I’ve been reading a lot about “unschooling” lately. Unschooling is a form of homeschooling where you don’t really follow a curriculum, you expose your children to different opportunities to where they will want to explore and learn more about a subject. It sound fascinating. I’ve always wanted to homeschool my children, and this just seems like it would be so great. I’m still trying to convince The Man about homeschooling, so I haven’t even mentioned unschooling, yet… If you are insterested in unschooling, look it up, do some research, there is so much more to it.
Inspired by this, I’ve been purposely letting the Bundle leed me in our play. Child-led play. This is the account of a beautiful afternoon we spent together.
After dinner, I started doing dishes and the Bundle said she wanted to go outside. So I opened the kitchen door that leads outside and we sat down on the steps. It wasn’t long before her wheels began turning. She picked up a rock and exclaimed “I ppffound it, Mama, dook!” She showed it to me and I tell her how pretty it is and describe the rock to her, and put it down on the step. She quickly “pinds” another one and hands it to me. Soon, we have a nice line of rocks going. She picks them all up and decides she wants to line them up, so she does, counting “One, four, five..”
After a while of playing with the rocks, I can’t ignore the itch to get my camera any longer, so I run inside and grab it. She quickly follows me and grabs her own and starts snapping pictures of me.
She tires of the picture taking, and looks for something else to do…
She throws it to me and I thow it back and she laughs hysterically when I have to go get it. Every. Single. Time. “Go get it,” she tells me. My heart swells up and bursts with love! She is talking so much lately, with sentences!
Later, she runs inside yet again to find another toy to play with. While I wait for her, I look into the distance at the sunset and I feel overwhelmed. I’m a sucker for sunsets. The rays of sunshine stabbing their way though the clouds. Beautiful.
In that moment, I feel the presence of God. In the breathtaking sunset, in warm breeze blowing, in my daughter’s laughter. I worship God through it all.
She comes back and has another ball with her, this time a much bigger and softer ball. We enjoy some more time throwing it back and forth to each other. I take in her laughter, I’m in awe of how much joy a simple ball game brings her and I’m in love. As simple as that.
Yes, I think free learning suits us very well.