I’m always amused when someone says, “You talk a big game about college not being necessary, but I wonder what you’ll have your own kids do!?”
It reveals a fundamental ugliness at the heart of the problem I’m trying to help overcome. I won’t “have” my kids do anything. My kids will pursue what they want to pursue. They don’t need a “talking to”, or carrots and sticks or goading or pressure or shame or a savings fund to steer them to what I prefer.
It’s hard for me to imagine a scenario in which college wouldn’t be a waste of time, money, and creativity for them. But what I imagine isn’t what matters. It’s not my choice, it’s theirs. If they ask for my opinion, I’ll share it. If not, I wont. My kids will fail or succeed at their own dreams by their own efforts, not my engineering of their every decision.
Kids aren’t widgets to plug into a conveyor-belt ride towards your vicarious dreams.
(Oh, and if they apply to Praxis, they’ll face the same scrutiny from the review team as everyone else.)