If you actually read all the way to the end of this post then I congratulate you! It’s long, but I had to give all the background details! The end is the most important part to me, so keep reading…
After weeks of agonizing over this decision, I finally made up my mind, but before I tell you let me start from the beginning… which was kindergarten. Luca had a rough start in kindergarten, he had a hard time sitting still, keeping his hands to himself, paying attention etc. He is a very typical boy and there were a few other boys in the class that were a little energetic as well. So you put that together and what you get is a little bit of a behavioral problem. We worked hard and set up rewards and punishments and by the end of the year he was very well behaved and didn’t get into trouble anymore. But the process of it really hurt his self esteem. He prayed every night that he could be a good boy and choose the right. And he would say, mom, I don’t understand, I want to be a good boy so bad but I’m just always bad. He really thought that he was a bad kid. I’ve tried to convince him otherwise but there was definitely some damage done. This summer we moved to Turtle Bay a week after school had already started in Hawaii. I wanted to give Luca a little time to adjust to his new home, not being with his grandma and grandpa anymore, etc. So I kept him home for another two weeks. Then, end of August we decide it’s time for Luca to start school (the public schools in California still wouldn’t start for three more weeks). So we find out that where we live is in the Kahuku Elementary School district. So, I looked it up on the internet and learned that more than half of the children are on welfare, their test scores in reading and math proficiency are just barely above 50% (Luca’s school in California was in the high 80%). Not like it matters much, but there are only 6 Caucasian kids in the entire school as well. So I knew right away that he wasn’t going to blend in and that he wasn’t going to have the best experience academically either. We then decided that we did not want him at that school and began exploring every other option we could think of. We tried to get geographical exceptions to send him to sunset beach elementary, (that’s where most of the kids at turtle bay go, they all got a GE) but since the kindergarten class was so large this year they cut one of their first grade classes and said they were completely full. So then we tried Laie elementary school, the principal shot us down immediately without an explanation as to why (he’s kind of a jerk). So then we decide to try to send him to Sunset Beach Christian School which is a small private school close by. I absolutely loved that school. The small class sizes were great for the kids; the teachers were loving and caring. You could tell that they really loved their jobs, took them seriously, and really wanted their students to succeed in a loving, safe, environment that could teach children to enjoy learning and school. So of course that’s where I wanted him to go. But I was worried because I just had no way to pay for it so we decided to put him at Kahuku after all (3 ½ wks after school had started). The first couple of days went okay, the kids were excited to have a new kid in their class and he was making friends quickly. Then it all went downhill. His teacher was an older Hawaiian lady that was plain old grumpy. She didn’t smile, she didn’t say hello to me, and she didn’t speak in a kind tone of voice, EVER. Her demeanor was authoritarian and intimidating. Also, she started getting Luca in trouble everyday because he wasn’t sitting perfectly still with his hands folded in his lap, and he wasn’t paying attention very well, and his handwriting is terrible, and then she says, I mean, didn’t he go to kindergarten! That statement just shows how ignorant and uninvolved with her students this lady is. If she had cared about him and paid attention to him, it would have occurred to her that he had just returned from summer vacation, he hadn’t been in school for a month like the other kids. If you actually help him with his work, he rarely gets a question wrong. He takes his time with his work but can do it! I worked with him on his handwriting after that and after only one week of working with me, his handwriting is 100 times better, perfectly legible and spaced and punctuated appropriately. But no one cared to get to know him, help him, or recognize what he really is capable of doing. So that was the first thing that went wrong, then, Luca starts coming home saying that the kids are being mean to him. I was hoping it was an isolated incident but as the days went on, it only got worse. The kids were calling him mean names like telling him that he’s ugly, saying eeeww to him if he walked by, calling him a Mahu (which a Hawaiian slang word for transvestite!) making fun of him for not finishing his work, laughing at his handwriting, pushing him from the monkey bars, etc. He was too terrified to tell his teacher because she’s just downright intimidating. We tried saying things to the kids that we would practice at home, but things didn’t get better. After telling my mom about the situation, she said that her and my dad would be happy to pay for the private school and to get Luca in there. Unfortunately, we then found out that they didn’t have a first grade class this year due to low enrollment because of the current economic situation in this country. They weren’t willing to accommodate him as a first grader, so if he wanted to go to school he would have to repeat kindergarten! Well that’s out of the question! He would be two month shy of turning 20 when he graduated from high school! And he didn’t need it anyway; he is where he should be academically as a first grader. So this was my dilemma, what do I do?!? I’d been praying all along for the answer, I was sick to my stomach over it all. It didn’t take long for me to get the answer to my prayers, I kept feeling so strongly that I should home school Luca, but I kept fighting it because the thought of doing that was really scary. I was worried about how much work it would be for an already stressed mother of three. I kept thinking if there is something else that is meant to be for him a door will open and something will happen, but every door was shut in our faces. I knew what I needed to do, but I couldn’t make the decision and fully commit to it. Then my grandpa just happened to send me a book in the mail. As I was reading it, I realized heavenly father has already told me what I need to do a few time already and now here he is telling me again through this book. Let me tell you about it…the book is called Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell. It’s about successful people and what it is that makes them successful. I pretty much read almost the entire book in one day…I found it to be really interesting. The first part is about the effect of you’re birth date on how successful you are, and it’s a very convincing argument. So I thought, how does this apply to Luca? Right now because of when he was born and when I chose to put him in school, he is being handed all kinds of disadvantages, if he was in another grade, he would have easily been admitted to either of the best two schools on this side of the island, but because of something he has no control over, he is at a disadvantage academically just because of when he was born and where he lives. I’m not going to let my son become a product of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Some people may argue that this isn't really have much of an effect on him, he’s young, he can recover, and he’ll have some good years and some bad. But I disagree! The disadvantages that children have now locks them “into patterns of achievement and underachievement, encouragement and discouragement, that stretch on for years and years.” There are some great examples of this in the book and I have seen this in the lives of some of my family members as well. If he learns to hate school now, he’s going to continue to hate it; he would cry as we would take him to school, I don’t want him associating that kind of anxiety with school. Have you ever heard of the psychological term, “self-fulfilling prophecy”? I learned about it in college while I earned my degree in psychology. I was reminded of it while reading this book; a Self-fulfilling prophecy is “a situation where a false definition in the beginning…evokes a new behavior which makes the original false conception come true.” This is what I was worried about with Luca, right now he is being perceived as a misbehaving child that’s slow at his work and not as smart as the other kids (which we all know is NOT true). So when I read that in this book, it just confirmed to me, that I can’t let that happen. These feelings that Luca is having about himself aren’t true but because he is learning to believe it, he is very likely going to become it. I’m not going to let Luca think that he is a Bad kid, I’m not going to let him stay in an environment that makes him feel like there’s nothing to like about him (his words), I’m not going to let Luca think that he isn’t smart, and I’m not going to let him become anything less that what he’s capable of! I truly believe that it’s not how smart you are, how talented you were born, what genetics you are born with, although all those factors affect you, what truly makes someone a success are the opportunities that they have been presented with in life and the way that they have prepared for those opportunities. In an ideal situation Luca would be exposed to different opportunities at school, he would have more resources available to him, he would feel good about himself, he would get more attention academically, and people would expect more of him and because of that he would perform better. That’s what I can give him at home. The sad thing is that, as the book points out, there are too many children that have the capabilities to be successful, to become something great, but because of the circumstances that they were born into end up not having the chance to live up to their full potential. I realize that there will be circumstances in Luca’s life that can’t be changed that will effect his levels of success in the future. This year I am committing to Luca that he will learn all he needs to as a first grader, he will learn that he is a good boy, and that he is smart. He will gain the confidence in himself that he will need to be successful and he’s going to enjoy school and learning. How can a child be successful in the education system if he learns to hate school and associates it with so many negative experiences? I feel strength that I can do this and confident in my abilities. I am more than willing to sacrifice my time (and sanity) for him. I want him in an environment where he feels loved, cared about, and important. He needs to have a teacher that knows his strengths, weaknesses, and cares if he succeeds. I know what he is capable of and with me he will never be expected to do less than his potential. There isn’t another environment for him that could provide for him what I can. I love my sweet little boy too much, he is so precious. He's funny, smart, silly, sweet, thoughtful, fun, caring, and loving....and he deserves to be known and loved for who he really is.