It's September
and school bells are ringing all over the county. How unusual it is for our family
not to heed their call. Every year for the past seven years, we have diligently
purchased our new school clothes and supplies and appeared at the school house
promptly on time for that first exciting day.
Not this year. This year I have assumed the role
of teacher and will be educating my children at home. Home schooling, they call
it. This was not an easy decision for our family, but it was the only sane choice
for us. Due to a business setback, we were forced to choose between going into
debt in order for our children to stay at the private school, which they had only
attended for one year, or to home school. Public school was not an option.
Why, you ask? After suffering through five years
of watching my children receive very little direct instruction in academic subjects,
we finally pulled the plug on our local public school. The kids were quite adept
at using scissors and glue and playing games by second and fourth grade, but they
were systematically being handicapped in math and reading by totally inept teaching
techniques and a bone-head level curriculum. We then ran screaming to a local
private school, which was, although not perfect, a huge improvement.
While
my children were at the public school, I was constantly frustrated by what
they weren't being taught. It seemed like the academic priorities were upside
down compared to when I attended public school. Common sense was not present
in any of the teaching trends I witnessed in the classroom. Teachers consistently
told me that my views were passe or just glared at me with glazed eyes when
I would try to share my concerns. I finally realized it was a losing battle.
The teachers are being ongoingly retrained on how to teach with the "new"
outcome-based education/Goals 2000 teaching methods. They will adopt and
use these methods whether there is any research to show they work or not.
On the contrary, there is ample evidence that shows these methods are totally
ineffective, if not destructive.
Curriculum is another issue which is being challenged
by parents. An ongoing theme through textbooks of all subjects, those published
after 1992, is environmentalism. Even the math books, if you can still call them
tat, contain plenty of environmental propaganda in them, imploring the students
to "Save our planet." Isn't this a little much?
Texts now encourage group work, group projects,
consensus building and cooperative learning. There is a heavy dose of teamwork
throughout the curriculum and in class projects. Whatever happened to the traditional
American emphasis on individual achievement?
In July, I spent six hours in a hot exhibit hall
at a home-schoolers convention digging through textbooks. When I left, hungry
and tired, lugging my heavy box of books across the huge parking lot, I felt the
most amazing sense of empowerment. That box of books represented a feeling of
accomplishment, for after all those years of questioning the material and teaching
techniques being foisted upon my children -- and having my concerns ignored --
I finally had some control over what my children were going to learn.
I thumb through their Saxon math books and grin.
They are black and white, no colorful photos of surfers and snow-boarders or MTV
stars between the covers. No "group think" projects or "use your
calculator" side bars. Just plain old wonderful math. After all, it isn't
up to a book to make math "fun," it is my job as a teacher to make math
interesting and understandable.
My childrens' readers are the original "Open
Court" readers from the sixties. Glancing at the table of contents I see
the author Robert Louis Stevenson, Tolstoy, Chaucer, Wordsworth, Frost and Longfellow
-- and these are second and fourth and sixth grade books! This is what I consider
"rich literature," a far cry from what the children are being forced
to read in schools these days. And the vocabulary is to die for.
The history books I selected teach traditional American
history with a proud, patriotic fervor, the way I was taught. I want my kids to
feel pride and love for their country, not shame, as the new revisionist history
text rampant in the public schools promote. Yes, it is important not to skip over
the darker periods of our country's history, but there is also no need to emphasize
them to the point of overshadowing all of the wonderful accomplishments of our
nation.
What better way to spend my time, while I'm not
working outside the home, than to teach my three beautiful children the things
that will make them strong, independent, well-educated American citizens. My role
as the mother of these children is huge already, but out of necessity it has become
even larger. I cannot, in good conscience, stand by and watch my children waste
their formative years wallowing in the public school wasteland.
My son, the fourth grader, asked me last week if
we could start our home school early. He has no idea how proud he made me feel.
About the Author: Eileen
Spatz is the mother of three children whom she now home schools. Because of
extreme disappointment in her children's public school, she was motivated to
became active in researching and writing about educational issues (since 1994).
Although Spatz identifies problems such as questionable teaching philosophies
(outcome based education) and faddish pedagogy (new new math and whole language)
as serious problems in today's public schools, her emphasis these past four
years has been on exposing the disturbing federal education bills (Goals 2000
and School-to-Work) which were signed into law in March 1994.
By informing the public through her writings,
which appear in The Orange County Register, the LA Times, The
Washington Post, and Investor's Business Daily, she is hoping to
encourage other parents to take control of their childrens' education. In addition
to newspaper columns, she has appeared on cable television specials regarding
education, and is currently contributing to a book on the subject.
Eileen lives with her husband, Mark, and kids
(Chelsea, 12; Christopher, 10; and Sammi, 6) in San Clemente, CA
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