My Father Was A Professional Golf Caddy For The P.g Essay

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When I was ten years old, I still could not read. My father was a professional golf caddy for the P.G.A. Tour, so my family traveled state to state in a motorhome for nine months out of the year, following the golf tournaments. This meant that my parents had no choice but to homeschool my two younger brothers and me. Yet, my inability to read was not a result of incompetence or an educational failure, but rather my parents’ belief in an extreme interpretation of the Waldorf Education approach to learning. This belief claimed that a child would learn to read naturally in the same way a child learns to talk: that through exposure and time they would read when ready. Thus my schooling, up to that point, consisted of playing, making arts and crafts, and learning on field trips throughout the United States. My childhood was euphoric, and, in many ways, was a beautiful way to grow up. Whether this teaching method was genius or sheer idiocy I am unsure, but, in my case, it worked. At age ten, I struggled to read basic children’s books, but, by the age of twelve, I was reading at a college level. However, this rapture eased when I was thirteen and my parents got divorsed. Around the time my parents separated, I was given a choice of going to public school or remaining homeschooled with my mother. Compared to my public school friends, I was relatively uninformed, which convinced me that my education up to that point was inadequate. I was scared about what would happen if I…

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