This came yesterday, January 24, 2018.
This is the school that started it all. The journey to AP classes. The full-hearted, full-on, all in, test prep. The school that planted a seed of hope for what the next step of Micah’s life could look like.
We do not know if this is the end point, but this is a landmark, a monument, a remembrance stone.
This is (at this time) his first choice.
When we stared down the tunnel of college applications/admittance last year (winter 2017), we were fully aware that he might not get in to this school. But, like a flame of golden light, we lit up with hope at the thought of a rigorous school where intellectual inquiry was valued and he could have the satisfaction of interacting with classmates who were serious about learning; the joy of a robust, intellectual environment- with a cohort of like-minded students. There was/is this emphasis on… the pursuit of the good, the true, and the beautiful.
I heard about Hillsdale because a young couple at our church went there (met there and later married) and I was impressed by their intellectual and spiritual vigor; much as I was impressed by a couple from Grove City I also met at church.
I received very good advice from a trusted academic friend who told me to call the Admissions Office (when I had a question about a particular course requirement for senior year.) When I called, they said they screen applicants carefully for aptitude and ability to succeed in their rigorous classes.(it wasn’t necessarily about whether he had physics on his transcript or not.)
Thus, began a true journey- for him and for me.
he got in.
The beacon ever before us; the light ahead of him… helping him to press on and press in.
I know, regardless of whether Hillsdale is the final destination of this part of his journey, and the next step for the next one…
he will say: it was all worth it.
Yes. It is and it was.
Homeschool to College.