Classroom Genesis

“We are building a classroom at the bottom of our garden.”

I said that statement recently to a person I didn’t know and who I knew had no idea we are a home-schooling family. It was in response to her query about my use of the last school holidays. I braced myself for the requisite “why are you doing that, why are you home-schooling, are you mad?” inquisition followed rapidly by the usual excuses as to why they would find it too difficult (By the way, if you ever feel the need to do this, you soooo don’t need to apologise to me I really don’t care two hoots about your educational choices for your own children I imagine you put some thought into it and went with what suited your little ones best. I imagine if the thought to home-school even crossed your mind you dismissed it because you knew it would cause your whole family more stress than it was worth or you knew in your heart you children would be miserable. I know this because that’s the thoughts we have about school and that’s the reason we don’t go, not, big not, because we believe it is the best and only way to educate a child)

Anyway this women just paused for a nanosecond, said “Oh ok” with a small shrug of the shoulders and carried on with her conversation about the sales, I think. Apparently backyard classroom building is common place and I should really stress less about talking to people.

Classroom building is sparky.

We also have no working lights in the school room yet so big sparky tools are being used in the dark, emergency waiting room here we come!

Notice my Dad is helping us again, isn’t he cool, he is the King of Construction. If it wasn’t for Dad we would be living in a plastic wall panelled homage to the bad parts of the 70’s. Now we dwell in a perpetual construction zone….um….yay….