"I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built upon the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think. Whereas, if the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself, instead of sitting indoors at a little round table, while a sweet-voiced teacher suggests that he build a stone wall with his wooden blocks, or make a rainbow out of strips of coloured paper, or plant straw trees in bead flower-pots. Such teaching fills the mind with artificial associations that must be got rid of, before the child can develop independent ideas out of actual experience." -- Anne Sullivan

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Outside

The past few days we've been blessed with great weather. It's been a loooong wet winter and we've been going a little bonkers stuck in the house. It's been awesome to get the kids outside for some fresh air, sunshine, and exercise.

Days like this I don't stress schoolwork too much. I would rather my kids spend their time outside than inside working in books. Some people might think this is negligent, or lazy, but I view it  much differently. In my opinion, there is a wealth of learning that happens outside.

When you step outside, it feels like your mind automatically clears. All the things that were weighing you down inside suddenly seem lighter, and you can see things with fresh perspective. There's less stuff vying for your attention. Outside there's no TV or computer, no phone ringing or radio playing. The only music is the birds singing, the wind blowing the leaves and the occasional percussion of a barking dog.

Outside my kids stop and notice tiny little bugs. They watch what they do, how they move. They try to guess what kind of bug it is. They give it sticks to see if it will climb, and dirt to see if it will dig. They listen to bird song and try to answer it. Then they look in the trees to see if they can spot it. They notice tree leaves and different kinds of bark. They find deer prints and acorns and pine cones and rocks. They play pirates and horses and dogs and farmers. They run and jump and climb without any Phys Ed class to tell them when and how. Outside they never fight and they never need me to tell them what to play.When they come in they are dirty and tired and very, very happy. We get baths and some lunch, then naps for the little guys. Then Gracie sits with a book and reads, and really focuses and thinks, because her mind is cleared from playing outside.

I think being outside is one of the best things about homeschooling. While other kids are inside a stuffy classroom, mine are running wild out back with no bells or lines or rules. Outside is a gift I can give them while they are young and need it most, one I hope they will always remember.

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