Way back at the beginning of our homeschool journey, Mindy seemed to want to go to school. After all, everybody in society--all the strangers she met, and all the well-meaning relatives, and her doctor and the dentist and on and on--everybody seemed to be conspiring to make kindergarten sound so, so cool.
Mindy seemed to feel she was going to be missing out.
I asked what she was going to miss. What was it that school kids had that homeschool kids didn’t have?
Her answer was prompt but surprising: “Lunchboxes.”
That was easy to fix. Soon my two girls were the proud owners of Popple and Smurf lunchboxes.
Still, something seemed to be missing.
“A school name,” Mindy said.
I realized that all the adults fawning over my 5-year-old’s assumed entry to the fun, fun world of school had asked, “What school are you going to?”
Of course, the girls would want an answer to that almost-daily question!
My two daughters got together with fellow-homeschooler Camille and chose a school name: “De Colores,” which was the name of a song they liked.
Now our homeschool had it all. Lunch-boxes AND a name!
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2 years ago
What more could they need?
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