I will leave you with playday pics..
This is the story of how I realized I was free...and started LOVING my life. Living with my heart open and at least mostly healed and radical unschooling in the Boston Mountains.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Deschooling is a long and beautiful thing...
I am contemplating experts and hierarchies and ways we make ourselves feel less than. I am learning to stop trying to find an"expert", and just trust my instincts and explore. This is my deschooling...shaking off school brain. Luckily i am inspired by these four humans who have no qualms doing these things. Because at the root of it all is living. And being. And doing. Together. (that is a direct steal from David Albert/ who you should totally check out) I am finding this freedom keeps expanding. It is a simple way to untie, gently and slowly, the knots of the "system", the upbringing, the refuse of a life lived by arbitrary standards....It feels like jumping into a swimming hole on a hot day...come on in, the water is JUST RIGHT.
I will leave you with playday pics..
I will leave you with playday pics..
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Make believe....
So much of the kiddos time is spent at what they refer to as "playing a game". They are full bodied warriors, characters from movies or books (The Hunger Games is very popular in the woods behind our house). Aley is particularly entrenched, pretty much 24/7 in creative play of one sort or another. She wears cat eye glasses she has popped the lenses out of, types stories on the computer, draws comics, creates stuffed animal kingdoms, and RULES at dramatic play. Even when her younger brothers' friends come, she makes up games with hobbits and killer robots and princesses and dragons...
Arlo does ninja moves, wears costumes, and fake dies across the entire house, Ivy cackles like a witch from a very scary movie and also rocks the hero role in many of Aley's adventures, and Sol, my teen, my oldest, continues the habit he started as a wee one of walking through the yard with a stick or a nerf gun or a lego ship in his hand, telling himself a story with the occasional explosion.
I CANNOT imagine their lives or personalities without this particular freedom. It is awesome to behold.
Arlo does ninja moves, wears costumes, and fake dies across the entire house, Ivy cackles like a witch from a very scary movie and also rocks the hero role in many of Aley's adventures, and Sol, my teen, my oldest, continues the habit he started as a wee one of walking through the yard with a stick or a nerf gun or a lego ship in his hand, telling himself a story with the occasional explosion.
I CANNOT imagine their lives or personalities without this particular freedom. It is awesome to behold.
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