Uncommon Lore: The Unschooling Seduction

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imageUncommon Lore:  The Unschooling Seduction

When I was pregnant with my third child in 1993 I was happily teaching childbirth classes in my home, attending an occasional birth as Doula, breastfeeding Allison during my pregnancy, and very involved in my ward at church; serving as a visiting teacher and singing in the choir as well as running the weekly nursery for the toddlers in the ward two hours a week on Sundays.My husband was also serving as the Young Mens President and very busy with his career.

We were living the typical Mormon lifestyle of many families with young children.

I also found time to attend Park Days, Playdates, and Playgroups, hosted monthly La Leche League meetings in my little two bedroom Boulder Co. Apartment, and I was active in the Bradley Birth Educators Denver group.

I made time for cooking with whole foods, gardening with friends, tending various children in babysitting swaps, and I took care of a kindergartener in the mornings who attended afternoon school.

Whew!  I get tired just typing that out.

I continued to read a variety of books on Educational Philosophy and Theory.

Books read during this time include Inside American Education by Thomas Sowell, Educating for The New World Order by Beaverly Eakman, The Closing of The American Mind by Allen Bloom, and Dumbing us Down by John Taylor Gatto.

I also was conducting research on Psychiatry because I wanted to understand how that system of treatment had garnered so much power.  Although I desired to continue breastfeeding my baby, I had been court ordered to eat psychiatric meds after her birth and so during that time I found myself reading all sorts of expose’s on the true history of Psychiatric Treatment.  Peter Breggins books were the best!

When I read Cleon Skousens book The Naked Communist I began to get a much broader understanding of how Psychiatry functioned in American Society.  I also read Prophets, Principles and National Survival by Jerreld Newquist during this time and that amazing book, which had been endorsed by President Ezra T. Benson in General Conference, was a Rock Solid foundation of knowledge to build my Homeschooling Dreams on.

It was also during this time that I picked up several books on Unschooling at the Boulder Public Library.

I read The Teenage Liberation Handbook and some magazine articles on Unschooling.

I bought the Raymond and Dorothy Moore books Home Grown Kids and Better Late than Early.

These books added more fuel to my desire to keep my children unsullied by institutions.

Yet, despite all of my reading, for some strange reason I found it nearly impossible to discipline myself to sit down at the kitchen table with Shelly every day and work with her on reading, writing, and math.

I have witnessed this phenomenon with other homeschooling Moms.  We all enjoy reading, researching, talking, and theorizing the WHYS of Homeschooling, but the actual DOING seems to be much harder to do.

I am not sure if it is because we think we have to recreate the classroom at home (we don’t), or if we believe we have to spend six hours every day “teaching” (it only takes an hour or two to cover the fundamentals of reading, writing, and math with a reasonably intelligent elementary aged child), but I have observed that many parents get stuck and find it impossible to begin, even when they have hundreds of dollars of shiny new curriculum staring them in the face.  Perhaps especially when they have hundreds of dollars of shiny new curriculum looking back at them all beady eyed and threatening.

As to why this is, well, just look at the history of education in North America. There is a reason why Laura Ingalls and Anne Shirley were hired by their local school boards to teach the three R’s at the one room schoolhouse.

A woman can only do so much work in a given day.  And if she is pregnant, breastfeeding, and caring for infants during the night and chasing toddlers during the day, informing her that she ALSO has to spend 1,2,3, or 6 hours every day chained to her kitchen table teaching the children to read, write, and do math can feel like a death sentence.

Unschooling is a seduction because  it tricks the mother into thinking that she can have her cake and eat it too.

Meaning, she can keep her children away from toxic institutions but she does not have to bother with the nuts and bolts of the daily work of teaching.

I remember reading an essay by Diane Hopkins years ago titled What happens when unschooling becomes unparenting?

Reading this essay was an “ouch” moment for me.  I was happily engaged in my own daily work of breastfeeding, teaching childbirth, busy with church and community, and cooking, cleaning, laundry and dishes at home, but by adopting the label Unschooler, I had given myself an out with Shelly.  I believed that I did not have to spend one on one time with her because she was getting everything she needed from our “Lifestyle.”

And this is what I mean by “Seduction”.  It is easy for Mom to allow herself to believe that her child will be disciplined enough to take on the task of doing a daily math lesson, writing, and going from beginning reading to reading for pleasure without any sort of input from her.

We all have heard those stories of the child who picks up a book and begins reading at age three.  And the 2nd grader who knows calculus.  But my five children do not fit into any of those categories and after two years of what I would term my own “parental neglect” regarding her education, Paul found a book, Teach your child to read in 100 easy lessons, and finally took on the daily task of working with her and teaching her how to read.  He thought the unschooling philosophy was just a bunch of worthless hogwash and my strict marriage to it for a couple years was a real wedge in our relationship.

I have witnessed for years that those Mothers who “Live” on certain parenting forums are the ones screaming the loudest about Unschooling.  These women seem to have countless hours every day to spend on the computer chatting with other stay at home Moms about this and that, but they never seem to spend any time working with their kiddos on any formal curriculum.

They will use identifying monikers online like Eclectic Mommy, or Fabulous Unschooling Dad…etc and brag about how great it all is, but when you dig just a bit below the surface of these facades, sometimes you will meet a neglected, lonely little soul who would probably love to spend some one on one time with a parent doing some bookwork, especially when they are at the beginning of Homeschool adventures.

I do not mean to completely dump on unschooling.  I know that many families have achieved significant goals using this philosophy of learning and we all have different goals as families.

But my goals, our goals as a family, were to help our children prepare for a rigorous college experience.  As a confirmed bookworm, I also had set the goal to have a family of readers.

It is sort of hard to love reading if you cannot do it in the first place.  And I have observed that it takes about three years for my children to make it over the hump from reading being a chore to reading being for pleasure.

I get really sad when I talk to young moms who are enthusiastically talking up the virtues of Unschooling.  They always seem to have one daughter who is about four years old.  They have read all of the books, agreed with the theory and LOVE to talk Homeschool with anyone who will engage.

Then after a couple years some of these Moms are the very ones most likely to send the child to public school in frustration because the theory didn’t pan out.  What they need to know is that just an hour or two of daily structure will keep the homeschooling flame burning bright enough that they will not give up in frustration when the various wolves in the form of busybody neighbors, extended family, and CPS Social Workers are nipping at their heels.

Jenny Hatch

Read Uncommon Lore Part One: Introduction

Read Uncommon Lore Part Two: The Beginning

Diane Hopkins Blog: http://www.homeschooling.net/blog/

Uncommon Lore: The Beginning

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When I was expecting our oldest daughter Michelle in 1988 I read a book called Anything School Can Do You Can Do Better by a Mother of 13 children.

The mother in the biography used the Montessori philosophy in her home to teach her own children. This book was one that I picked up at the library. I had been planning to have a huge family since I was a young girl and was always drawn to books written by mothers who had a large brood of children. I cannot recall what it was about the book that spoke to my soul as I read it 25 years ago, but I do recall having the feeling that Homeschool was in my future.

When Michelle was born I remember making a comment to my sister about how she was NEVER going to attend public school. I now believe my attitude was mostly tied to traumatic events that happened to me in and around my participation in the Michigan Public School system during the early 70’s. I recently recovered memories of ritual abuse tied to my elementary school years. I remember being forced to commit heinous acts when I was in the third grade at Pattengill Elementary in Berkley Michigan. This would have been in and around 1976. I believe this trauma tied to my public school experience is directly tied to my desire to Homeschool my five children. If you attended this same school and remember weird incidents around your third grade year would you contact me at JennyMHatch@Yahoo.com? I am collecting information from that time in my life and am looking for corroborating evidence of what really happened. When I was hospitalized for suicidal overwhelm a year ago last January I was able to recover quite a bit of detail about what happened to me and my psychiatrist documented all of it in my patient files.

I will not take the time now to outline what I have remembered, as it is really bizarre, dark stuff, but I would like to say that these traumas are very much tied to my emotional illness and I believe contributed greatly to my overall emotional distress. I believe my older brother Dave, who died of a drug overdose, also was exposed to these same types of ritual abuse situations at the same school. And I will also say that those who were involved in the abuse went looking for children who were being raised in religious homes who had obvious signs of being sexually assaulted. I was programmed by my school abusers that if it ever appeared that I was finally getting truly well, that I be thrust into complete suicidal overwhelm to end it all. One of the things that came to me during that hospitalization and the weeks shortly after is that the people who did this wanted to discredit religion in general and large religious families in particular and so they targeted children from those homes for the various traumas that would bring on emotional illness and suicide. I am grateful for my good Bishop who played a pivotal role in helping me through some dark weeks around these memories being recovered, and also my Psychiatrist who was very helpful during the weeks of my hospitalization.

Anyway, this desire to never send my children to public school was a part of my being from the earliest days of my Mothering. I felt such a protective feeling towards my daughter that the thought of sending her to day care, to preschool, to kindergarten was not even an option. I even found it nearly impossible to leave her for a night to have a getaway with my husband. I believe many of us who choose to Homeschool have suffered from sexual assault and Ritual Abuse and feel extremely protective of our children. At least that is the feeling I get from my many years of participation in the various online chatrooms and support groups that I have been a part of.

When I lost my mind a few months after Michelle was born, I was not sure that I could have any more children, much less Homeschool or be involved in any sort of proactive lifestyle. I spent years on my couch doped on every psychiatric pill my doctor could legally prescribe and the last thing on my mind during that time was teaching my daughter. When she was two I found a psychiatrist who was willing to help me wean off the meds and as I worked my way through that labrinth of distress, I found myself turning back to educational pursuits and began reading books on early childhood education. I taught Michelle her alphabet and read Maria Montesorris books, Johns Holts epic books, as well as Rudolph Steiners books.

A few months before we conceived Allison we were living in Yellow Springs Ohio and I was introduced to Neil Flinders book Teach the Children, an Agency Approach to Education, which was the life work of a brilliant Mormon Educator. Paul and I had been attending an evening Institute class together and the teacher of the class told us about the book. I purchased the hard copy and over the next few years read the book cover to cover several times. This book had perhaps the most profound impact on my views around teaching my family. And We have used Dr. Flinders philosophy for almost all of the 23 years that have clicked by as we have nurtured our children.

I tend to be rather deliberate and hypervigilant when I conduct research, so I read EVERYTHING on education. These various books, learning methods, and philosophies had a huge impact on my views of my role as Mother/Teacher. When I was expecting Allison in 1991 I spent many hours in the Omaha Nebraska Library where we lived that summer and picked up many books on Education. Rudolph Fleschs book Why Johnny Can’t Read was perhaps the most influential during those months.

This foundational learning was extremely important as the day quickly approached when Michelle was old enough to attend public school and I would be expected to register her for Kindergarten.

Jenny Hatch

Read Part One: Uncommon Lore: Introduction

Uncommon Lore: Introduction

imageBen Homeschool CurriculumDownload a PDF of this Essay HERE for printing

So today, I am minding my own beeswax comfortably blogging about soccer and social networking about other “safe” topics like islamic terrorism when out of the blue I feel this overwhelming impression from Heavenly Father that he wants me to do a “From the HOMESCHOOLING Trenches” series of essays on my Blog.

Initial response to the prompting…”No Way…No FREAKING Way”.  Then I get this even stronger impression that someone, somewhere out in the hinterlands of the internet needs my words, insights, and thoughts to motivate them to take on this seemingly impossible task of teaching the kiddos themselves.

I really have not written much about our education adventures because school, like childbirth, is a minefield of neverending explosions of opinion, cat fights,  blog wars, chat room temper tantrums, and mommy blogging mud wrestling the likes of which civil society has never witnessed.

Bens books in his bedroom I experienced this rage during my oldest daughters first pregnancy 25 years ago, and while the climate for homeschooling is a little more tolerant today, the emotion, ego, and defensiveness on all sides of the educational spectrum continues on…

I have about zero desire to take a cannoball leap back into the digital pool as some sort of a child rearing educational expert on all topics relating to Homeschooling.  Yet, I have a near insatiable desire to listen when the Holy Spirit prompts, and hey, if the Master of the Universe believes I have something of value to offer to the Dialog around education, well, who I am to question HIM.

So this series will be tagged Uncommon Lore.  I will be writing for those families who are feeling the tug to do something else with their children scholastically.

I titled it Uncommon Lore simply because I plan to just cut to the chase and write what I really think, rather than waste any time attempting to write the words that will make me “fit” into a certain homeschooling philosophy or educational theory.

I also want to publicly rebuke, mock, and heckle the Common Core curriculums that have quietly been implemented around the states the past few years and a riff on Common Core with Uncommon Lore felt like a good way to tag this category.

So tune in often to read my essays on Homeschooling and if you are “the one” who needed to read my thoughts on this topic…curse yo…no did not mean to type that.  Its just that my life seems to be one big series of traumatic events tied to me opening my big fat mouth, and here we go AGAIN.

Anyway, food for thought…

My homeschooling friend Anette upon hearing that I was planning to send my children to the best public charter school in Colorado…

“Jenny, it would be better for you to lock yourself in your bedroom and let your children run wild for two years rather than send them to an institution”.

And from my friend Patricia who discovered that I was encouraging Jeffrey to drop out of that same charter to join the Marine Corps a few years back because he was sick of the Marxist indoctrination…

“Jenny, he will never be able to amount to ANYTHING if he does not get his diploma and go to college.”

So, these are two ends of the educational spectrum and I plan to share all sorts of thoughts on those ends and EVERYTHING in between.

Jenny Hatch