|PJ, happy U.D. high school grad|
Sheridan, Rosie and Julie were different. For a variety of reasons, when they were high school juniors they flew the Upper Dublin coop. Sher had music conservatory on his radar screen; to that end he was spending six hours a day composing and practicing—on top of a regular school schedule. Rosie was in Thailand as a junior, and returned to the States a different person—or at least, not a person thrilled by pep rallies and locker decorating. Julie was restless, dreaming of travel and work and more of an independent life. In each case, we agreed to pull them out of school for home education.
|Julie in London|
Yesterday I accompanied Jules for her annual portfolio review. Her homeschool evaluator looked over all of her year’s work and pronounced it complete. Now it will go to the school district for another examination. Julie is bubbling over with plans for her senior year—a trip to Italy, Chemistry at community college, 25 books to read. If her experience is like her siblings', she’ll get into a good college with no problem.
However they’ve been schooled, they are on their way. Responding to learning in their own styles. One by one on the launch pad, eager to jump into the rest of their lives.