This dashing young man was inducted into Phi Theta Kappa last night. Not only that, but he is the Co-President, like his brother before him.
In our house, PTK also stands for Punch That Kid. You know, because of this.
(If you haven’t read them yet, you should pause and go take a look now. Then share them with a friend who needs to read them.)
Keep in mind that both “Edison” and “Non-Traditional Student” are euphemisms for I-Really-Want-To-Throat-Punch-This-Kid-Who-Won’t-Do-His-Darn-Schoolwork.
Today? I never have to remind him to do his school work. He is driven, determined and self-motivated. All of that energy he spent trying to avoid work? He now puts into work.
Homeschooling really is a grand experiment. My grandma was very concerned about the idea of us homeschooling our kids. Especially when we took a non-traditional, non-regimented approach.
I can remember my grandma having a serious talk with me when Adalia was six. We used the Montessori approach of having kids learn the letter sounds before the letter names. When we read her alphabet books we always called the letters by their sound rather than name.
“I just don’t understand,” my grandma said to me one day. “Any kindergartener can sing the alphabet song but Adalia is six and can’t!”
No, she couldn’t.
But she could read fluently (and now she can definitely sing the alphabet song).
And now all, all of my children can read.
And better than that? They all love to read, which is arguably more important.
I suppose a part of me will always be sad that I didn’t get to homeschool all of my children, all the way through. It has been such a fun, amazing, inspiring, challenging and (finally) rewarding experience for everyone.
Enoch has one more year of community college (and high school) ahead of him and then it is on to bigger and better things. For now, I am enjoying these teen years and am every so grateful that no one was punched last night.