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Strewing to Share Passions and Keep Our Bonds Strong

Driving past a cafe in town, I spied a blue racing car. โ€œI need a photo of the car to send to Callum!โ€ I cried. So Andy turned the car around and headed back to the cafe. As we parked the car, my husband said, โ€œDo you want to jump out and get your photo while I sit here?โ€ Of course, thatโ€™s not what I wanted. We were outside a cafe. I needed coffee. So, Andy ordered coffee while I…

Do You Need to Follow an Older Unschooler? (Part 2)

I choose the photos I share online with care, looking for ones with good, flattering light. I also need my photo smile to be just right. Sometimes, my smile looks a bit goofy because of my overbite. I reject these images, wanting to hide my imperfection, though itโ€™s not my fault my teeth are like this. Itโ€™s just the way I am. I wonder: what if I let my overbite smile shine bright? I could post myself from all angles…

Do You Need to Follow an Older Unschooler? (Part 1)

Our fluid intelligence – our ability to focus and problem solve – will inevitably decline as we age. Listening to Arthur C. Brooks say this during a YouTube interview, I instantly protested, โ€œNo!โ€ What if I keep my brain active by playing lots of video games? I could practise my memory skills. Maybe if I stay interested in everything, look after my health, and keep fit, I can avoid mental decline. I can be the person I was at 30…

How Unschoolers Own the World

What comes to mind when someone mentions nature studies, famous artists, or living books? Charlotte Mason? What about classical novels, The Great Books or Latin? Classical education? Do you think about unit studies when you hear someone is exploring a topic in many different ways? And what about notebooking? Perhaps someone who writes down details of their learning is using this method. We often associate resources and learning techniques with particular homeschooling methods, donโ€™t we? However, Charlotte Mason doesnโ€™t own…

A Genuine Invitation for Christian Unschoolers

Sometimes, invitations arenโ€™t genuine invitations. They might sound like proper invitations. We say the right words, โ€œWould you like toโ€ฆ?โ€ but expect a particular response that doesnโ€™t include the right to decline. Then, some invitations are issued without a personal touch. We wonder, โ€œDoes it matter if I accept? Will anyone notice if Iโ€™m there or not?โ€ This happened to me years ago when I was a naive Facebook user. I received an invitation to a baptism. There was only…

An Irresistible Invitation to an Unschooling Voyage of Discovery

Isnโ€™t it wonderful to receive an invitation? Someone has chosen us! There are all kinds of invitations, from coffee dates to weddings. I love hearing, โ€œMum, would you like to meet up for lunch with me?โ€ Sometimes, we eagerly accept an invitation: โ€œLunch sounds good! Thank you for asking me!โ€ But occasionally, we express our regrets and decline the invitation. Thatโ€™s okay. An invitation isnโ€™t an order. No one is forcing us to accept it. Recently, I excitedly accepted an…

Unschoolers Taking Over the World

A sign at our local nursery recommends purchasing native plants like wattles, bottlebrushes, waratahs, and hakeas for our gardens because we live so close to the Australian bush. Everyone in our village seems to have ignored this advice. Each front garden on our road has many exotic agapanthus plants. In summer, we all enjoy a glorious display of blue/purple and white flowers. There are also agapanthus plants in the park, right next to the bush. The council ignored the nurseryโ€™s…
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Unschooling Is Carried by Conversations

Dinner tables, car rides, bedtime chats, and cafรฉ corners are the real places where unschooling lives and grows. Conversationsโ€”often unscheduled, informal, and unplannedโ€”can become the central structure of a learning life. Gathering at the Dinner Table In our house, we never met for breakfast or lunch. Those were meals where people ate what, where and when they liked. But we…
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