. There is a TON of research into generational poverty and why that happens ...

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