So...how did it end?
“So...how did it end?”
Well, you know the old saying about how you cannot fight City Hall? I recall insisting on my rights as a parent to keep my four year old home if I wanted to. But that is not the case. The prinicpal reiterated with mechanized precision that it is the policy of the district and NYS to investigate any circumstance concerning absenteeism. Now I can understand if the child is older, but a four year old? I had to comply with their policy thereafter since I continued to send her to school. I wanted to homeschool my daughter, but unfortunately I had to work full time and was unable. Years later, when my daughter was in high school, I was once again appalled at the “Day of Silence” that occurred at the school. This was a day devoted to silence by homosexuals and those sympathetic to their lifestyle. It included teachers! I felt that by remaining silent throughout the class time, the teacher was directly trying to influence my child in a direction that was distinctly oppositional to the Christian belief system in which she was being raised. I called the school, and boy did I get the run around. Everyone, oh so politely, kept pawing me off on another bureaucrat. I got literally nowhere, but in the process I learned how incredibly immoral and insidious public education can actually be.