Filling out applications to have our homeschooled students admitted to highly competitive programs is NOT a tea-time activity. No, you need something much stiffer than a decaf Earl Grey to get through it. All the odds are stacked against us because we are not daily inhabitants of this strange, bureaucratic world of bubble forms, approval letters, and gratuitous rubber-stamping. We are a feral group with merit-driven instincts so all of the forms, forms, forms seem downright confounding.
So, imagine my surprise when my 13 year old was accepted to Stanford University's High School Program.
Delighted? Oh, yeah. It will demand much from him. He will grow and he will meet peers. I am doing cartwheels!!
Yet, every time one of my students accomplishes something big, I have a twinge of worry mixed with the pride and gratitude. Why? I know that home school students are pushing history. As more kids who have never stepped into a state conditioning center accomplish great things, we risk triggering an unravelling of the myth of public education. The closer we come to it, the more our freedom is at risk.
For now, I am toasting Andy's success and will get down to the hard work of preparing him for the challenge and figuring out a way to pay for it (!)
Nice job, Andy Vic!
My Stanford man is wearing orange below .....