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.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

94


At our play date today, Joy invited Woody and Fox out to feed her chickens and collect the eggs.


Woody was very interested, and happily followed her from coop to coop, doing the tasks she offered, looking at all there was to see, and helping Fox to understand what was happening. 



I think chicken-keeping suits his energy. He likes to be calm and deliberate and thoughtful. He told his dad when we came home that none of the chickens chased him because he "moved slowly." He didn't want to pet Jewel, Joy's big gorgeous hunk of a Copper Maran, but he did very much like watching them and doing the chicken chores. Back home, he wanted to get straight to the job of cleaning out the back corner of our old detached garage where I mentioned we might keep a few hens as early as this summer. Joy passed along the link to her blog for further research and fun pictures, so tonight Woody and I may sit together and look and make plans.


Joy is showing the boys the spikes on the back of the rooster's feet and the thick, strong claws. She showed them, too, how the roosters--her roosters, anyway!--don't eat much feed for themselves at first but rather call the hens over to where the feed is so that they may get their fill.