I was rarely at school. At that time I had those traveling bones, much to the consternation of my parents.
In no way could I compare myself Mark Twain. Yet, I do have some stories of those days that might curl your toes.
His were just stories. Your’s were real and therefore soooooo much better!
;-)
Geeze, two beers and I can’t write a proper sentence. Speeling is bad as well. :)
In thinking about your post, I realize that compulsory government schooling steals a person's life and prevents them from using that life in a way that is most satisfying to them.
For example:
**traveling experiences ( in your case),
**developing a talent ( as one of my homeschoolers did),
** accelerating their education ( as two of my children did) or
**learning a trade,
**just plain working for money.
Government schools **steal** life. There is a word for that: Slavery!
Children are **used** ( enslaved) for the purpose of providing jobs for middle class government toadies of very limited talent.
I perfected “I’m sick” in kindergarten. My mother finally quit sending me. I vividly remember the work sheet with “Color the 5 Bears Brown.” I wanted slam my head on the table repeatedly and make it be over. A psychologist friend wanted to drug my son for ADHD. I absolutely refused. Poor kid was brilliant and bored to death. If it wasn’t for my ex-husband, my son would have been home schooled.