Okay, I admit it. Being home schooled does have at least one major difference from out-of-the-house school: I never had any homework. Now, however, I have my pick of homework. . .including my 5 page, double-spaced personal narrative essay due this Friday.
I don’t know why they call it homework. Mine has been following me everywhere, and not limiting itself to home. It even followed me to work where I began correcting the grammar of a 90-something, very confused resident (much to the entertainment of my fellow aides). What can I say? I’m eating, drinking and breathing grammar, spelling and thesis statements right now.
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