'Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed, and in such desperate enterprises? If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, how ever measured or far away.--"Walden'"or "Life in the Woods-- Where I Lived, and What I Lived For" by Henry David Thoreau.'
One way or another, we're all marching. Sometimes we live in concert with others and sometimes we don't.
Home educators don't.
They hear the whole orchestra. Not just little snatches of the music and not just the strings or the brass.