Send Us Your Story
We are looking for humorous, warm anecdotes and true stories illustrating that homeschooling is the best educational alternative around.
All material printed in the Court Report will be credited, and the contributor will receive a $10 coupon good toward any HSLDA publication of his choice. Submissions may be edited for space. Please be aware that we cannot return photographs.
Mail submissions to:
Attn: Stories, HSLDA
P.O. Box 3000
Purcellville, VA 20134
Or email us (include "Stories" in the subject line) at: ComDept@hslda.org
HE’S ONE OF US!
My husband’s job involves repairing and servicing gas appliances. Many times when he arrives on a repair call, there are children home—for various reasons, perhaps on a school holiday or in recovery from an illness. Occasionally, when he’s working in someone’s basement on a furnace or water heater, a child or group of siblings will come down to watch him. They are always very polite and curious, asking him intelligent questions, and often discussing scientific principles with him.
Being a homeschool dad himself, my husband recognizes that these are often signs of a homeschooling household and asks the children where they go to school. They usually hesitate, then say that they are homeschooled. At that point, my husband tells them his own children are homeschooled—he enjoys watching the big smiles of delight that flash across their faces!
—by Jeri B. / Lincoln Park, NJ
IT’S ALL IN THE LETTERS
Having mastered her ABCs, our 3-year-old daughter, Tessa, enjoys demonstrating her new skill whenever possible. On a recent restaurant visit we deposited our trash while she proudly announced the letters on the receptacle: “T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U.” I then asked her what the letters spelled.
With a beaming smile she promptly replied, “Trash can.”
Amazingly, her brother and sisters managed to hold back their laughter.
—the S Family / Torrance, CA
DRINKING LIKE A BIRD
I bought this new hummingbird feeder for a school project, and caught Graham (4) drinking water out of it with a little straw.
—by Susan A. / Kandiyohi, MN
Coming from six years of public school, I can honestly say homeschooling is the best choice for education! I can concentrate on class work because there are only two students! I can pick my curriculum that’s at my level, rather than strictly “7th grade.” Our family took a vote to choose our school’s name; it was so cool being involved in that decision.
Homeschoolers have freedom to live, love, and learn for Jesus Christ. We have our ups and downs. On a down day, I am still doing classwork until dinnertime! On an up day, I finish at 2 p.m. I love the flexibility that homeschooling provides: planning days, hours, and the school year around our family’s schedule.
I can graduate early if I work super hard. My mom and I design my course work—P.E. is my favorite. I do gymnastics, aerobics, or jump around on my trampoline—the sky’s the limit! My mom, sister, and I say (teasingly), “We fixed a pipe—Home Economics credit!”
—by Sara M.,12 / Fort Bragg, CA
YES, WE HAVE NO BANANAS
Zachary, 14, was struggling with the abstract concepts of algebra.
“Negative numbers don't work in real life,” he complained. I proceeded to give him what I thought was a tangible example by explaining that if the bank says you have $400 and you spend $500, you wind up with a negative balance. This did not satisfy Zachary.
“That only works with numbers,” he said, and gave me an example closer to his realm of experience. “I can understand having zero bananas. But we can’t have negative bananas!”
—by Debra D. / Chadwick, IL
When my daughter was in preschool, she was having trouble shifting gears one day as we moved on from rhyming words to opposites. As I watched her mull over the opposite to the first word I gave her, stop, I thought it might help her to talk it out a bit.
I prompted, “If I am driving the van, and I am not stopping, I am—”
“Arrested!” she shouted triumphantly.
—by Mindy C. / Tucson, AZ
My son Travis, who homeschools, took his family to see the Dead Sea Scrolls when they were on temporary exhibit in Seattle. At the end of the tour, he found his 6-year-old son sobbing.
When Travis leaned down to ask my grandson what was wrong, Ben said, “Dad, you promised me squirrels—Dead Sea Squirrels. And there weren't any!”
—by Paula C. / Seattle, WA
CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE
My 1st-grade son is very happy to have joined his older brother and sister for history lessons. While the older two are required to produce written summaries of each week’s lesson, Christopher’s task is to dictate a summary to me.
When Christopher proudly showed off his first attempt to my husband when he arrived home from work that day, my husband praised his efforts. “That’s very good, Christopher! Did Mommy write that down for you?”
“Yes, but I did the thinking,” responded Christopher.
—by Jennifer W. / Frankfort, IL