Tales of Tenth Grade

School. A daily climb of Mount Everest. The days are long; the work is plentiful.  On occasion, we hide from terrorists; we are taught that this is acceptable. W e learn — w e study, although will it last?  Dates, formulas, it is all forgotten; retention seems like a thing of the past. Information in my bra in gone rotten. RING! The alarm shouts;  it is 6 a.m.! Sleep deprived but I still head off to school. I have a test? No! I lost so much R.E.M.! I was up doing homework, life is cruel. Despite my love for learning, I admit,  sometimes it would be easier to quit. 

*Disclaimer: Most of the information presented here comes from my personal experience.  Everyone has a different experience in homeschooling and I can’t speak for every homeschooler out there! I was homeschooled in Florida from 1st to 6th grade.  When I moved to Sparta and immediately started public middle school, it was quite a change.  I had to adapt to a different workload, a longer school day, a new environment, and even receiving grades for the first time. Upon revealing that it was my first year in public school to my new Spartan friends, I was met with a lot of the same questions. Most of these questions were based on myths that I've come across time and time again, so I'm here to debunk them once and for all. Most people think that homeschoolers’ parents act as teachers in a school would, being extremely involved in their child's work as well as being their primary source of knowledge. In fact, upon googling the keyword “homeschooling,” almost every im...