Robert Swanson (email@example.com)
Mon, 13 Nov 2000 11:57:36 -0800
Joseph Pearce says the evidence suggests it all begins with holding an
infant close to heart. It also helps that the child was born in a nurturing
environment, slow to cut the umbilical cord. These begin the natural
processes that open the heart-mind connection to intelligence. Seems to me
this is what I read in your story.
Would you comment -- is there still a struggle for trusting once compassion
opens up? Is the wisdom of love enough?
on 11/9/00 2:09 PM, Allan Saugstad at firstname.lastname@example.org wrote:
> This seems to be the right time for me to communicate my own thoughts on
> the messages from the last few days regarding the "evils" of public
> schools and why more people don't adopt the SVM.
> My own journey began before I ever did any research into altenative
> schooling. My journey also didn't begin when I first became a teacher or
> a daycare worker, which I was for many years.
> My journey didn't even begin when my wife became pregrant. I worked long
> hours building a cradle for my little one to sleep in.
> My journey truly began the day my first girl was born. When she cried,
> we held her close. When she reached for things, we helped her. When she
> called for us, we came. When she wanted to nurse, my wife nursed her.
> The cradle? What good was that, since the baby was obviously more happy
> in our arms, sleeping with us in our bed? We truly loved and respected
> her. We treated her as a genuine person, with feelings which needed to
> be respected.
> Later, when she was a toddler, we naturally let her wean herself. We let
> her choose her clothes (ugh!) We let her eat what she wanted to eat. We
> let her go to sleep whenever she was tired, etc.
> We watched her huge smiling face and energetic, emotional personality
> flourish. We watched as she learned, learned, learned - all day long,
> non-stop. She learned, through trial and error how to run down a hill.
> She experimented with crayons and learned how to make beautiful
> drawings. She learned about what happens when you drop something from a
> height. The list was endless (and still is).
> Suddenly she is approaching school-age (funny phrase, isn't it?).
> Bango!! My two worlds collide. Even though I work in a public school, a
> million questions race through my head; How can I send my daughter
> somewhere with people she has never met before? How could I ever expect
> her just to trust these people? How could I tell her to follow
> directions, when she has rarely been made to in her whole life? I watch
> the kids lining up in straight lines. (She wouldn't do this). I watch
> them being told what to do (ha ha, try this with my kid!) I watch them
> learn that school is about jumping through hoops rather than following
> your heart (something my girl has never enjoyed).
> So you see, the sudbury idea came upon me quite unexpectedly and through
> my heart - the truth of the model to me was totally self-evident.
> Most parents out there think they need to manage their kids - manage
> their behaviour, manage their sleeping routines, manage their
> dependencies, manage their emotions, and of course manage their
> learning. Often this out of a need to manage the enormous time demands
> of parenting and their own busy life. It is not until parents truly
> understand that they can simply and truly just love their child, enjoy
> them, learn from them, and let them be, that they will look for and
> perhaps demand more schools like sudbury.
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