Not looking back in anger


I’m not doing anything much in particular today but reading and blogging. I’m reading through WordPress and browsing blogs when I realize that a very old post of mine keeps getting hits. This article is old, so I reread it. And it stirred up some old emotions. Then I thought I should probably update the scenario.

The post was entitled, “When my son said they make me feel stupid” and my decision to want to try homeschooling. Well, my homeschooling-charter-school-blended learning-education thing for my son didn’t work.

Don’t look back in anger. Oh well…so Sally can wait.

As an educator, I thought I was doing what was best for my son at the time. As a single parent, my Christian values, wanted to do right for him. And my ego was bent out of shape.

The first year I tried a technology school, he suffered. The teacher tried her best but the system was awful. My son’s academics still suffered. And I was tired. The second year, he all but failed two courses with a newbie teacher, who wasn’t quite on top of things. I was angry at the school, mad at his teacher, and mad at myself.

I finally asked him what he wanted, and he asked to go back to public school.

I moved out of district and he attended a pretty good school. (I work at a middle school and I refused to bring him to the school where I worked.

  • One – he was the same age as the students I taught at the time.
  • Two – how unfair would it be for him to be known as that teacher’s son.
  • Three – I didn’t trust any of my co-workers who would be assigned his teachers.
  • Four – my principal said I could place him whomever’s classrooms at my choosing.
  • Five – those teachers weren’t teaching his grade level at the time).

Nonetheless, he flourished at his new school. His grades improved. He made lots of new friends and his reading improved to grade level. He was happy. That’s all I ever really wanted.

Now that my Man-Child is doing much better academically, socially and emotionally, I have a new set of challenges to worry about where he is concerned. Adolescence. Oh boy….

How do I transition into single-parenting a teen now?