As soon as we have finished the last of the PACES of our son’s Level 1 curriculum, we got our bags packed and psyched ourselves to a wonderful family time in Davao and Surigao. It was my first time to meet my husband’s relatives who are based in the province. Since our son’s birthday was but a few days away, my husband and I thought it would be nice for Jed to have a little party with his cousins.
My family and I just got back from RPG (Repentance, Purity, Godliness) Metanoia Summer Youth Camp held in Mt. Peniel Prayer Mountain and Campsite this weekend. Tomorrow we will fly to Davao with the rest of the hubby’s mom, sister, niece, aunt, uncle, cousin and nephews. I know we’re quite a bunch and we’re looking forward to see more of the hubby’s clan when we get to Davao and Surigao this coming week.
To say that parenting these days can be challenging is an understatement. It is tough. You can come to your wit’s end and you still won’t be able to figure it out. We can always throw in our own parenting skills. But a child, when he is able to think for himself, he’ll choose what he will and eventually do what he wants in his life.
My son’s “official” graduation from ABC’s with Ace and Christi is slated on April 5, 2011. My folks and I are going to witness him go up the stage again with his fellow homeschoolers. For those who are not familiar with homeschooling here in the Philippines, I mentioned “official” in the first part of this entry because, technically, my son is already in Level 1/ Grade 1 of The School of Tomorrow‘s system (ACE- Accelerated Christian Education). Since we are homeschoolers, graduation is only done on a yearly basis. So we have to wait for that schedule to be able to “officially” graduate.
If there is anything I hope to be more of to benefit our son during our homeschool time is for me to be more creative. Even if I am a Licensed Professional Teacher, I never really got to use my license in teaching in a real school. Good thing the School of Tomorrow is practically fool proof, so it works just fine to clueless Teacher Mamas like me.
Grateful. That is how my family and I feel for having finally hired a reliable helper. This has allowed for us to focus more on homeschooling during our class. Since 2009, when we started homeschooling, I would swing from my son’s homeschool nook to the kitchen and back again. Being the only person to take care of our meal, lunch has to be prepared in between classes.
The plan was for us to resume class first week of January. That was not very feasible as I welcomed the New Year with “pink eyes” no less. So to be cautious and make sure I don’t infect anyone with a possible contagious conjunctivitis, we resolved to resume next week instead.
It was last week when we originally planned to jump start first few classes in Level 1. Never mind if the holidays are fast approaching. But Teacher Mama got sick with Acute Gastroenteritis. I seriously was not keeping anything down for two days. It was then that we resolved to resuming classes in January 2011 instead, with the rest of the traditional school going masses.
My son is all set for tomorrow’s Living Heritage Academy’s Annual Homeschool Fellowship. He said he is especially looking forward to seeing Tiffany again. She was the girl our son bonded with during their graduation rehearsals last year. I was on to get more shocked when he followed it up with, “Mama, I want Tiffany to be my wife. She is so beautiful!” He said this as a matter of factly, that if I wasn’t lying down in bed that time, I would have fell right off from wherever it was I was standing! My son! 🙂
When some frown towards the choice I have made of not making use of my license to teach in a traditional school, I am never embarrassed to stand up for what I believe in. I never insist my choices on anyone, so I somehow expect them to respect my chosen career. At first, some were blatantly and arrogantly against homeschooling. But as the months progressed to years and have seen how competent my son is paralleled to traditional schooled preschoolers, they knew they just have to keep mum and agree in their heads that there must be something I’m doing right.