Other than responding to a few comments on my blog, I didn’t think about unschooling at all today.
Or the day before that.
Instead, over the last few days, we did things like going to see Marina & the Diamonds in concert, watching some Broadway League softball in Central Park and watching “Matilda” on Broadway.
Instead I went out with Joshua on Saturday to see “The Great Gatsby”.
Instead we visited with friends and celebrated Maya’s birthday and laughed about a bunch of silly stuff.
In other words, we just lived our lives.
Some books were read. Journals written. Photos taken.
I didn’t keep track of things my kids might have learned. I didn’t throw any particularly “educational” media or information their way.
I mostly left their daily schedule up to them and trusted they would choose well.
This is both the joy and trickery of unschooling. It looks like “nothing”. It looks like life as a whole, fluid, organic thing and not compartmentalized into subjects and education as something separate.
It makes people uneasy, sometimes, when they are looking in from the outside. They don’t get what’s going on. (Because to them it looks like the nothing I mentioned above.)
Unschooling is a kind of leap of faith that incorporates a willingness to go forge your own path with a willingness to experiment and fail and try again.
At first you tend to think about it all the time. You think about letting go and trusting and forging the path.
Until you get to the point where you don’t think about it much at all. You are just in it and it is your life.
And that’s a good place to be.