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    Benefits of Home Education {III}

    January 27, 2010 by Brandy Vencel

    Today, my son is not at home, and he’s not “doing school” in the traditional sense of the word. He is with his great grandparents. My Suburban needed work, and E. did what he often does when I have car trouble: he rode along to the shop. You see, my grandfather may have retired from being a mechanic himself, but he still takes charge over my vehicle. He picks it up, takes it to the shop for me, and brings it home when the job is done.

    And E. rides along.

    Spending time with his great grandparents {and other relatives} has been a huge benefit of homeschooling. Without formal schooling demanding much of our lives and our schedules and our time and our energy, we are free to nurture the relationships that God has blessed us with.

    Over the years, E. and Great Granddad have built a battery using a lemon. They have changed the brakes on my Suburban. They have repaired bicycle tires, replaced batteries, and inflated rubber balls.

    Likewise, E. {and now A.} have spent much time with their granddad {my dad}. E. has begun to learn basketball {my dad used to be a coach}, and he works in their garden and does odd jobs around their house.

    I often wish that Si’s family could reap this benefit, too, but they live far away.

    Their Gran teaches them to draw. Their Great Grandmother tells them stories about living in the Ozarks and attending a one-room schoolhouse. Their Granmama takes them for extra swimming lessons or bakes with them.

    It’s a list of little things, really. Little, but significant.

    We moved here to be near family. No. I take that back. It was more than that. We moved here to be part of a family. To be part of something bigger than ourselves. To contribute to some of those to whom we are duty-bound.

    But I could see how, if I had two in preschool and another in primary school, I’d be spending a lot of time in my car or in a classroom or running to and fro. And I don’t do well juggling a lot of balls. You know what would slip through the cracks? People. The very people we moved here to be near and to love and be loved by.

    So here we are on a not-so-normal school day. The lessons will be made up. For now, I sent along the knot-tying handicraft book. After all, Great Granddad was once a Boy Scout or some sort of scout. Maybe he can help the little guy figure some of it out.

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    2 Comments

  • Reply Anonymous January 28, 2010 at 6:25 pm

    Not to mention the time we spent at the beach and they did their lessons while relaxing at the beach. The wonderful field trips we went on together, could not have happened if they did traditional school.

  • Reply Jennifer January 28, 2010 at 5:10 am

    Such a sweet post, friend. The allure of homeschooling grows in my heart! Your family will have such precious memories of this time together- memories I am sure that few of their peers will share, but desperately wish they had!

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