17 September 2012
unschool monday :: pubschooling
When I was an owlet, my sister and I would hang out at the pub with Dad on a Sunday afternoon. We'd chat to people, hear some stories, learn how to pour drinks, play carpet bowls or maybe pool, have a go on the bingo machine... It was kinda fun and quite different to our weekday world. We learnt about all sorts of new things and had a fantastic time.
Last week we went visiting. Friends of ours have just moved onto a houseboat and we were excited to visit! The houseboat is situated in the water just below one of our favourite pubs. It has a fantastic position, a cosy, warm fire and a pool table. And ice cream sundaes. Owlet lunch.
We chatted with a regular about boats and his days as a paramedic, listened to the juke box, turned off the jukebox, and played pool. With very flexible rules. Then the barman came over to clear away our bowls and noticed that our friend liked Captain America. What ensued was an entertaining conversation about the Hulk and an impromptu drawing lesson. My owlets, and my friend's owlet are all very keen on drawing, and a little partial to superheroes right now, so they were entranced.
I love observing how mentors emerge for the owlets in unexpected places. They learn everywhere and all the time, of course, but every now and then people will offer to share some knowledge with them. People are always so willing to share what they know, especially with children, and when you see that, the concept of facilitating your child's learning journey is far less daunting. It's just a matter of spending time in different places, talking to people, taking time, slowing down... And opening your world a little to the people around you. You never know what skill they might have to share! Yay team!
Thanks for reading along with Unschool Monday. If you have a question for me, or one of the other participants on the linkup, ask away! I'm happy to try and answer here next time. If you feel like linking up, it'd be lovely to have you on board and see how unschooling happens at your nest. xx