For a couple of years now, I’ve been contemplating my children’s education. I, myself, am a school teacher, which actually complicates things, because I’ve seen both the good and bad sides of traditional schooling. I like the idea of traditional school because of the community, plus the shared responsibility of taking care of children (it’s hard work being with your kids 24/7 and never having a break), but I don’I love the idea of kids starting so young, and having to follow such a heavy content based curriculum. I love the idea of homeschooling, but don’t so much love that even in homeschooling, kids still have to follow the same sort of curriculum stuff that kids in school have to follow. For younger children, I’m not sold on the idea that they need to do anything other than play-based learning. Unschooling has really piqued my interest greatly but I also like the idea of coming together with people and building a community and having some sort of commitment. I see some of the burn out rate amongst parents choosing to home educate their children and I want to create some sort of community that prevents this sort burn out from happening. Read the rest of this entry
Life is hard enough. Natural disasters, diseases, accidents… as if that wasn’t all enough, then us clever humans have to complicate everything and start killing each other!
Greed, jealously, ignorance, anger, killing the name of God, the law, etc.
I can just imagine God/nature/creator, whatever you believe in, just looking down on us and thinking, “You idiots! I give you life and all you do is sit around and bitch and moan, you destroy the earth and then sometimes you kill each other! Isn’t that just super!” Read the rest of this entry
I’ve always felt like I had to be doing ‘something‘. Something incredible, exciting, being the best, etc. But, no matter what, there’s always somebody out there who seems to have one up on me. Always someone who seems to have their stuff together and whose life seems perfect. Always someone I’m just a ‘tiny‘ bit jealous of. My husband tells me I’m crazy when I mention it, but I can’t help it, I’ve felt this way all of my life.
Roughly 85% of the population of Bali is Hindu, the rest is mix of Muslim, Buddhist. Less than 2% are Christian.
On my way to the airport, my taxi driver and I were chit chatting away. Of course, he asked the obligatory ‘how old are you, are you married, do you have children’, as every taxi driver in Asia has always asked me. I answered his questions, “32, yes, yes” and right then we drove past this magnificent statue of Arjuna driving a chariot with Lord Krishna standing on top of ferocious-looking galloping horses. The statue represents a famous conversation that takes place on the battle field from the ancient scripture, the Bhagavad Gita. I asked the taxi driver if he was Hindu, although I assumed he was. He answered “Yes” and explained the significance of the statue (although I already knew). Then he asked me what religion I was. Read the rest of this entry
Understandably, nobody wants their child to grow up into a spoiled, ego-centric adult. But, is purposely teaching kids that they are NOT the center of the universe, the right way to do it?
Young children, who are loved unconditionally, made to feel at ease their environment and made to feel like they belong and are accepted, do not go on desperately seeking attention as they get older. Their cup becomes full. They will not, cannot become spoiled. Why? Because ‘spoiled‘ doesn’t even exist in my dictionary. To me, ‘spoiled‘ means disconnection from others. Read the rest of this entry
When I was pregnant with my first child, one of my biggest hesitations about becoming a new parent, was the thought of changing countless dirty diapers and of toilet training. I often wondered if there was a more natural process. I wondered what ancient people would have done! Luckily, just a few weeks before my daughter was born, a lady told me about elimination communication (EC). A lightbulb went off after our brief conversation and I knew that elimination communication was something that I wanted to try. I’ve practiced EC with both of my children and they were both and toilet trained, day and night, right around the time they started to walk. Read the rest of this entry
I was cleaning through my kid’s bookshelf the other day and found a few packs of flashcard we’ve had for years, taking up precious space in my already overstuffed 2 bedroom apartment. Later, I found a board game, which is designed to teach kids the alphabet. On the boxes of each, it says, “Makes Learning Fun!” I chucked both of them in a bag that is destined to go the charity shop, but then thought twice about it and now decided that we can cut them up to use for craft stuff. We’ve had them for years and never used them once.
My older daughter is nearly 5 years old and man, she likes to ask questions. Every day. From the moment she wakes, ’til the moment she drifts off to sleep at night, this kid has her mouth open.
A couple years ago, I thought it was my duty to answer all these questions. I thought it was up to me to share all of my acquired knowledge with her. This sort of talking and explaining is EXHAUSTING! Being the school teacher that I am, I felt it was my all-important job to help her understand, and for me to explain. Read the rest of this entry