One of the wildly difficult, but crucial, responsibilities of a homeschooling parent is choosing curricula. It’s a wildly difficult task for a few reasons: One, there is a crazy, overwhelming amount of options from which to choose. Google shows 313,000+ results for “homeschool curricula.” I’ll choose fewer than 10.
Then there’s figuring out what each child needs in content, in teaching style, in format, in assessment. There’s cost, functionality, efficacy and even social or peer pressure — to wit: Wonder what that super-smart third-grader down the street uses for math?
Also part of your selection process is deciding if you’ll develop curricula yourself or buy ones someone else has already put together for you. Throw in consideration of education standards of a state or a college or a career choice your child might make, and choosing curricula can be enough to bring on a mama meltdown.
But I like this kind of thing. If I have the time, I enjoy perusing all the options, thinking through how well they might or might not work, imagining what my children might do with whatever curriculum I’m considering. I like that, in the end, I get to make the choice and the purchase and, as a homeschooler, can make all the amendments I want to. (We often do “school” at odd hours and in odd places — in pajamas, even — while merely using the textbook as a place to start exploring.)
One subject for which I’ve been looking for a good curriculum for a few years now is physical education, or what we called gym class. Oh, it’s out there. Really great teachers and others have developed programs that, I’m sure, are thorough and successful. But each year I would look — almost buy something — and think, “Nope, that’s not quite it.”
Here’s why: When it comes to physical education (“PE”), I am far more interested in my children learning about health, wellness and fitness than I am in them learning how to play sports. Not that sports are bad or anything. We kick around a soccer ball now and then, and my oldest son thrived at his first shot at basketball at a day camp this summer.
Sports are all right. It’s just they don’t unequivocally transfer to everyday life, and teaching my children how to navigate everyday life is much more important to me than whether or not they know the rules of tennis or can make a lay-up.
So I discovered a children’s gym class at a local CrossFit gym. CrossFit, if you’re unfamiliar with it, is a fitness philosophy, really. It is a sanctioned sport — as in has professional athletes and champions and all that — but it’s the sort of sport most anyone can do. That includes me, by the way, a middle-aged mother who had never lifted a barbell until a few months ago and now can lift one — with a little weight on it, even — over her head.
So my children went to the CrossFit gym class, and I found what I was looking for, both for them and for me. Turns out, what I was looking for already had a name: Functional fitness. When one of the trainers said that phrase, “functional fitness,” it resonated with me. Yes!
What is functional fitness? Well, it’s the idea that any “gym” we might do is geared toward developing and improving strength, agility, flexibility and endurance — and here’s the point — for the purpose of being prepared for everyday life situations. I love that.