August 18th, 2011 was my first day being homeschooled. As soon as I woke up I went and sat on the couch to watch some television with my brothers and the first thing that comes out of my dads’ mouth is “What do you think you’re doing watching tv? It’s a school day.” Good morning to you to Dad. So I sit down and have breakfast and my mom says “We have a meeting at nine o’clock sharp!” so of course it’s already like eight thirty and I’m going as slow as possible. Then I get dressed in my “first day of school outfit” which would be totally against the dress code at my old school: makeup, tank top, jeans ripped above the knee, and sandals.  My mom takes my picture. So we end up having our “meeting” around nine fifty and I’m sitting on the ground when my mom says “Dont forget we have some of the cutest boys at this school”.

How could I not agree?? But I think I might be too old for them. So anyways my Mom, Mrs.Mom, and I start our meeting and I get working. It was soo easy! I reviewed some math on www.aleks.com I got working on some science and social studies on www..brainpop.com!  I’ve even started reading my first book! Speaking of the book, occasionally I will be posting a book review so look out for those.  I have my official meeting with my E.S this week when I get some workbooks and take another assessment test and once again I can’t wait.Other then that it was a fantastic day that went by super fast.

When I think of home school I think of being at home with my family and learning either online or out of a boring textbook without a teacher. But boy was I proven wrong. Around a month after school was out my mom started talking to me more about the “school” I would be learning from. She told me that I would be meeting with an E.S (educational supervisor) once a month to check up on me and make sure I was meeting my educational standards. When my mom told me I was going to be meeting with my “teacher” soon I was pretty scared. A few thoughts ran through my head “Will she be nice?” “Will she be mean?” “Will she be awesome?” When I met her to figure out what we would be doing throughout my home schooling year she was simply amazing! She was totally cool and was super nice. She pretty much told me that as long as I was turning in my work and was staying on task she was cool and that if  ever had a problem with what she says or what I’m learning to just tell her. By the end of the meeting I had already decided on my classes, such as Spanish 1, Acting and Sewing! I couldn’t wait to see her for our next meeting.

So my thoughts for this year? I can’t wait!!!Being home schooled also allows me to do one of the things I love most. Act! Now I don’t have to worry about any make-up work considering I’ll never really have homework.  I’m super excited for this next year, I now have so many opportunities to act, sing, and just plain ol’ hang out with my friends.

Being a teenage girl there are many things you look forward to such as boyfriends, dances, getting out of junior high, boyfriends, makeup, friends, shopping (without a chaperone), oh and did I mention boyfriends? But sometimes that just doesn’t happen the way you imagine it. This last year my mom told me she decided that she wanted to home school me. Hoping that it wasn’t a definite decision I didn’t take it as a problem. But them my mom started doing what most moms do best… talking. One day she met with her friend who was already into the homeschooling thing and started chatting about it, by the end of the day my mom was positive she wanted to home school my brother and I. She explained to me that being homeschooled wasnt going to be so bad considering that I would

1. Have no homework.

2. Have way more free time to hang out with my friends after they were out of school.

3. Take classes that I would never get an opportunity to take in regular school.

4. Have the ability to choose how I want to learn.

5. Have one on one time to learn.

After explaining that to me I just had to agree. How could I not be excited at the idea of not having homework? Or being able to take classes on whatever I wanted? I was excited but also a little sad that I wouldn’t be able to see my friends every day.

The next week I told my friends M.S, M.C, and M.B about me being homeschooled and let me tell you they were pretty unhappy. M.B and M.C weren’t to upset… but M.S was pretty sad that I was leaving. None of them expected this and couldn’t hold back the surprise and some of the sadness. By the last week of school I could tell M.S was pretty glum about me leaving. I mean I couldn’t blame her, I was pretty sad about going too. She would ask me every day if I had to go and every time I would answer her “yep, I’m sure but don’t worry it wont be that bad I’ll keep visiting.” So the final week went by and in no time at all yearbooks were being signed and goodbyes were going around the school. Last day of school M.S presented me with a unicorn pillow-pet telling me that it was my going away present. I carried it around all day. Around the last 15 minutes of seventh grade M.S started crying and it was a domino effect. As soon as she started crying I did then M.C then a couple of others and so on. I spent my last minutes of school either being hugged or having my picture taken by my friends. Then the countdown started… “10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1!! School’s out!” and the final hug was given. At the end of the day I walked off campus looking at a picture of my friends and anticipating a new beginning.