Personal Narrative: If I Were Home Schooled Me

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Ever since kindergarten, my mother home schooled me. In the 10th grade I attended Lafayette Christian Academy. After that year, I returned to homeschooling for my junior year – my final year of high school. Kindergarten through eighth grade was taught by my mom or classes that I watched on DVD. But once I got high school, I attended classes in town at various locations. As a homeschooler, people would ask me, "How do you socialize?" or, "How do you do anything extracurricular?" All of these questions boggled my mind. There was never a day in my life that I stayed home the whole day. It was always in my best interest to complete my lessons before a certain time of the day. As far as extracurricular activities, I attended a sewing course instituted by Suzette Russo. I also attended a co-op where I enrolled in a cooking class, Spanish class, science class, and finance class. All of these places allowed me to meet hundreds of people over the years. I had church friends, ballet and karate friends, and just people I met along the way.
Because I was not required to follow a daily, rigid schedule, this allowed me the freedom and responsibility of getting my work done in the timely fashion but also having the
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I believe literature can open doors to a whole new world that maybe none of them have ever dreamed could exist. I want students to open their minds and think harder than they ever have before. Once they have those deep thoughts, I want to see them put those things on paper in an organized way. I want them to be proud of their ability to think deeply. I want them to value their rights to think, speak, write with honesty, and live with integrity. Once student are in my classroom, I never want them to know what to expect. Every day is a new day and the only direction you can go is forward. Every day is an opportunity, and every moment is a

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