I generally don’t like people too much because of some of the very same things you posted in this blog. So, rather than speak up, I have become a hermit and avoid people at all costs. I used to be a “social butterfly”. I could get along with anyone, loved people, loved visiting, loved getting together with “friends”. But, I began being vocal about some of those behaviors, and learned that I had no friends. I should mind my own business, I shouldn’t tell my friend’s child (whom is not being watched by said friend) that he shouldn’t tease the lion because it will get him all mad and he could hurt the trainer; keep in mind that this was not said to my face btw, but to another “friend”. Control your child and I wouldn’t have to do it for you .

I thought that homeschool would make my life easier, but I guess I see that idiots exist in all walks of life.

It’s simple people; follow the dang rules! They exist for a reason!

[stepping off my soapbox now ]

You were so correct! I am such a dummy. I should really lose my certificate for being this dumb. I mean really, if I have to ask questions that are this stupid,( and it matters not how respectful I am), I deserve to be put in my place. I thank you for your willingness to take the time to show me how smart people think, and I only hope that one day I will come close to being able to enlighten others as you have enlightened me. If I were not a logical person, I might take your comments emotionally, but I know that lessons can be learned at any part of the walk we take through life, and listening to the truth, no matter its harshness, is only for the weak. I will not be weak! I will take your words, imbed them in my mind, know they come from a fountain of brilliance, be aware that there is no correct time or place to dish out what I now know (through you) humanity needs. Humanity needs more hostility, more anger, less tolerance, less self filtering, more displaced negative emotions, more attacking, and less understanding, less walking in the shoes of others, less intrinsic desire to consider the consequesnces of actions. There are but a chosen few who really know the answers and what IT is all about, and you….well you…..you are NEO, you can change the matrix!!!

You should be commended on your fine customer service. I began to view you as the Great Oz behind your curtain of wisdom, knowing you would lead me until………until………So many other people looked behind your curtain…………..and you reacted with such emotion at having been found out that you felt it necessary to throw negative energy at us. I thought you were lead by logic…what happened? A logical person does not lower himself with ad hominems; he accepts that he is beyond others and allows the peasants to be as they are: blissfully stupid. Why, why, why did you reach down to us and shatter our faulty reality? We were stupid, but surviving. You couldn’t be happy just looking down upon us knowing there was no hope for us; we are not the chosen.

I saw that you are caught up in your self serving fantasy, as was Oz himself.
After awhile, nobody gave any attention to the man behind the curtain.
Take a healthy dose of your own medicine little one. Rant and rave, twist and shout; you will get no response from me.

And take some advice from Billy Joel———–

There’s a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl
And he’s always at home with his back to the wall.
He’s proud of the scars and the battles he’s lost
He struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

Give a moment or two to the angry young man
With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand
He’s been stabbed in the back, he’s been misunderstood
It’s a comfort to know his intentions are good
He sits in a room with a lock on the door
With his maps and his medals laid out of the floor
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.

I believe I’ve passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage,
I’ve found that just surviving was a noble fight
I once believed in causes too, had my pointless point of view
Life went on no matter who was right or wrong.

And there’s always a place for the angry young man
With his fist in the air and his head in the sand
He’s never been able to learn from mistakes
He can’t understand why his heart always breaks
His honor is pure, and his courage as well
He’s fair and he’s true, and he’s boring as hell
And he’ll go to his grave as an angry old man.

I don’t homeschool. Partly, it is because the public schools in our town are phenominal. Partly, it is because I don’t brlieve I could do as good a job as our schools. Hats off to those of you eho are up for the challenge!

Partly, it is because both my husband and I have a calling for our respective careers. I could as soon lose a limb as give up my pursuit of art. And partly, it is because if We had to make due with one income for the duration of my kids’s childhood, I would be sick with anxiety. As in go-to-the-doctor-for-medication sick. I have to know that we could weather a tree falling into our kitchen. (Although that possibility has now been cut down. Poor old ailing oak. )

I have nothing but admiration for those of you willing to go through with homeschooling. And, too, for those of you who for whatever reason didn’t even really have a choice in the matter. I know that sometimes homeschooling is sometimes not just the best option, but the only option.