It may seem as if I have abandoned the whole philosophy of autonomy and unschooling, nothing could be further from the truth. I’m well aware that the majority of the children’s education is still delivered incidentally as it were, facts absorbed from yoghurt pots, conversations about words and meanings, TV programmes imparting animal information or the occasional bit about science.
Yesterday was a wonderful example of that. It started with children bickering and squabbling, at which point I declared we were going on a nature walk to the nearby Grove. Obviously this announcement was greeted with cries of joy (not 🙁 ) but I was resolute, and we all went out together.
Once out the grottiness disappeared, and I had happy children again. Which meant happy parents. We took one of the nature detectives spotter sheets with us, and Big worked on seeing how many she could spot, while Small gambolled about and told us stories about trolls.
We even found The Magic Faraway Tree
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Once done with woodland gambolling, Tim headed for home, while the children and I spent an extra half hour in the little play area. The sun was out, the wind was gentle, it wasn’t like September at all!
Home for lunch and a quiet day, can’t actually remember much of the afternoon, although reasonably sure it involved yet more laundry.
In and amongst, there were conversations about what a Baroness is (courtesy of me ranting about Delyth), democracy, Small had questions about all sorts of things (none of which I can bring to mind right now, sigh, really must note them down at the time!) and I cooked tea which was sweetcorn, followed by burgers (for meat eaters) with new potatoes, kale, green beans and raw carrots.
It was, overall, a lovely day.
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