Everything I Needed to Know I Learned From Not Going to High School
When my mother suggested I drop out of school at fourteen, I thought for a moment she might be crazy. But she was right- high school was not for me.
Instead, I took college classes, joined local theater groups, read at open mics, and stood on the edge of where kids fall off the radar. I hung out with drug addicts and homeless teenagers, and learned a kind of empathy that doesn’t come with a traditional education.
I never went to a football game, or study hall, or a pep rally. I never went to Prom. I never learned to dissect a frog. Instead, I learned to live.
ABOUT LEA: Lea Grover is a writer and toddler-wrangler living on Chicago’s South Side. When she isn’t cultivating an impressive dust bunny collection she waxes philosophic about raising interfaith children, marriage after a terminal cancer diagnosis, PPD, and vegetarian cooking. She has been featured on the Huffington Post, Scary Mommy, The Daily Mail Online, The Chicago Tribune, iVillage, The Red Shoes Review, The Dusty Owl Quarterly, and her daughters’ toy kitchen refrigerator door. Her blog, Becoming SuperMommy, won second runner up in Blogger Idol. When she isn’t revising her upcoming memoir, she can be found singing opera to her children or smeared to the elbow in Townsend pastels. You can follow her on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and Google+.
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