Diary of a Reluctant Homeschooler: The Supplies Are Here
Holy Cow.
When we signed up to homeschool one of the reasons I chose a public cyber school was because the curriculum was already planned and they would send us the supplies for free. (Well, not completely free because we pay taxes, but you know what I mean.)

Did they ever…
Yesterday afternoon the UPS man rang the doorbell and left 3 huge boxes on our front porch. They were filled with Nick’s kindergarten supplies.
Here are Math and Language Arts
and here are science, social studies, art, and music.
I’m so excited to get to teach again. This is like Christmas for me. 🙂
I was pretty impressed after looking over the k12 Language Arts curriculum. They included tons of well-known storybooks, a separate phonics curriculum (which is an area I felt was lacking when I taught 1st grade in a Maryland public school), magazines, leveled readers, textbooks, teacher guides, assessments, workbooks, and two complete sets of Handwriting Without Tears: one for Pre K that we can use to practice over the summer, and one for Kindergarten, plus the special paper and chalkboard that go with that series. Handwriting was also an area that the curriculum lacked when I was teaching in public schools, and HWT is the system that all of the Occupational Therapists I have worked with recommend, so I was really happy to see those.
Plus, there was a box full of magnetic word work activities, a personal whiteboard, and a standing whiteboard easel, and a DVD.
I was also really impressed with the other subjects.
We got supplies for history, science, art, and music.
I know from experience that many public school teachers are forced to leave science and social studies out of their day because of time constraints, so I’m happy that those will be a main component in our curriculum. When you have a set amount if time in a day and you are mandated to teach 2.5 hours of language arts and 1.5 hours of math, something has to go. In the lower grades, it’s usually science because it takes a lot more time to do an experiment with 20 six-year-olds and then complete the assessment to make sure they understood the concept than it does to read them a chapter in a social studies book. It’s a real shame, especially for curious little guys like Nick who are much more engaged in the hands-on learning that science offers than they are sitting and reading for hours at a time.
The music and science supplies seemed to be ok. They were about what you would expect for kindergarten.
History seemed well planned in comparison to what I’ve taught in other schools. I was expecting maybe a workbook about a community or one textbook, but they sent a map, a globe, several multicultural storybooks, and a DVD in addition to that workbook I was expecting.
I was actually the most impressed with the art curriculum.
I was expecting a kindergarten art curriculum to be mostly learning primary colors, textures, finger painting, etc., but this program looks pretty hardcore. They sent art history books, a ton of prints depicting different painting styles, modeling clay, oil pastels, paint, and a student workbook.
When I was teaching in Prince George’s County, MD we didn’t even have art. It was considered part of my job as a general classroom teacher to incorporate art projects into other subjects and twice a year an art teacher would come into the classroom and do a special lesson for a few combined classes. Those lessons were activities like making a puppet out of a paper bag, so I was pretty shocked to see how intense this program is right from the start.
The one area that did not impress me at all was math. C’mon, guys, math is a core subject and it seemed like the area where they put the least amount of emphasis.
They sent a student workbook, a teacher guide, and 3 small boxes of shapes and linking cubes. I kept opening the other boxes expecting to see more math supplies, but nope, that was it. I am trying to reserve judgment because maybe the online lessons will be amazing, but I’m thinking I will probably have to do a lot of supplementing in this area. Really? No number line, no ten frames, no rulers, no geoboards, no clocks, not even any counters? I’ll make it work, but I would be nervous to recommend teaching kindergarten math with just these supplies to someone without a background in education.
I already own the manipulative kit for Saxton math, so we’ll probably need to be supplementing with that a lot. I would never teach an abstract concept without a concrete example, ever.
Overall, so far I’m really happy with our decision.
I was very impressed that they sent all of these supplies for one student. In the public schools where I worked, I never had individual science manipulatives for each child and there were many times when students had to share textbooks.
I know Nicholas is going to do well with the one-on-one attention. He is already making huge strides from the mini-lessons we have been doing over the summer. My husband was watching me do simple addition (with counters) the other day and Nick was getting the concept just fine, but he was very easily distracted. Eddie was commenting how if Nick had been in a general classroom he would have been completely lost because I literally have to stand over his shoulder and redirect him every few seconds. A teacher with 17 other students cannot give that much attention to one child. It’s not fair to the other kids in the class.
Seeing the curriculum is also making me consider cyber school for the girls in the future because, now that I have seen the difference, it seems to be much more in-depth and has a greater potential for real learning.
The one drawback to cyber school so far is that we are required to follow the public school calendar, so I don’t have access to the online classrooms yet.
We’ll see how the reality of actually teaching all of this pans out. We are required to sign-in on the computer and do language arts and math lessons every day, but we can schedule the other subjects however we want. I’m not sure if I want to have a set schedule with every subject every day or do a block schedule so that we can get more in-depth with science or art on days that Abby will be in preschool for a few hours.
Stay tuned.
Update: Check out all of the posts I’ve written about our homeschooling experience!
Diary of a Reluctant Home Schooler
How to Set up a Homeschool Nook
Diary of a Reluctant Home Schooler, A is for A-ha moment!
Diary of a Reluctant Home Schooler, Weird and Overwhelming
You Know How Sometimes A Priest Will Walk In On You When You’re Naked?
No?
Apparently, these things only happen to me.
As I’ve shared before, after I delivered Abby in 2009 I had a really hard time with the whole breastfeeding thing.
A really hard time.
They actually let me stay in the hospital for five days and I had lactation consultants (the Boob Nazis) with me 24/7. We were all determined to make it work (which it never did, but I’m at peace with that now)
Anyway, when you are in the hospital for an extended period of time, especially after giving birth and being felt up for days on end by the BN’s, and having your pelvis examined every two seconds by doctors and nurses who want to check how your c-section is healing, you are naked a lot. Except for those lovely mesh fishnet granny panties and giant maxi pads. Oh, and all the staples across your deflated stomach.
I was super attractive, obviously.
I put on a gown when family and friends came to visit, but by the fourth day everyone had come and gone and it was just the nurses, the BN’s, my husband, and me with my bloody, torn up nipples. They had me breastfeeding for 30 minutes on each side, then pumping for an additional 40. It was a 1hour, 40-minute cycle that I had to repeat every two hours, so I got a 20-minute break every 2 hours to sleep or eat and not be in excruciating pain. Those breaks are also when they did the pelvic exams.
There was no point in getting dressed, so I didn’t.
Every time there was a knock at my door it was another Boob Nazi who wanted to try some different kind of torture device and I willingly let them in and did whatever they said.
Sometimes it was a nurse bringing lunch.
But one time it was a priest. Not even a priest I knew, just some dude the hospital had sent into my room because I had checked “Roman Catholic” as the denomination on our entrance forms.

Knock Knock.
“Come in.” I’m standing in the middle of the room because I’m supposed to practice walking on my 20-minute breaks. I’m thinking it is a nurse bringing my baby back from the nursery so we can start a brand new feeding session.
Enter priest, dressed just as you would expect, entirely in black with a white collar.
Immediate thoughts: Who are you? Is the baby ok? Am I dying? Is he here to give me last rites? I’m pretty sure I can’t die from nipple inflammation. Is he in the wrong room? Why won’t he make eye contact? I guess I should find a shirt. Wait, no way! Putting on a shirt freakin’ hurts right now, plus then I’m going to have to take my hands away from covering my torn up chest, and that’s going to be scarring for both of us. Dude, SAY SOMETHING. No? Ok, fine. I’ll say something…
“Um…Can I help you?”
“Do you want your baby baptized?” At least I think that’s what he said. He spoke in broken English.
Am I being punked right now? Really? I have to stand here naked talking to a priest I can’t understand while I’m completely high on OxyContin. Where is my husband? I so do not want to deal with this.
It has suddenly become entirely Eddie’s fault. Poor guy had just gone to the cafeteria to get a sandwich. In my head, he should have been here to head this off. He will pay.
“Not right now.”
“Shall I come back later?”
“Thank you but I don’t think that will be necessary. We have a church.” At the time we didn’t actually have a church because we had just moved to a different state.
Now I’m standing here naked and lying to a priest.
“so…thanks….” Please leave, please leave, please leave.
He finally left.
The whole thing probably took less than two minutes but it felt like forever.
Eventually, Eddie came back and I probably yelled at him.
Everybody knows that anything awkward or awful that happens as a result of the childbirth process is 100% the husband’s fault.
That includes when priests see you naked.
It’s called science.
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