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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Gift



The best thing--the deepest, most lasting thing--that homeschooling has given my children is one another.

Tonight, as I prepared to send the oldest three off to bed after our reading time, Logan cast a long glance sideways at his big brother and sister.

"Do you think," he asked, "we could have a sleepover in Jo's room?"

Jo is the only member of our family who enjoys the privilege of her own bedroom. The four boys occupy what was once our master bedroom: Atticus in a single bed, Manolin in a crib and Logan and Oliver sharing a set of bunk beds. It is a decidedly unequal arrangement--four boys in one room, one girl in another--but this is what works for us.

Jo can feel left out of the fray, all alone when the boys are sharing hushed giggles across the hall as the lights go out. She is always eager to host one or two brothers in her room for the night. She says hearing them breathing is somehow more comforting than the sound of her clock ticking in the stillness.

My children--all five of them--are together all day. From sun up, when Manolin stamps his time card for rooster duty by crowing happily until one of the older boys stirs ... until sun down, when the last chapter has been read and the oldest three make their way up the stairs ... they are together. They are side by side as they unravel math problems. They are draped over one another as they read. They are being throttled by a toy truck as they try to build with Lincoln Logs.

Always, there is someone else. A sibling.

Personal space is precious in our house. There is no bus ride to a place where you might happen upon your sister in the hall and be able to pass her by. There is no separate life that intersects only at mealtimes. The same five people are constantly rubbing against one another, telling the same jokes, struggling with the same character flaws, testing the same buttons. A room of one's own must seem like an oasis, a set apart place to shake off the hurts and blisters of a day spent being jostled and questioned by younger brothers.

A person really couldn't blame Jo for drawing the line. For staking her claim. For protecting the small slice of the world that she inhabits alone.

After Logan's question, Jo threw her arm over her brother's shoulders. She is so tall now, so slim and feminine when compared to the lanky, Great Dane puppy of a 7 year-old that is Logan. Her head flopped over against his, their hair color a perfect complement but nowhere near a match.

"Can they, Mom?" she asked, throwing me puppy dog eyes.

I looked at Atticus and saw him cracking his Kid in a Candy Store grin.

"Let me grab your pillows and blankets," I told them, without reservation.

This is what I want my children to remember: a warm summery day giving way to a cool, slightly damp night. The sound of a fan humming downstairs. Jo draping herself half off her bed to talk as the night grows dark. The feel of a cool sheets spread out on the floor. A joke about bears and rabbits. Logan dropping off to sleep in spite of himself. The nightlight casting a barely-there glow across a pink room.

And each other. Always, each other.

This is the precious gift that homeschooling gives to children: the simple act of growing up in the arms of the people who love you. No barriers. No separation. Just togetherness, and the easy-going comfort that comes with truly knowing someone inside and out.

16 comments:

Hall Family said...

I agree! That is one of the best things about us homeschooling too!

Rachel said...

Exactly the vibe in our house! And I agree--the sibling closeness is the biggest gift of our homeschooling.

Fatcat said...

Yes! We have that here too!

I'd love to quote a little bit of what you've said and link it on my blog. You say it so much better than I could.

Luke said...

Beautiful. Truly beautiful.

~Luke

April said...

What a beautiful post! The benefits to homeschooling are multi-faceted.

Hope said...

Stop it! Stop it! You are going to talk me into homeschooling! =)

I'm one of those 'on the fence people,' so I have to read your blog only occasionally so that I won't be persuaded. =)

knit1kids4 said...

Oh I needed to read that today... we are having some rough sibling stuff today. Normally I feel like you, but not today. Thanks for reminding me they are not all like this.

Mama JJ said...

Such an excellent post. I've been doing a lot of thinking about homeschooling (and writing, too), so this is more fuel for my fire. Thanks!

Jenn @ A Country Girl's Ramblings said...

Loved This!!! Absolutely one of the best things about homeschooling!

Tiffany said...

Yes! This is what you just can't explain to an outsider...the "life" you get in return for taking on the extra responsibilities of teaching your own. Great post!

Anonymous said...

What a beautifully written post. It is a gift and that is one of my favorite things about homeschooling. Although there are moments... ;)

Linda
mompotter

Sharon said...

What a beautiful picture of a family. Memories to treasure.

Kim & Dave said...

Yes, beautiful!!!!

mom said...

Reading this reminded me much of my daughter who had a room to herself for many years since it seemed that the only siblings that kept arriving were brothers.

Even as they begin to grow up and leave home, there remains a special sibling bond that has come from years of spending quantities of time together through homeschooling. There's only one word to really describe it...PRICELESS! :-)

Thanks for sharing!

Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

The Beaver Bunch said...

Precious. I pray my kids still love each other when they are teenagers. Haha, I'm kidding...sorta.

Sandi said...

Love this post.

I love that my kids are best friends...there is nothing quite like it.

And that rocks about your diapers. I cloth too and love it.