My son Woody turned six in November of 2011. That would have been the kindergarten year for most kids, 180 days that mark the beginning of the school career. But Woody did his learning in the big, wide, beautiful world, without school being a part of it.

I'm Teresa Honey, and I kept this blog to document this time in my son's life, to share pictures and stories with far-away friends and relatives, and to add ours to the many stories of families living rich, engaging, loving lives with learning happening all the time and in many forms, totally inseparable from every other part of being human.

Here you'll find 180 or so learning moments recorded from August, 2011 to April, 2012 in the life of a 5-turned-6-year-old radically unschooled kid.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Day 2


This...was great fun.

We made garden boxes together last week. Woody predrilled the holes for the screws, then helped hold the boards together while I drilled the screws in. So, this week was time to avail ourselves of the city's cheap compost. He wondered why it was so warm when he dug deep into the pile. We talked about the decomposition process, and I realized for the first time that compost and decomposition were related. Turns out they share the Latin root compositus, to put together. 

He made avalanches to help bring the material down after I had dug quite a bit out, and we had a quick discussion about doing things that are probably safe, but that there might be a rule against. This picture is taken on the back side of the compost mountain, the opposite side from the solid waste facility office, and Woody thought he wouldn't make a conspicuous stand at the very top of the mountain, just in case.