Another reason to homeschool

In one of the classes we've been taking, there is a little boy who makes me think, "Thank god this kid's being homeschooled." Because if he were in a regular classroom, he'd be the Bad Seed and put on drugs.

This boy, who is about L's age, I'd guess, couldn't sit still, blurted out answers to every question without raising his hand, made loud digressionary comments and jumped out of his chair every once in a while to run and look at something else. The teacher, to her credit, handled it really well, being firm but rewarding him when he did remember to raise his hand by recognizing his effort with a thank you.

I imagine that being taught at home gives him the focused attention he needs, allows the instruction to be tailored to work around whatever issues it is that he has, and saves him from the day-in-day-out wearing down of the spirit that would come with being treated as the class problem child. And frankly, having him all day in a classroom would probably be enormously draining for the teacher and incredibly distracting to the other kids. I don't know if this is why the mother chose to homeschool, but I applaud her decision. Christ, it must be hard, though.