My son and I began our homeschooling journey today. Or rather resumed. Since he went to public school for one and a half years, we have much catching up to do. And one of the first items on my ‘to do’ list is to undo some of the damage which occurred while he was under the tutelage of his publicly funded education.
One of these items is to bring back a sense of neatness to his work. Apparently they don’t much care in school about that, which I find flabbergasting to be honest. But nope, they didn’t give a moments interest whether the turned in work was neat and clean or a total mess. I find that incomprehensible but not surprising. After all, when Missy left her private school to homeschool with me, her mathwork was a disaster. The messiness wasn’t just unsightly but it was a problem too. Because of the mess, she made mistakes that would have been avoided had she been taught to be neat and careful.
Amidst many tears, trembling lower lips, and much pouting, I kept insisting, and showing her what I expected of her. And after a few days she saw for herself how good she really was when she stayed neat and tidy. Today, I am proud to say, her math workbooks are a treat to behold. I think I’ll take a picture to show you.
Now it is Bear’s turn. I don’t accept sloppy work. He will, just as his big sister did, find out, that sloppy work results in twice as much work, because he’ll just have to do it all over again. I know this sounds harsh, and I must tread gently and not compare him to his sister. But I expect him to work at his best level.