In Praise of Private Schooling
It's Catholic Schools week this week. I never attended Catholic schools as a girl. In fact, I was a teacher for several years in both public and private schools but never a Catholic school. It never occurred to me that some day I would send my children to Catholic schools. If I am being honest, I resisted the idea of it. That was before my conversion at age 26. Before I had children of my own.
We began in a Franciscan preschool/kindergarten. It was the most well-run, gentle, loving, efficient school I had ever witnessed. It was run by two older nuns. Their whole lives were dedicated to teaching very young children to be independent, imaginative, orderly, caring, kind and prayerful. They laid the foundation for my children in school and we have thanked God for their influence many times since. Our boys then moved on to parish schools and we have been blessed to have wonderful teachers there as well.
I love that my children begin their day in prayer, write JMJ and a cross at the tops of their papers, walk past statues of Mary and baby Jesus on their way in and out of school.
I love that they go to Mass every week and sit with their older prayer partners and are fed by a priest who is gifted in his preaching and personality.
I love that they are surrounded by other students of faith, that they witness their teachers and principals with heads bowed in reverence for God.
They are learning to be charitable, faithful, Biblical and they are treated as the most important thing that they are ~ children of the Most High God.