Dirty feet and knotty hair

Dirty feet and knotty hair

Many schools are finishing up this week; kinder and grade six graduations are filling my social media news feeds. But for us, holidays are well underway, two weeks in, in fact.

Poss has fallen into a bit of a routine; staying up a bit later, sleeping in a bit longer. I think it actually suits her; she will make a fabulous teenager.

It’s amazing how quickly we’ve fallen out of the daily grind that comes with school, lunch boxes and school shoes packed away for the year and they’ve been replaced with sandals and the beginnings of a tan lines. That’s when the sun decides to shine in Melbourne anyway.

She’s pretty much stopped allowing anyone to brush her hair, and I sense another very short haircut coming her way if she doesn’t let up soon.

Showering seems only enforceable after a swim; which while noble isn’t practical every day. But then again, it’s summer holidays and what fun would there be if she didn’t go to bed with dirty feet every now and then.

Personal grooming aside, she seems happier, calmer, more settled. I don’t know for sure, but along with the never ending sass (that I’m assured is age appropriate) her smiles seem to be coming quicker, more natually.

I did wonder if she would be upset about finishing at the old school and if it would linger into the holidays, but it doesn’t seem to have at all. In fact, she seems either indifferent, or excited about the new school depending on when you ask her.

I wonder sometimes if much of her angst isn’t actually caused by school; the inflexible routines, busy days and scrambles with her peers. Is it causing her more harm than good? Are the social ins and outs of the playground simply too much?

I have a good friend who home schools her girls (for reasons of her own, you can read her blog here if you’re interested) and I tell you what, they are pretty amazing kids; smart, funny and exceptionally well socialised. In fact, pretty much all the things my preconceived notions of home schooling told me they wouldn’t be. How wrong can one person be?

We’ve considered it at different times; would she learn more in a familiar, comfortable environment? Would she be more settled if she could learn at her pace and with things that inspire her imagination? Would she be happier away from the battleground that the playground can be for any eight year old?

Back in the real world, I know home-schooling will never be a reality for us; for lots of reasons, none more so than my own sanity.

So we’ll enjoy the long lazy days of holidays, making the most of the break, even if that means not enough showers, knotty hair and lots of dirty feet.

And hope it’s enough to get us through the first part of the new year.

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  1. nikki says:

    I have to say, during the conversations we have about the meaning and history of Christmas, when we are doing craft or reading, even at the occasion of his spontaneous – impressive! – punk rock performance on the bed this week…I see a relaxed attitude and expression in my bright child that I know he struggles to find in the stressful environment in school. I too am thinking “what if.. ” in those moments but in the end.. I also have seen the happiness when he talks about activities with classmates, who he will call friends when it’s still fragile relationships and I so want him to learn how to built up on that, find his way to communicate with other kids, share knowledge and fun… It would be different if I had a clan of 2 or 3..(not to mention the longterm plan is that I work) but as things are, homeschooling just does not seem to offer him what he needs most learning in. That doesn’t mean we can’t have learning adventures and stories when we ate on holiday though and I hope that will never stop!
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