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Amazing people that were homeschooled

My family does not say much about the fact that we started to homeschool J, but I have a feeling they are a bit skeptical. To ease their fears, and to show them how great homeschooling can be, I will often try to tell them about amazing people who have been homeschooled. I try to keep it current. No historical figures, etc. For all you football fans out there . . . this is one I have "name dropped".

Tim Tebow

Do you know who he is? I certainly did not until my husband sent me an article about him about a year ago. My husband said "I think he was homeschooled." After some research I did find out that Tim Tebow was homeschooled all the way through high school. Due to a Florida law, he was able to play football for the local high school. He was pretty good. OK, he was VERY good and now plays for the Florida Gators as their quarterback. In 2007, in his sophomore year, he won the Heisman Trophy. In 2008, he came in 3rd in the ranking for it. And last night, he led the Florida Gators to victory in the BCS National Championship (and was named MVP).

The "icing on the cake" . . . he is an amazing Christian. His parents are missionaries and he grew up as a missionary as well. He has lived all over the world, served the poor, helped the sick. He has even lived in a leper colony. Even with his popularity, he could "take it easy" on breaks, etc. But instead, he goes on missionary trips and uses that time to serve others.

I saw the end of one of the games mid season. The Gators had won and a reporter was asking Tim some questions. The very first thing he said is "I would like to thank my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ". During last night's game, he had that black stuff under his eyes (I do not know what it is called) and painted in white on it was "John 3:16". He has turned down being on a "gentleman's magazine's" all star college football team because he said it was morally objectionable. This guy is authentic.

And he was homeschooled.

**Photo from www.timtebowfans.org

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