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one more year, a school post
It seems like a strange time to be posting a school post. Especially when I haven't posted many school posts this past year. The reason for both is high school.
At the end of last summer we made a decision to give Beach one more year of middle school. Her age allowed us to choose between placing her in 8th grade or 9th grade. Based on her early fall birthday our local school district would have placed her in 8th but she could have academically moved on to 9th.
We considered multiple factors in making our decision. The biggest one was gymnastics- but not in the way you might think.
Unlike a lot of young athletes, Beach is not focused on doing collegiate gymnastics. She is focused on the task at hand. Beach doesn't work as hard as she does for a spot on a podium or medals in a case. She does gymnastics for herself.
Her goal is to go and do as much as she can, as well as she can, while she can. If in the end that includes the chance to do gymnastics at some higher level? She will cross that bridge when and if she gets there. Until then, Beach will do what she does best: work hard and make every day in the gym count.
However, on the homeschool front, in order to keep all doors open for Beach we need to follow NCAA guidelines for student athletes. Utah does not require homeschoolers to keep records but transcripts can be helpful with college admissions.
NCAA requires detailed transcripts and records, not to mention the high academic standards! Standards that may or may not match your local/state high school graduation requirements. Homeschoolers need to be careful- especially those who use on-line courses.
Record keeping begins in 9th grade.
I have spent this last year stepping back letting Beach follow her passions. Watching where she goes and finding ways to incorporate her interests into the high school years ahead of us.
We have a four year plan with some room to follow new passions or interests as they arise.
It's hard to believe we are here. High school?! Even more surprising, a gymnastics season that was almost over before it started ended with Beach qualifying for Westerns!
It was a gymnastics season that began with the diagnosis of an avulsion fracture in Beach's hip. She was forced to work around an injury that impacted her ability to lift her injured leg. No hurdles for tumbling, little to no split leg skills, forcing her and her coaches to scramble for a new series on beam and switch all her leaps to her "bad" leg (which was still incredibly painful & limited).
Through the pain and frustration Beach never lost sight of herself. She powered through with a smile and the positive determination she known for. She is not completely healed but she is back to tumbling with hurdles, regaining her flexibility, and leaping on her "good" leg.
She has emerge from this year as a true and experienced leader, ready to take on the challenges ahead of her. I am glad we gave her one more year of endless exploration, of art, of daydreaming- one more year in the nursery before she has to grow-up.
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