I have never seen a lizard in its molting phase before. Its old skin looks like paper peeling off.
It has got me thinking about our own molting going on around here recently. Throwing off old ideas and old possessions to make room for new growth. The whole decision to homeschool was a molting process. To throw off the old idea of necessity of public school to allow for further growth through homeschooling. To throw off the idea of school at home to allow for more growth through directed exploration. To do away with cluttering possessions to free up more room for family fun and reduce stress in our lives.
MB is also going through her own molting process. She doesn't realize it, but is having to go through her own difficult changes from developmental changes to changing her own ideas about what school is. Because like that lizard, the old skin can't just be pulled away, but has to wear off in its own time, we also have to wait for MB to go through her changes, in her own time.
Today, while doing reading, MB began her fussing again. This time I explained to her that once she has achieved the basics in reading, math and writing (the big three) she will be able to have more control over what topics we include in her schooling. Because 'control' is one of those big deals for MB, she seemed to really understand that. If nothing else, I got a nearly flawless reading lesson out of her after the conversation.
Clay activities have continued to be a big hit with the girls today. In addition to the mask MB did on Saturday:
She made a primitive house (teepee) all be herself. She came up with the idea and figured out how to do it by herself. I only helped with the sewing of the material. The process, the fact that she took the initiative is so much more important to me than the actual outcome. This is one idea I had of what hs could be, and I am so glad to see things like this happening around the house.
Tomorrow we actually have some organized school activities to get through so I am hoping for a more normal type of day. A good two hours of concentration would be wonderful.
Peace,
Amy
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