by Willow Jackson

Created on: December 27, 2008

School is almost never ending. First we attend kindergarten thru twelfth grade. Second we attend college. Last but not least we repeat the process with our children. It is nearly never ending but always changing sometime for the worst.

I can remember waking up every morning doing the same routine. Wake up, eat, dress, wash up, wait for the bus, go to school, learn, go home and repeat. At school the routine was as dull as watching a speck of dust. (At least until the third grade) Once I got into class, I would sit down for about ten minutes before we had to stand up for the Pledge of Allegiance. After the pledge it would be time to get out the workbook and do a group study. After group study, was the wonderful subject of spelling. (I still have trouble with that subject, thank god for spell check.) Followed by lunch and then the easiest subject of all was next music. I would sit in music class and make a standard attempt at being musical and then play around. It's amazing what I could do and not get in trouble for. If I were in elementary now and tried half the things I did then I would have failed long ago. P.E. followed music class. We had P.E. outside on nice days inside on wet days. I lost a tooth playing softball during P.E. once. The teacher wrapped my tooth in a pink slip (The "you've been bad" slip.) and told me, "The tooth fairy loves pink". Finally back to class for an hour of math and then back home. That routine was kept for most of elementary until the third grade when I was homeschooled.

Homeschooling was an adventure. While I had my books studying geography, I was also seeing it go by daily. My parents homeschooled my sister and I so that we could be with them, while they drove truck across the country. I have gotten to travel to all but four states and still get east and west backwards. (Just like my left and right.) I guess there's some things even a teacher can't teach. Being homeschooled gave me an advantage over other kids. I was able to learn at my pace which happened to be faster than what my parents thought. I had advanced two years in my schooling at one point in time. I can't remember what happened but I ended up going from two years ahead to being only a few months ahead. When I went to take the G.E.D I walked in the room to test and got nervous so I answered the questions as fast as I could. I didn't want to be in that room any longer than I had to be. I took the test so fast and didn't recheck thoroughly enough that I barely passed

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