By Annie Rueb

February 9, 2025

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Learning by Default: Homeschooling on the Road

We are huge believers that kids enhance your life and travel dreams instead of hindering you or holding you back. 

Learning by Default: Homeschooling on the Road

When I was pregnant, we backpacked in Europe and hiked mountains in Arizona. When our girls were infants, we took them tent camping, hiking, and exploring every chance we got. They grew up going on adventures anytime we had a day off. 

When we decided to do travel nursing, we knew they would adapt well to the continuation of their current lifestyle. That wasn’t the scary part. What intimidated us was the immense responsibility of educating them along the way.

We are both nurses but decided that I would homeschool the girls while their Dad took nursing contracts. This would bring an element of consistency to our lives that we could all rely on. I’m a nurse, I love kids, but I am not a teacher. I have incredible respect for teachers and all that they do, and that respect continues to grow on a daily basis.

Learning by default

As we continue to navigate this part of our lives, we have begun to understand that as we travel, our kids are learning by default. 

They are learning to be kind and to have the confidence to make a friend and try new things. 

They are learning to love the Earth and growing a deep drive to protect it. 

Learning by Default: Homeschooling on the Road

They are learning about geography and weather as we travel from state to state, from coast to coast, and from deserts to rain forests. 

They are learning about different cultures, people, and foods in various parts of the United States. 

Learning by Default: Homeschooling on the Road

They are National Park experts and thrive in natural environments. They are great at spotting animals and learning about each one as we go. 

They are learning so much about history.

They hike in indigenous lands and on trails where battles once took place. They see the changes made by civil rights activists and have witnessed current fights for equality and conservation. They’ve walked where Benjamin Franklin has walked. They’ve been inside the Statue of Liberty and seen the immigration process on Ellis Island. They’ve seen the lava path that Mt. St Helens created when it erupted. The list goes on. 

School is all around us. So, by default, they are learning. 

I know these experiences are more important than anything I teach them. But I still want to teach them. I want them to be confident readers and writers, understand math and push for more answers in science. 

So, we homeschool. After doing this for almost two years, I finally feel a tiny bit more comfortable. We are in a rhythm and have found a 2nd and 4th-grade curriculum that is challenging, interactive, and fun for all of us. I teach them while their Dad is on shift. We typically have school days 3-4 days a week for 4-6 hours per day, depending on the week. We follow a secular-based structured curriculum, and I have the ability to speed things up and slow things down based on their needs. We do a lot of reading and listen to audiobooks throughout the day. And luckily, we live in campgrounds, so going outside to play between subjects is super easy. 

Learning by Default: Homeschooling on the Road

They socialize all the time.

They interact with kids that we meet everywhere we go. They have learned to seize the moment and make a friend when they have the chance. They stay in touch with their friends from home and new friends they have found along the way. They write letters and make phone calls and hang on to the hope that our paths will cross again.  These friends are all of different ages and backgrounds and might have completely different interests. But that’s the beauty of it. They find common ground and enjoy the time they have together. 

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Despite all of this, I doubt myself constantly.  Teaching them is not easy. I can’t even pretend that it is.  I hold the weight of the world on my shoulders when it comes to their education. I’m always worried that they will be behind in writing or that I’m not teaching them division correctly. I worry they are missing out on something. Maybe it is impossible to avoid this kind of doubt.

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I am their mother, their teacher, their playmate, their activity planner… I am so many roles to them that sometimes it’s hard for me to switch back and forth. And wow, do I need a break sometimes!! But let me tell you how hard it is to snag some alone time in a motorhome…  

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That is when I cling to the fact that I know they are also learning by default. I remind myself that they are growing all the time and absorbing so much of the world around them. 

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They are learning to be the globally minded, kind, and adventurous humans that we only hoped and dreamed for them to be. 

So for anyone out there considering travel nursing with kids, do it! Even if the homeschool part is scary. Remember that they learn so much by default, and you can have fun with some basic homeschool as you go. 

And as a bonus, they will teach you more than you could ever imagine. 

We hope you found this article from Annie and her family on homeschooling on the road helpful. Are you a travel nurse family that homeschools? How do you make it work? Do you have any tips to share? Comment them below.

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By Andrew Ferguson

January 31, 2017

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The Riddle of the Toy

My wife wears the scrubs in the family. She’s been a travel nurse for about a year. Our three-year-old son and I like to tag along. She’s the rock band, and we’re the roadies. I’ve taken to calling our son road dog, which his mother doesn’t find as amusing as I do. Not all nurses have a good sense of humor- it’s the job that does it to them.

What toy stays, what goes, or to storage it goes?

One of the challenges to this lifestyle is the choices that must be made when it comes to what stays, what goes, and what ends up in storage (or in the dumpster). I’m good at letting go. My wife is all right at letting go. Knox, he’s not so good at letting go. For instance, the “Tablet Incident”.

Knox got a hand-me-down, tablet like, electronic toy from one of his cousins. It took four double A batteries. The batteries would last four hours. It had a touch screen that required 3500psi of pressure to illicit a response. The music it played (when it worked) sounded like a drunken crooner with a throat full of shaving cream. It had a crud on it that was only a few minutes away from becoming full blown mold, and smelled like boiled eggs and pigeons. Knox ended up crying in frustration every time he played with it. Of course, he loved it.

One morning I decided it had to go. Mom was at work, and Knox was still sleeping. Normally, I would have to answer to Jeanie when she got off work, but that week she had three heavy patients, So her back was in no shape for a parental throw down. I knew this was my opportunity, so I struck. I threw the tablet in the trash, covered it with coffee grounds, and pretended innocence.

Knox asked about it a couple of times at breakfast, but I told him it was in the shop and quickly redirected him. (I wonder what parents did before they invented redirection? Timeout, maybe?). Things were going well, and I thought I was in the clear, until the puddle jumping. It had rained that morning but was a warm day, so I told him he could jump in the puddles before his bath. I was getting the trash ready to take out when the questioning started.

“Is that the shop?”

“Dad, is that the shop? Why is my tablet in the trash? Why is it so dirty? Who put my tablet in the trash? Does mommy know about this?”

He had laid eyes on his beloved tablet. I stuck to my guns. It had to go. I promised to buy him another tablet as soon as the store started making them again. He knew it didn’t work right, so he was satisfied with this answer for a while. Then Mom came home. He started ratting on me like a wise guy facing back door parole. I was physically marched to the dumpster and forced to recover the tablet. Luckily, the place we were living was a new extended stay, so it had a relatively clean dumpster. I learned a valuable road lesson that day.

You need to have your priorities straight when it comes to toy choice, and you need a system. For us, it’s about having educational toys that are also fun. They need to have travel ability. We try to have battery-powered electronics, along with ones that are rechargeable. If a toy passes the long road trip test, it’s in. If we have a place with a yard or are in need of larger toys for whatever reason, we buy used and then donate them after the assignment is over. This is a good way to teach Knox about giving, without depriving him of the toys that aren’t as cut out for roaming as we are.