I was also raised "freestyle" in some ways, although without any trace of hippie. LOL. We did crazy stuff like sailing across oceans on small boats which included all kinds of geography lessons, celestial navigation and meteorology. So for relatively short periods of time we were "homeschooled" at sea with the classroom being the night sky, water temp, weather, etc.
Was also encouraged---forced at first---to play classical piano, read Greek mythology and ancient history. All of this happened at home, not at school mostly.
Overall, we had an acute, pointed, and direct education about living life to the fullest and freedom. None of this included drugs of any kind, except my Dad's scotch, which at the time tasted like something I'd use to strip varnish. Somehow, we could all read at a post-highschool level at around 4th grade and that and all the classical word roots from the mythology made "real" school quite easy.
Thankfully, back then compliance took a back seat to competence and we were graded on our tests, not our ability to turn in homework and goofy projects.
Imagine the poor teacher trying to tell the kids about the solar system and some smart-ass starts talking about about celestial north pole and how the declination of Polaris can determine precise latitude in the Northern Hemisphere, and along with Meridian Transit of the sun and a simple reference to the back of the nautical almanac could tell us where we are!
So, basically, if our kids are independent, can take care of themselves and those they love and work in a "job" that they feel passionate about, we've done our job as parents.
On the other hand, the school system wants to churn out people who:
Don't mind being watched
Are happy coming and going when the bell rings
Don't mind living on the weekends and slowly dying during the week.
That's a recipe for a dullard, if you ask me. Cannabis, if nothing else, allows us to start dreaming about living again....and life is for the living, is it not?