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School and Home School


 Oh my. I don't have time to write this. So it will be as follows:
 
1. What is school for? I think that Seth has a good grasp on this at the bottom, see [1]

2. There's an ongoing debate about homeschooling vs. public schooling.

3. I agree with most things about home schooling. Which is why I take the view that my kids are home schooled 5 days a week, from 3pm to 9pm, on the weekends, and all of their vacation time.

4. Home schooling should feel like art, it's enjoyable (largely), so don't worry about overloading the tone of "school" in it.

5. Everyone's situation is different: (a) Some of us have checks coming to us from the government that give us all day to do as we please. (b) Some of us have to work long hours every day to survive. (c) Some of us have a spouse that gives us all day to do with as we please. (d) Some of us are the spouse that gives the other all day to do as they please. etc.

6. Thus, our ideals aren't applicable to everyone.

7. Those who can lead their ideal life of home schooling, the ones that I know anyhow, are quite idealistic. They'd like to dismantle the current school system, entirely if they could.

8. QUESTION: Is it easier, as a long term goal for improvement of education to get involved into the school system, at the risk of sounding redundant where there's already a system in place? Or is it more beneficial to exit it entirely and start your own whole new method? - Keep in mind the multitude of gears that are interconnected in society with school, mostly parents work schedule in relation to school. You'd have to redesign all of that for a whole new system. All the office jobs downtown, the night shift workers, etc. etc.

Side note, getting involved in school may mean doing something uncomfortable. Staying home provides lots of comfort.

[1]: https://seths.blog/2009/01/super-bowl-laziness/

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