I love homeschooling. I love homeschooling. I love homeschooling.
I’m trying to believe that this afternoon.
Today is one of those days when I really need to remind myself why I homeschool. My daughter, who really hates anything to do with books - especially if it looks like homework - is learning her multiplication tables. We’ve cried, we’ve fussed, we’ve even raised our voices on this issue. She is determined NOT to learn it and I am determined that she will.
She’s lost her TV priviledges and now her computer priviledges and I’m at a loss as to what I can take away next. But, I’m determined that she do the work.
I was reminded the other night that we can lead a horse to water. We can put her nose in the water. We can open her mouth. We can even force the water down her throat. But, we can’t make her swallow. And even if we somehow get her to swallow, we can’t make her keep it down.
And so, I ask myself once again WHY I do this. Why do I ‘fight’ with my children to make them learn this stuff? Why is it so easy to get caught in this trap?
I know the importance of her learning her multiplication tables. She doesn’t yet. She doesn’t understand why she needs to know this stuff.
I know she is smart enough to learn it and learn it quickly if she would just do it. The problem is that she doesn’t WANT to learn it. And so she has this block against really ‘getting it’.
I’ve seen it happen too many times in my children’s lives. They get it when they want to get it. They get it when they need it.
I’m reminded of when my son refused to learn to tie his shoes. And again when he refused to practice his handwriting. In both cases, we fussed and fought and argued and got upset and ruined our day all over tying shoes and handwriting. In the end, I realized that I could not FORCE him to do anything.
Now, my son can both tie his shoes and his handwriting is much better. Why? Because he finally saw the need to learn it. He WANTED to learn it.
When his younger sister learned to tie her shoes, he didn’t want to be outdone. He immediately learned to tie his shoes.
When he was around other children in Sunday School who were writing much neater than he could, he came home and asked me to buy him a handwriting book. When the book came in he was happy to sit down and practice his handwriting.
He knew why he needed to learn it. He was ready to learn it. He wanted to learn it. No more fighting.
So, why do I feel like I’m not doing ‘my job’ if I don’t ‘MAKE’ her learn her multiplication tables? I KNOW that she is not a better person for knowing her multiplication tables. She’s not even a smarter person just because she knows her multiplication tables. And I know that when she needs to know her multiplication tables in order to do something that she wants to accomplish, she will learn them.
I think I feel it’s my job because it’s what our society has trained us to think. My ‘real job’ is to teach her to love to learn. And to teach her that she CAN do anything she wants to do - she is the master and creator of her life. She has all the power she needs inside herself because she is a child of God. I am to teach her where to find the answers to anything in life and teach her to want to learn. The motivation to learn will come when she needs it - as long as I don’t kill her spirit.
This morning, I think I killed a little of her spirit. And I know it didn’t do my spirit much good. There’s more to life than multiplication tables. And if she needs them, she’ll figure them out. Because she knows that she can do anything she wants to do when she puts her mind to it. And if I know her, like I know her, it will all click with her really soon - as soon as I get off her back and quit ‘making’ her do it. Because as soon as I force her to do it, she turns off that part of her brain.
It’s so easy to get caught up in the battle. And forget to see it through love. I love her more than I love being right. Our relationship is much more important than her learning her multiplication tables. So, once again, the teacher has learned more than the student. 