Having children was not on my agenda. Although I was not opposed to having them, I could not decide for myself if I would become a mother or not. Consequently, this dilemma would be answered for me when I became pregnant with my son in 1990 and again with my daughter in 1992.
I did not enjoy school as I grew up, learning and studying did not come easy to me, I found that I constantly struggled. Consequently, when my daughter began attending school, my struggle would have a direct effect on her education.
Helping my daughter through kindergarten was not difficult and I managed through grades 1st-5th, after all I was a high school graduate, I was educated. Towards the end of 5th grade and beginning the 6th grade would be the point when my education level and hers became equal.
Educational techniques had changed a great deal over the years and the expectations of our children grew higher and higher. Standards would be set and changed over each new school year, making sure that our children tested as well as other standards set around the world. Needless to say, she was on her own at this point, I had no way of helping her with things I knew nothing about and even making an effort to learn the new ways proved to be unattainable.
This is when my daughters true nature came shining through, and she took it upon herself to learn what she needed to in order to be an A student. She set high standards for herself and would stop at nothing to get the grades, they meant everything to her. Unlike her brother who proved to be much like his mother, schooling did not come easy and there would be long nights and tutors before he would attain his high school diploma.
My daughter would soar through middle school and continue on to high school where she would find it difficult to get the education and grades she wanted with all the distractions. She would make her way through her freshman and sophomore year and it was when she began her junior year she decided that she wanted to finish school early and did not want to finish her current junior year at the school she was attending. We would find an outside source where they schooled students who excelled called School of Extended Education and it would be here as well as attending summer school and other extra classes that she would graduate a year early at the age of sixteen.
School was not enough for this go getter and so my daughter would join the Explorer’s, a program that would lead to other programs that would lead to her current position with the Sheriff’s Department. That same little girl that went marching into Kintergarden showing the world that she was ready to take it on, did just that.
I believe that children have a uniqueness inside each and every one of them and what we do or don’t do may not make any difference in what they will ultimately attain. I am not saying sit back and let them do what they want, but stressing yourself out, feeling like you are failing them or spending enormous amounts of money on outside help, is it all worth it? Where do these children end up, are they doing what they want or are they rebelling in the end and doing nothing?
I could not be prouder of my daughter and I hold no shame in what I was unable to contribute to her education. I was her mother, I was there for her in every way that I could be and in the end she found her own path to what I consider a great destination, a destination that is only a doorway into yet another that she strives to achieve.
Working full-time at the Sheriff’s Department and attending school in order to attain other degrees that will open doors to occupations she desires is not something she does because she has to, there is a degree of “I want to” involved in such dedication, a driving force that has her do what it takes to succeed.