...the Life and Times of Karolyn Lewis.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Those Public School Kids...

My kids were finally introduced to Public School at the end of last school year.  Until then, I've either home-schooled or they've gone to private.  Why the change?  Well, we're in a recession and private school ain't free; and I pretty much stink at home-schooling; and I don't want my kids to grow up stupid.  So there ya go.  Public School!

We've been waiting for the ball to drop and our kids to come home corrupt.  We knew it would happen eventually... the cocoon I've wrapped them tightly into will one day start to crack and open and all the evils of the world will be made known.  If you say I've kept my kids too sheltered and over-protected, I'll consider that a great compliment and hug you-- seriously, I will (unless you're not a hugger and then I'll give you a high 5!).   Anyway, we knew it would happen one day...

Zeb, my super-cool 5th grader, came home from school the other day and our conversation went like this:

Zeb: I had a cupcake today.
Me:  Really?  Who's birthday?
Zeb:  Tyler's.
Me:  Was it good.
Zeb:  Yes, mam. It was a mini-cupcake.
Me:  How many did you eat?
Zeb:  Oh, we just got one.
Me:  Hmph, that's kinda cheap.  

(OK, so I should have kept that one to myself, I know, but I don't think I was the only one who thought this. Keep reading...)

Zeb:  Oh, Mama, someone cussed Tyler today.  The birthday Tyler.
Me:  Really?  What'd they say?
Zeb:  Well I didn't hear it, but it was the F-word.
Me:  WHAT?!!  They said WHAT?!!
Zeb:  They said the f-word.
Me:  Tell me-- NO!- spell me the f-word.
Zeb:  Oh, mama, it's the f-word:  H-E-L-L.
Me:  (Huge exhale) Wouldn't that be the H word?
Zeb:  Mama, each letter of the alphabet has a bad word assigned to it.  And I can't keep them all straight, but I'm pretty sure the f word is H-E-L-L.
Me:  Ok, well, from now on, let's just call that the H word, seeing that it starts with an H.  

You know, I'm glad to know that his cocoon is still somewhat in tact.  After all, I was in 3rd grade when I discovered what the f word was (and in case you're in the dark, it's not H-E-L-L).  Third Grade!!  That's awfully young to know such an awful word.   I went to a k-12 school in Alabama. One night, a couple of kids-and-cans-of-spray-paint decorated the campus and gave us all an education.  Innocence lost, just like that!

  When my kids finally emerge from their cocoons, and I know they will, my earnest prayer is that they rise above.  I'm praying that as they look down on the corruption, they will not allow themselves to be tainted by it.  I'm praying they'll choose good over bad, right over wrong, life over death, love over hate, and holiness over sin.  I'm praying they'll make good decisions and that they'll purpose in their hearts to honor God.  

I'll leave you with a verse I've prayed many times...

All your sons will be taught by the LORD, and great will be your children's peace.
Isaiah 54:13

Father, Thank you for my children!  Bless them in their innocence.  Continue to protect and guard their little hearts and minds.  Teach them and increase their peace. Amen and Amen!


  1. Thanks so much for sharing! You seriously need to put all of this in a book one day....I'll be thinking of your title..no it can't be "I'm really not that smart..." cause you are one smart MAMA that loves her kids and more importantly seeks the Lord to lead her in all that she does. That prayer and verse is going on an index card on my mirror!

  2. This reminds me of when Shane was in Pre-K. He attended the church school I work at. We were picking Erica up from her bus stop and he says "Today Mom someone is class said the P word." "The P word", I ask wondering what is the P word and how you get a 4 year old to tell you what it is. Well, after listing out as many words that start with P that might be considered bad and none of them were it, I was certainly puzzled. He finally told me it was the word poop. I was so relieved...the summer before I had over heard my nephew and Erica discussing 5th and 6th grade. And my nephew who is 18 months older than Erica said to her that the cussing is much worse in 6th than 5th...I was nearly floored! I told Erica Zeb's story and she says unfortunately it seems to just get worse. Thankfully there are still parents like you who teach their kids to speak kindly and treat other respectfully.
    Last night, I dealt with a child who went to Pre-K with my son...I think after spending 5 minutes with him...I might now know who said the P word 3 years ago!

  3. I feel your pain. We tried to keep out kids as sheltered as possible, and we always drove them to school. One day, we had a conflict when our son was in kindergarten. He had to ride the bus home. As soon as he got home off of the bus, he said "Mama, what are titties?" I know that's not the worst thing he could have heard, but it's a little crass and not the word choice I would have had my then 5 year old saying.

  4. Continue praying that prayer every day, speak life over them. Hold on to all the promises and know that God can be trusted with your children even when you don't see it. You are a great mom and knowing that you suck at homeschooling and want them to get a good education is very admirable.

  5. Janice... you totally made me laugh out loud!!! Most people try to convince me I wasn't that bad at homeschooling. I love that you believe me!! I really did stink at it. :) I just LOVE you!!!