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Venturing into the forest
The unschooling diaries: week eighteen I am always on the lookout for new and exciting learning opportunities where Arthur gets to hang out with other kids, and in the past couple of weeks we’ve found...
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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2016.” We have had a day of ‘getting things done’ today, which has meant that for much of it Arthur has been left to his own devices. Sometimes,...
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The ping game
The unschooling diaries: week twenty-nine It started with a stick. Seeing as most sticks, lately, get made into guns and swords, I thought I would try to imbue this one with more gentle powers....
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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Another weekend, another festival: the pure joy of somersaulting around a field in the evening sun. Linking up with Jodi at Practising...
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An icy experiment
The unschooling diaries: week thirty-one A new book arrived in the post last week, and it’s been inspiring Arthur since he first set eyes on it. He has been particularly keen to try the ‘icy orbs’ –...
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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2016.” A moment of calm in the midst of racing around the headland on his balance bike. He didn’t know I was watching, and just stopped and sat...
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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2016.” It has always struck me as a little odd, having a sandpit on a beach. This beach is full of shingle though (despite, as Arthur pointed out,...
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London calling
The unschooling diaries: week thirty-seven I love our life in Devon, the sea swimming and beach exploring and cliff walking, but sometimes it is pretty awesome to switch our scenery around and hang out...
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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2016.” This one is so utterly bonkers it makes my heart sing. We had a bit of a mission of a morning on Friday, getting the bus over to gymnastics...
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Dressing up
The unschooling diaries: week forty-two One of my very favourite things about Halloween this year was the week-long dress-up fest that preceded it. Arthur had decided some time in advance that he...
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