The Styrofoam Cup: Sam Neely’s Story
“It was just a Styrofoam cup. But the man said to examine it, so I did. I was fifteen years old, and was sitting in a classroom at the church building where my homeschool umbrella met.”
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“It was just a Styrofoam cup. But the man said to examine it, so I did. I was fifteen years old, and was sitting in a classroom at the church building where my homeschool umbrella met.”
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“We all know how ridiculous we homeschooling parents can be at times, but I shudder when realizing how dark and cruel some homes can be where instead safety and love should exist. It sometimes overwhelms me to think of the kind of education taking place in such homes, and often I don’t want to even read about them.”
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“I had grown up in a cloistered, homogenous community and I needed to find someone who would help me create the same kind of community for my own future children. This had been made clear to me when my family found out what kind of man I was dating.”
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