
As homeschoolers we have support groups, too. However, we are, largely, the independent
members of our communities, the new pioneers. For many of us, support groups are an overwhelming need
at first, but this need is ephemeral as we quickly realize how competent we are to homeschool our own.
This is not to say that a network of fellow homeschoolers, a play group, or a task-oriented group can not
endure. However, rather than longevity as the measure of a support group's success our standard should be
the group's ability to evolve.
When I first decided to homeschool my infant I read all I could find on homeschooling.
There was not much: I read the Moores and eventually found some of the works by John Holt. I hungered
for a support group that did not require a statement of faith. It took me four long years to find a possible
group. Once I found Alternatives In Education, however, my quest was simplified. It was a short road to the
homeschooling directory in GWS from which I called the people in my area code until I found a support
group. West Metro Homeschoolers met at a library about an hour's drive away where children were
permitted, but not encouraged.
It was an exhilarating experience for me to meet this group. There were 15 or 20 families in
the meeting room all dedicated to homeschooling their children--and all in different ways. I tried to
remember who some of the people were, but at the next meeting those people whom I had remembered were
not there. There were others, of course, because it was a viable support group.
The leader of the group told us that although she had been sending out a newsletter gratis for
the last couple of years, it was becoming too expensive. The group had grown from its original five families
to twenty the second year, to considerably more this year. Some months later, as she became more involved
in setting up a statewide organization, Minnesota Homeschoolers Alliance, she ran out of time to run the
West Metro group.
A member who had hosted our West Metro Halloween party was appointed new leader. For
the next few meetings she would select a focus for discussion, bring topical books, call the first people on
the telephone tree and arrange library space. The telephone tree broke down almost immediately and
meetings were sparsely attended.
Another reason for the sparse attendance has to do with the development of alternative support
groups. The West Metro group meetings were remote. Local areas, having learned from West Metro that
there were several homeschooling families in the vicinity, developed their own groups. Also, at this time
there arose groups dedicated to specific tasks. One ambitious group met every week to work on American
history projects. Other groups developed to arrange field trips.
A third reason has to do with the loss of the charismatic original leader--not that the new
leader was not engaging, profusely generous, and an altogether good person, but membership in the original
group had reflected loyalty to the first leader. The new leader tried her best to keep the group going, but
grew frustrated by what she conceived as the defection of members.
The final blow to the leader was an irate phone call she received from a member who was
offended that the leader had scheduled a meeting on Rosh Hashanah. Rescheduled, the meeting was
attended by the observant Jew (my friend, Jane), a family with older children in the southern suburbs, a new
person who was interested in creating a charter school, the leader, and me. Fathers and children were in the
main library where the fathers, enjoying a rare opportunity for leisured reading, pretended they had nothing
to do with the children. At the end of this meeting, the leader handed me the information packet, telling
me that she was through, that it was in my hands, that I could do with West Metro as I liked. I was not
crazy about being in charge, but accepted the responsibility. There were two things about West Metro I had
been eager to change, anyway. If we could keep it going the group would thenceforth meet in South
Minneapolis (close to my house) and it would be at least as much an opportunity for our children to play
together as a support group.
Jane and I decided either to find a homeschooling support group to join or to recruit our own
members. I called most of the people from the West Metro list who lived close to South Minneapolis.
Although there were few people interested in joining our support group--and no support group willing to
extend membership to both Jane and me--we had, nonetheless, between the people I knew from West Metro
and the people new to homeschooling whom Vivienne Edwards (one of the founders of Minnesota
Homeschoolers Alliance) referred to me, an ever-changing and stimulating group of families. When three or
more families showed up at the meetings we had lively discussions; often, however, the members simply
"forgot."
Whereas the second leader of West Metro was offended by the fragmentation of the group, I
realized that it was not necessarily a personal affront when those in our group who lived in the southern
suburbs branched out. Our support group had become something of an outreach group with a mission to
help people become committed to homeschooling. If they became so committed that they started their own
groups, we had been a success.
During the meetings at my house, the children played upstairs in a large open room or on the
stairs leading back down to the dining room where we mothers sat. When the play became too loud (or too
quiet) someone would go upstairs to check on the children. Even so, since my house is not child-proof I
was often very anxious--mostly about their safety. My nice oak floor suffered some serious gouges from the
last of these meetings.
At the end of the first school year I called many of the people who had been involved in West
Metro Homeschoolers to invite them to join the Secular Eclectic Group at a June picnic. We had a pretty
good turn out. In retrospect, I would say that was the climax of the South Minneapolis Secular Eclectic
Homeschoolers group.
The group went on hiatus for the summer and by the following fall I was not at all sure that I
wanted to continue. My son had his playmates and I had no particular need either for or to support.
However, urged by some of the others in the group I arranged a library meeting. The allotted room was too
small for both parents and children, but to avoid some of the problems we had had in other libraries we
kept the children with us, anyway. Some of the people at the meeting were new to homeschooling; others,
new to our group. It was very noisy, very formal and it went terribly.
Since then, there have been three families (friends, really) loosely involved in the South
Minneapolis Secular Eclectic Homeschooling Group. We occasionally arrange meetings, but for the past
year no more than two families have been able to meet together. Even the word meeting is but a polite
fiction to give external value to the time we spend enjoying each other's company. Of the other support
groups that branched out of our group, one has already collapsed. This is not a failure of either of the
groups but a tribute to the adjustment of the members. No longer needing support, they do not waste their
time attending support group meetings.
Partly because the 12-step support groups have a reliably fixed agenda and procedures, they
endure for long periods despite a changing membership. A more important reason they last is that in the
steps themselves is the admission that members are powerless against alcohol or some other debilitating
force; in other words, members need the group. Since recovery is not an option, the recovering 12-stepper
will always feel more secure attending meetings. As homeschoolers we are not powerless against the
education of our young, even if we may be a little ignorant or insecure at first.
What we homeschoolers may be powerless against is the changing composition of our support
groups. They grow from small ones with a few intimate families to large ones with an impersonal
membership, and then, sometimes, back and forth again. It is relatively easy to quit a group when it is in
its impersonal stages, but harder when we are one of only a handful of families relied on to have a decent
meeting. It is hard to let go of a group in which we have invested time and emotion, but by the time we are
asking such questions as: Will we still be able to see the friends we have made without the group structure?
Will others continue to fare well without our encouragement? What will we do with the extra time? we are
already beyond the point at which we really need support. It may be time for other newer homeschoolers to
make use of the structures we have set in motion. Like parents letting go of our grown children, we should
trust our support groups to grow, change, and branch into ever expanding (or shrinking) new forms. It
must be human nature that many of us merge our self-images with the success of groups to which we
belong, but as long as we measure success in terms of the ability of a group to persist intact, we castigate
ourselves needlessly. Instead, our joint success can be seen in the swelling ranks of homeschoolers.
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