We attended a karate tournament today. Lizi did quite well, considering it was her first one. Of course, I was very proud of her.
The thing that really struck me about the event, though, was the facility where it was held. It was an elementary school; nothing seemed amiss about the neighborhood, the building seemed well kept, and it was in a nicely wooded area.
But I left feeling so insanely blessed that we are able to homeschool, and that I don't have to leave my girls every day at a place where they are greeted by signs like this (in 2 languages, no less):and then spend their days quite literally behind bars.