Flexi schooling - The big why?

The Squid outside the Burns museum

We came to flexi schooling relatively late, Iona is in p4 and I had resisted the siren song of home school (playing gently with it's sweet hints of later mornings, exciting topic work and fun trips) even though my sister was a committed and successful home educator.

 In truth, I doubted myself too much.  I'm not clever enough, focused enough, patient enough... this refrain played out in my mind every time I considered it.  And I had good excuses reasons! My child is very social, she loves school, she'd miss her friends, blah blah blah.

Last year, after increasing worries over reading and progress in the classroom Iona asked one day if she could go to school on some days and stay home on others to learn.  Obviously she knew about home education having observed her cousin and tagged along on many adventures.  My own mind had been circling the same idea and I booked a meeting with our head teacher.

 After a discussion about how it might work and how a week in the life of our flexi school plan might look our had sent a letter to Education Scotland and we waited.  Just before the Christmas holidays began we got some good news, our plan had been approved and we were ready to start in January.