“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 taught to think. Whereas if the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less slowly. Let him come and go 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 suggest that he build a stone wall with his wooden blocks, or make a rainbow out of strips of colored paper, or plant straw trees in 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 experiences.”
~Anne Sullivan
I'm thankful for...
sun dappled afternoons spent exploring the woods with a boy and a dog...
being surprised by new skills acquired and fears conquered...
lifelong friendships forged because of and despite all of the being together...
discovering snow covered islands in the middle of big muddy rivers and, maybe, just maybe, spotting an eagle, too...
listening to the real trumpet of a swan after having cherished the idea between the pages of a book...
building and tearing down...
time enough to sit and realize that the jagged edges of a cut tree stump look just like a city skyline...
"Education is not preparation for life; education is life itself."
-John Dewey
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