The Woman Warrior
June 18th, 2007 at 10:55 pm (Unschooling Life)
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June 18th, 2007 at 10:55 pm (Unschooling Life)
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April 14th, 2007 at 12:00 am (Unschooling Life)
We don’t do Olan Mills or Sears. Instead, we head out into the Texas bluebonnets each year and let Kenzie be… well, Kenzie. This is the result.
Slideshow: Kenzie in the Bluebonnets, 2007
Watch closely, and you might even see a photograph of me. It’s been rumored that a few exist. Find out whether or not the tales are true!
March 10th, 2007 at 2:20 am (Unschooling Life)
It’s one in the morning, and Kenzie is drawing dragons. He’s been telling me about how he chose the wing color - something light and airy, almost see-through. A nice, soft greenish color called “deco aqua.” He’s shown me how he draws the wing “bones.” He’s explained how the teeth “fit together.” He’s paid special attention to the scales, the eyes, the claws.
This is one of the reasons children need real art supplies. Crayola crayons simply aren’t adequate for blending, shading, or even filling in. Cheap colored pencils won’t do the trick, either. Kenzie requires real Prismacolor pencils in many shades. He has gotten more use out of his 120 piece pencil set than any other resource he owns. He will sit at his desk for hours, drawing under the “artist light” (an old-fashioned, quietly humming, flourescent desk lamp) and listening to old They Might Be Giants or Animaniacs songs. Every so often, I’ll hear the soft whir of the electric pencil sharpener.
Before the Prismacolors, Kenzie rarely drew. Despite his father being an artist, I assumed he simply had no interest in creating visual art. I was wrong; he just had crappy supplies. As soon as he discovered the joy of working with high quality colored pencils, he began drawing constantly and soon took to calling himself an artist - which is certainly an apt descriptor. He isn’t much interested in paints or markers or other mediums at the moment, but his pencil set goes with him almost everywhere. It is his toolkit.
My son, the artist.
March 5th, 2007 at 3:31 pm (Unschooling Life)
We didn’t have anything planned for today. When we got up, we had some breakfast, and I worked for a bit while Kenzie watched The Muppet Movie. He then read some of Jim Henson’s Designs and Doodles: A Muppet Sketchbook.
After Kenzie did a few rpgs on Neopets, he, dh and I all walked through the neighborhood to the local Mexican restaurant. On our walk, we talked about what we want to happen when we die - funeral-wise. It was actually a lighthearted conversation! We stopped to look at the fish in the stream and decided they were bluegills. We also watched several stink bug couples mating! After lunch, we walked to the thrift store where we each found some good books and movies. On the way back, we stopped to look into shop windows and talk about what sort of shops we’d open in each space.
Now, Kenzie’s outside playing and riding his bicycle. Who knows what the evening will bring. Looks like it might involve some cookie-making. Yum!
January 29th, 2007 at 11:33 pm (Unschooling Life)
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January 27th, 2007 at 2:59 pm (Unschooling Life)
Suddenly, it seems, there are a lot of articles on unschooling floating around. More often than not, they’re not purely positive, not purely negative, but what we’ve come to call “balanced.” But, are they really? The word “balanced” implies that both sides are equally credible, but this is almost never the case.
Here’s a recent example: In the December 9, 2006 edition of The Patriot Ledger, Sydney Schwartz has a rather mediocre piece about unschooling called “When DROPOUT isn’t a bad word.” The article has one stand-out feature, however, that drew me right in: it focuses on older unschoolers. Great! I thought to myself. We need more articles like this! And then, of course, I came upon The Expert.
The Expert generally has a title (often PhD), and is almost always a professor of education at a college somewhere. This Expert happened to be Lorne Ranstrom, chair of the division of teacher education at Eastern Nazarene College in Quincy. His take on unschooling?
‘Schools provide sort of a liberal arts education. You get well-rounded. Does that happen in an unschooled situation? Who’s in charge of that kind of teaching? Is it her parents? Is she pretty much on her own?’
It seems that this “Expert” isn’t the least bit familiar with what unschooling entails. After a thorough Google search, his name doesn’t appear connected to “homeschooling,” “home schooling,” “home education,” “unschooling” or any other term that might imply he knows what he’s talking about. That’s not surprising.
So, is that the norm for Experts who appear in unschooling articles? You bet. After searching through dozens of online articles and scouring the Internet for a connection between any Expert and homeschooling, I came up empty handed.
So, how are these Experts chosen? Are their names drawn from a hat? Are they picked randomly from a well-thumbed telephone book? My best guess is that, in most cases, the journalist calls up the department of education at the local university and leaves a message. After a while, someone calls her back, and that’s The Expert. She tries her best to explain this novel, strange trend called “un-schooling” to her newfound Expert - “It’s where kids do whatever they want all day and the parents don’t teach them anything. Have you heard of it?” - and then asks for his opinion.
Fairly easy solution, and since there are so few researchers who tackle homeschooling issues, what choice does she have? She has to write a “balanced” article, doesn’t she? She has to have Experts. She has to show the “other side.” And she can’t spend months researching.
That’s why I try my best (really, I do) to look the other way when the requisite skeptical Expert appears. But it’s difficult to hold my tongue (or my typing fingers) when The Expert has obviously never heard of unschooling before.
Perhaps we should write our own articles. Any unschooling journalists out there?
UPDATE 1/30/07: A recent Tennessean article just made me smile. The author, Bonna de la Cruz, writes, “‘It’s risky to put all the eggs in the child’s basket,’ said Mary Jane Moran, an assistant professor of child and family studies at the University of Tennessee, where she instructs future teachers of pre-kindergarten to third-graders. She has not studied unschooling.”
Thanks, Ms. De la Cruz.
January 26th, 2007 at 10:01 pm (Unschooling Life)
For once, an article without the seemingly requisite anti-unschooling “expert” thrown in.
‘Unschooling’ Appeals to Some
by Katherine EvansMack Burton, a 9-year old who lives in Pinehurst, doesn’t attend school and has no set curriculum for learning.
On any given day, he wakes up when he wants to, walks around barefoot, and hunkers down in a big dish chair to play video games or work on a Lego project.
Read more at ThePilot.com.
January 24th, 2007 at 1:29 am (Unschooling Life, The Magazine)
We’ve uploaded two articles from the most recent issue of Live Free Learn Free to our website.
Learning Together: Mixing Unschooling and University
by Rebecca EllisI’m a part-time university student at a large research university in Ontario, Canada. Currently, I’m working on a Bachelor of Arts in Socio-cultural Anthropology. In a few weeks, I’ll be presenting a paper at an academic conference for the first time. My long term goal is to get a PhD in Anthropology. I am also an unschooling mother of two.
Read more at the Live Free Learn Free Website: Learning Together
and
Abundance
by Mary Thomas DraperWhenever my husband tells me I am crazy, I know I am on to something. One day last November I told him about a family that lived in a cabin in the woods on $500 a year. I imagined their lives to be particularly rich without any of the material trappings. The thought of raising our young son close to nature with the full attention of both of his parents seemed ideal to me. No distractions. The focus could be on what is essential in life.
Read more at the Live Free Learn Free website: Abundance
Browse through articles from each of the back issues at the LFLF Articles page.
January 6th, 2007 at 6:30 pm (Unschooling Life)
These were all taken by my brother Sean with his new camera.

I just had to put this one in. We’re at my parents’ house opening presents, and Sean snapped this close-up.

Kenzie next to the new guitar my parents got for him. It’s sooo much better than the old toy guitar he has. We have several that are full-sized, but he’s simply too small to be able to play them, yet.

Ah, another present from his grandparents. This is the wand that came in a wand-making kit. He’s been casting spells left and right since Christmas.

From my parents’ house, we drove to Arlington (Texas), like we do every year, to be with extended family. Here’s Terry (and me) checking out the new arcade console in my my Aunt and Uncle’s gameroom. This thing was amazing! There were dozens of vintage games, all free to play. Terry got caught up playing Galaga. My mother spent a while trying to get Frogger across the street. I tried my hand at a billiards game, but was fairly unsuccessful. Good thing it didn’t cost a quarter!

Here’s my father playing shuffleboard in the game room. He and Sean got quite good at it!

Here’s Kenzie with my grandmother, Mimi. She and I had the loveliest conversation that day. She’s in her nineties, and spunky as ever.
December 24th, 2006 at 1:49 am (Unschooling Life)
Kenzie went to see Santa the other day. We made sure to go before school let out for winter break, so the line wasn’t too terrible. Of course, while we stood there, next to several other children, looking at the cheesy, lifeless mall decorations and listening to the musack, Kenzie decided to start singing passages from his new favorite Christmas song, “The Pretty Little Dolly” by Mona Abboud.
Spoken:“Dear Santa Claus - My mommy and daddy said that if I was very good I could have whatever I wanted for Christmas. Well, I would like a DOLLY for Christmas. It is a very special dolly. I saw it advertised on television. In case you don’t know which dolly I mean, I will try to describe it to you.”
The pretty little dolly can sit
The pretty little dolly can stand
She will even walk around the room
If you take her hand!
The pretty little dolly can turn
The pretty little dolly can dance
If you feed her water through a tube
She’ll wet her pants!
Close to fires
She perspires
If you give her a playful squeeze
She will cough and belch and sneeze!
Oh, the pretty little dolly’s so cute!
The pretty little dolly’s so REAL!
If you take her out into the sun, she burns
And three days later she’ll peel!
The pretty little dolly can sing
The pretty little dolly can shout
Hold her footsies high above her head
And she passes out!
The pretty little dolly can plead
The pretty little dolly can beg
And she screams in realistic pain
When you break her leg!
Heavy drinking
Gets her stinking
On her back you can turn a key
And she goes through puberty!
Oh, the pretty little dolly can wail
The pretty little dolly can cry
If you put a plastic bag around her head
She’ll choke, turn purple, and DIE!
So Santa.. remember your part…
Don’t break a little girl’s heart…
Don’t forget this Christmas the pretty little dolly
Is the present you must leave
Remember that, fat boy
BRING THAT KID if you wanna see New Year’s eve!
Needless to say, the children and parents around us got quite an earful. I’m fairly certain he also sang a few verses from Weird Al’s “Christmas at Ground Zero,” and I seem to recall discussing my favorite, “Let’s Have a Drug Free Christmas” by Tim Cavanagh. It wasn’t until we finished and were hunting for an Icee that it hit me: the people in line must have thought we were nuts! Thinking about it still makes me laugh.
Anyway, while we didn’t buy the standard Santa photos ($25 per 8.5×11 sheet!), we did get a few good digital camera shots. These are my favorites:


He asked Santa for books - lots of books: Greek mythology, Egyptian history, Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh. Santa promised to deliver.