Hello, friends! It’s been a while. Life is keeping me busy these days. I don’t know whether news from my province reaches you, wherever you are, but here in British Columbia our teachers are on strike. School was supposed to have started September 2nd, but the children are still home.
I lay the lion’s share of blame on our provincial government: they have been under-funding the school system the entire time we’ve lived here; they have deliberately provoked strikes; they’ve broken contracts and ignored the court rulings saying this was against the law. In the 6 years my son has been in school we’ve seen a steady erosion of services. First they stopped serving lunch, and then they cut back on teacher aides and support staff. B needed speech therapy, and we couldn’t get enough from the school; we had to go private. Luckily, we could afford it, but what about all the families who can’t? B needs support in two areas, but we’re told we have to choose one. It’s a travesty.
It’s rumoured that the province wants to destroy public education so they can introduce a school voucher system. Like in Sweden? That doesn’t inspire confidence.
Anyway, sorry to get all political on you. The upshot of this is that I am home-schooling the lad for the foreseeable future. I’ve heard some folks are eschewing academic work right now in solidarity with teachers. I get that, but think that in fact it would be more helpful to teachers if the kids come in already used to work and ready to go. So far, it’s going okay — where “okay” is what you get when you average out The Best of Times and The Worst of Times.
We’re having a Dickens novel of a time, apparently. That’s probably appropriate.
It’s not very conducive to writing, however, or at least not yet. If we kept at it long enough, our day would surely fall into a routine (ye gods, I hope he’s not out of school THAT long), but so far it’s all pretty labour-intensive. That’s one reason I’m here blogging — I’m trying to reclaim some space in the day (and in my own brain). When he was a baby, blogging was the way I kept up the discipline of writing every day.
I’ve also been getting up early to write, and have completed a book proposal! My agent is sending it to the usual suspects today, and I hope they find it promising. It’s another novel set in Goredd, dealing mostly with new characters, although there’s a bit of Phina in it as well. I don’t want to say too much, because things could still change, but fingers crossed that they give me the go-ahead. I really want to write this book.
If home-schooling is teaching anyone in this household anything, it’s teaching me that I really want to get writing again.
5 thoughts on “A September of the mind”
“I’ve also been getting up early to write, and have completed a book proposal!”
You make me feel like such a literary slacker.
Oh humbug! I’m not a stick to measure yourself against or beat yourself up with. 🙂
I admire you no end. There’s a reason I never homeschooled my children, and my failing efforts to get my teen to do educational things are proof that I made the right choice.
Why can’t we see that education is the highest of all priorities and that teachers should be paid more than lawyers?? (My own unsolicited two cents.)
Well, the knowledge that this is temporary (ye gods, it had better not be permanent) helps. And I’m with you: I don’t get it.
This sounds so much like the Philadelphia situation, with the exception that here (and, in the whole state of Pennsylvania, only here) it’s illegal for teachers to strike–not that I’m entirely sure that they wouldn’t strike anyway, if they felt that it would make a difference.
Congrats on the book proposal! That’s great!