Category: Education


I can remember the reactions I saw from various friends and family members when I spoke about my intention to homeschool my son. There were those who just answered with silence. Some raised their eyebrows, looked at each other and sniggered like they were sharing an inside joke. Others were genuinely interested and supported my decision. Then there were those who seemed to take it as an attack on their choice to send their children to school or as an attack on the state/federal/Islamic school system and immediately went on the defensive on why homeschooling was not a good idea not just for themselves but for me, too.

I started attending a homeschooling playgroup and met a group of wonderful mothers. We were all so different & from a myriad of backgrounds yet united in our decision to school our children at home. Information and advice was passed back and forth without hesitation and the children were happy to share their favourite toys during free play time. I was truly blessed by knowing these people.

Then came Year 1 and under pressure from family, I decided against continuing my homeschooling. I was reluctant to tell my homeschooling friends of my plans for the new year. I was sure I would be met with the same reactions as the schooling parents. I misjudged and underestimated my homeschooling friends. They did not attack, ridicule or offend me. They listened, sympathised and not once judged me.

I was invited to continue attending the playgroup since I still had younger children who technically I *was* still homeschooling but I felt I had best leave the space for a true homeschooling family. I was touched by their ongoing support and even if they disagreed with my decision or thought I was making a mistake, they never once made me feel inadequate as a parent or as an educator of my children. I even called one mother who is a qualified teacher and racked her brain with my saga about which school to choose for my son.
I haven’t kept in contact with them through no fault but my own laziness and part of me is embarrassed that I didn’t have the fortitude to keep up with schooling at home.

The homeschooling parents I know are confident in their choice of education for their children so don’t need to ridicule or belittle anyone or feel they have to defend their decision (unless of course they get asked that dreaded socialisation question!)

This is why I love them.

Dear Girl Who is Teasing My Son*,

Let me give you a quick lesson in biology. My son is of Indian descent which means his body type can only be one of two: Twiggy skinny or Buddha fat. Sorry – there are no in betweens. Yes, he is a skinny boy and it isn’t for lack of exercise or lack of eating. This is just the way his body is. He cannot help that his legs are skinny.

You on the other hand CAN help the fact that you are being a big meanie and purposely hurting his feelings for goodness knows what reason. I can only deduce that you have very low self esteem and it gives you great pleasure in making others feel as awful about themselves as you feel about yourself.

Trust me when you reach puberty you will be WISHING to high heaven you had legs like my son’s. AHAHAHAHA!

So give it a rest, girlie.

Yours every so sweetly,

The scarf lady who will be staring daggers at you from now on.

P.S. Your bum looks big in that.

*AKA stupid nasty piece of work

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