EDITOR'S NOTE: It comes as no surprise to hear that going to high school is not everyone's idea of a good way to spend time. But this need not be a negative choice -- indeed, for some students, the alternative afforded by home schooling can be a life saver. PNS Commentator Megan Moss, 15, is currently homeschooling and attending Chabot Community College in Hayward, CA.
I hated high school.
For the first half of freshman year, I capitalized on my stomach problems to get me out of school. After that stopped working, I wished some life-threatening illness would come and save me.
I was tired of being caged, of being depressed, of feeling like nothing because I would rather read than talk to some guy. I spent every day on the Internet, looking up alternatives to public school. Finally I came across a homeschool website. I fell in love.
For someone who does not do well in crowds, Castro Valley High was the wrong school. It had 2,000 students, and the campus was in no way equipped to handle them -- you didn't walk down the halls, you were "carried" by the river of people.
In a school that big, you'd think it would be easy to find friends. It wasn't -- especially if you prefer to hang out with older people. Everyone seemed to ask the same question when picking friends -- are they above me or below me on the social ladder? I guess I was below.
Overcrowded classes meant teachers spent more time yelling, "Stop talking and turn around!" than actually teaching. I wanted to learn, but I was so bored, I managed to miss any lessons they were able to fit in.
My homework hardly ever got done, because I didn't want to waste time at home as I did at school. Home was my place to do what school was preventing me from doing: learnING something useful.
So I searched for the best way to get out of high school. On websites, I read about home schooling, and it sounded amazing. Like learning about ecology by watching your garden grow. Or learning fractions from recipes. Learning about the real world in the real world seemed like a novel idea I decided I wanted more than a standard education. I wanted to know useful things, like how to balance a checkbook or do taxes, instead of sitting in a classroom with the football coach shouting something about quadrilaterals.
I signed up for three online newsletters and telephoned people for information. I read "The Teenage Liberation Handbook" by Grace Llewellyn (I love the title; it strikes such fear in the hearts of adults). Everyone was open and helpful, and I began to think I might be able to create the life I wanted.
Finally, I presented everything to my mom. As she read the information, I could see the fear in her eyes -- her reason for existing was to make sure I graduated from college. She didn't care if I worked at Taco Bell, as long as I got a degree. But as my mom read more about it and did her own research, she began to love the idea as much as I did. When she said yes, I knew the world was mine. I wrote a letter requesting an "R4 affidavit" from the county. That was all I needed to be free. Once we filled it out and sent it in, we were officially a private school.
Since then, I have taken classes at Chabot Community College, and received a 4.0 my first semester -- something I never achieved in high school. My mom loves to tell everyone who will listen what I'm doing, especially those who told her she was crazy.
By the time my high school class graduates, I will have my Associate of Arts degree and be on my way to a university as a junior. And it is hard to imagine all the life experiences I will have by then. I can do anything and there are no words to describe how great that feels.
When I tell people I'm a homeschooler, they have mixed reactions. Many immediately ask, "But what about Prom?" I'm sorry, but if the only reason people go to high school is Prom, there is something incredibly wrong.
A lot of people are supportive. And there's always one who tells me how foolish I am, and how I'm never going to get into college. I just look at them, give them a nice smile, and tell that I'm already in college.
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