20 Mar 2008, 2:54 am
It took a lot, a lot of misery, a lot of bottled up daily stress and unhappiness at school for me to ask my parents to let me stay home. And I only ever asked once. They refused. They said it would pass. My father said that I had to decide whether wanted to flock with sheep or run with goats. I flocked. I "got over it". That is I learned to value "social success" over any other.
Could your children stay home if they wanted to?
