Let us look into a home and see a child and its parents, and hear a conversation:
"Well, mother, our boy will soon be able to go to school. I hope he will be just as bright and intelligent going through school as he has been since he was able to talk. I have great hopes for him and can hardly wait to see him go. If he asks the teacher the questions he has asked us she will be up against something."
The mother said, "I do not know, but I have been wondering and worrying about the very time to which you are looking forward. To me he is so advanced, even now, it makes me wonder if school will be a benefit to him or not. You see, he has such a strong will and will not be subdued very easily. You know, I do not see life as you do. I believe in the coming back of Great Minds, and I do believe our boy is some great Soul-mind. I seem to think he will never need an education. Look at him now - he knows more than most children who have been in school two or three years. When he goes, they will put him in with the first grade children. It seems so unfair. Another reason, I feel to see him have to go, he will be forced into discipline. You know, you think everyone must have an education. I do not agree with you. Some children are born to reach their Ideal Life without an education; and I believe our child is one of these children.
It just seems a silent voice is telling me not to let him go to school and it also says, 'You have money enough - why not take your child where he can read the Book of Creation - where he can answer the questions he has been asking you and you could not answer?' "
Then the father with surprise answers, "Do you mean to tell me you do not want our boy to have an education? Do you want to bring him up so he will know nothing? He would not be able to do anything worthwhile. Is it possible you could mean this?"
"No, I mean, if we send him to school - in my eyes, he will be a failure and I would be the cause of his failure. I could not see my child have his wonderful brain banded by the writings of other men. I could not see my child have to study day after day the works of men whose minds should not be more wonderful than the mind of our boy. Why should he be forced to go to school and come out at the end - a molded man. Yes, molded just as every other child. He would just be of the many; and ever since I have been his mother, I have seen him a most wonderful man among the few who are wonderful. I knew the time was coming and it is best that we understand each other better when our boy's life is to make or mar. I am going to ask you a question. You are his father. Does he have to go to school or not? I will leave you to decide; but before you do let us have a party of children. We will ask all the brightest children we know who have been going to school - not less than two years. After the party you can decide."
"Yes, but how is that going to bring the decision to a close."
"All I can say is 'wait, and you will see.' "
The children are gathered together and the proud mother gives each child a chance to show itself in its best form. She calls upon her child who is interested in all the other children and says to him, "All these little boys and girls have said pieces and sang their songs, what are you going to do for them?"
"Oh, I do not know. I would rather not do anything, mother, if I just thank them, will that not be enough?"
His mother says, "Yes, dear, maybe that is enough."
So he thanks them with these words: "I thank you all for the wonderful things you have done and said tonight."
The children all go home.
Mother, father and son are alone once more.
She looks at her husband and he looks at the son then says, "Why did you not recite for those boys and girls tonight?"
He looks up at his father and says, "You see, Daddy, the things they said and the way they sang those songs seemed so childish. I did not want to show off before them."
Then the father looks at the mother and says, "Can he recite poetry and sing songs?"
She says, "Yes, lots of them; but he said he would never tell his Daddy or he might think he was showing off."
Then the father says, "Mother, you win. I see through the mist that has been put before my eyes by the world. I could not think of having our boy brought down to the level of the children we saw tonight. When do we start to break the law by not sending our boy to school?"
The mother says, "Oh, I have had that part looked after. We can get a governess and she can take the place of the school teacher; so you see we will have to break no law. I want to bring our child up in a life of WANT TO not HAVE TO. I was thinking, if you would find a place on a mountain somewhere, we could build a nice little home with one large room in it for our boy. We will have a beautiful view of the mountain and the valley for him to look upon when he is outside. He will see the clouds below the mountain and see them roll up the mountain and ascend into the Heavens then he will be able to see thunderstorms both above and below. He will see the water coming out of the mountain side and the beginning of the rivers. He will see the trees that have lots of different shades of green, the wild flowers and the different kind of birds and different insects. He will see the beautiful sunset and the rising of the moon; and have a clearer view of the stars.
He will have lots of fresh air to breathe at all times. Then, in his room, we will put books from different authors and pictures of all things we know will interest him. If he is as other boys, by doing this, we will find out in a very short time just what he wants. We will put different instruments of music there; but he shall not be taught music. His governess shall only instruct him in the principle of numbers and the alphabet. He must learn of himself how to read and to use the figures he may need. There will be no routine in his daily life. He will not be forced into doing anything for this is the path I wanted to follow when I was a child but could not; so as I 'wanted' so shall he 'have'. We will watch a life of 'want to' and not 'have to'."
What a mother!
She is leading, unconsciously, her boy into the Path of Wisdom.
End Chapter 2