Parents Want Home Economics To Be Taught In Schools Again To Teach Kids Basic Life Skills

If you graduated school prior to the year 2000, chances are, you might have taken

a home economics or home studies class…if you were a girl that is.

There’s no denying how useful it is to learn these principles of domesticity.

Nowadays, the idea of women and men looking after the home and family is more accepted.

But sadly, home economics classes are dying out, and fewer schools are

giving their children – girls and boys – the opportunity to learn the basic skills of adulthood.

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