by Ruthe Friedner Matilsky
It isn’t easy being me.
For the last several weeks I have been telling people that I must be doing something wrong because “It was supposed to get easier.” Two of my five kids are out of the house, everyone’s way out of diapers, we sleep through the night and _they all know how to read_. So why am I so frazzled?
(published in “New Moon” magazine in March 2002)
by Sarabeth Matilsky
I’ll admit it: I used to be a couch potato. Up until 1996, when I was sixteen, my main interests were dance, piano, reading, and acting in plays. I was definitely not an exercise fanatic. Then, that summer of ‘96, I decided I wanted to go on an adventure. The following March, I set off alone from the coast of Virginia to ride 4,500+ miles to Oregon on my bike. Even a couch potato can change her ways!
(Originally published in Growing Without Schooling magazine ~2001??)
by Sarabeth Matilsky
By Sarabeth Matilsky
By Sarabeth Matilsky
ADVENTURES OF VERONICA, A COLLEGE-AGED HOMESCHOOLER
(Mostly Compiled From Actual Events)
By Emily Houk, Selina Hunt, and Sarabeth Matilsky
Cast of characters:
-Veronica, a homeschooled teenager
-A Concerned Mail Carrier
-Veronica’s Concerned Grandmother
-Two of Veronica’s Concerned Peers
-Two Concerned Strangers
-Two Concerned Friends-of-the-Family
SKIT ONE
Mail Carrier: So, here’s your mail.
Veronica: Thanks.
M: You know, I’ve noticed that you haven’t been getting any college applications…
(Originally published, I _think_, in "Growing Without Schooling" magazine.)
by Sarabeth Matilsky
(Originally published in "Adventures and Challenges: Real Life Stories by Girls and Young Women," edited by Frances A. Karnes and Suzanne M. Bean)
By Sarabeth Matilsky
I was in the Seattle Airport anticipating my red-eye flight home to the East Coast with very little joy. I was returning to NJ from a camp for homeschooled teenagers, and it had been an incredible week. What a bummer to end all that with a trip on something as sterile as an airplane.
January 20, 1998
There are a lot of headaches that one must deal with to be an unschooler. For eighteen years, my parents or myself have had to answer continual questions on everything from my social development to my ability to get a Real Job. And yet, despite all the challenges I wouldn’t trade these eighteen years for anything in the world. Today was one of those days that reminded me of that...