Essay On Homeschoole

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To continue being homeschooled or to go back to public school? That was the question. At the beginning of my sixth grade year of school, I chose to be homeschooled. It was a big adjustment for everyone in my family. I was excited about not having, to learn my way around a new school, no new locker combinations, and no new teachers. And I especially no more school uniforms! The first thing I thought was “ I could do my work in my pajamas if I wanted to!” I got to be home with my family all the time. I didn’t have to miss out on anything. It was really nice being home schooled. The hard part for me was missing my friends. I didn’t get get to see them much. This caused me to lose some friends over the years. Out of sight, out of…show more content…
I had very mixed feelings about it. On one hand, I could get out of the house and be around people my own age again. And it’s an excellent opportunity to further my education. But on the other hand, I would have to get use to not being at home with my family. I would have to get to get to know and meet all new people, new teachers, and find my way around a big new campus. That discouraged me so much. I could have easily stayed at home with no worries and finish my schooling. But when I received my acceptance letter I was excited. Nervous but excited. With a lot of thought and encouragement from my awesome family, I was ready. Ready for big chapter in my life to…show more content…
I saw a letter saying “ to the parents of Heather Pernell” from E.E.C.H.S. My dad said “Heather got a letter.” I could not say anything. My hands were shaking, I was so nervous. I was excited but scared all at the same time. I held the letter in my hands but I couldn 't open it. My parents asked “ aren 't you going to open it?” I answered “yes” but I handed it to my mom to open instead. It was an acceptance letter. I jumped for joy when I read it. That week I started calling some of my friends that were also waiting to see if they were accepted. When I found out that none of them were going to be there with me I got discouraged. I was hoping at least one person would be there with e that I knew. But with a lot of thought and encouragement from my family, I was ready for a new chapter in my life to begin. The start of E.E.C.H.S was a week before summer ended called “summer bridge” or “bridge week.” Bridge week was a week where everyone who got accepted into the program was on campus. We got to meet each other and explore the college campus for the week. We got to split up into our homeroom classes and we did activities to get to know eachother better. I got to know some really cool people there and I knew that maybe it wouldn’t be so

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