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.

Sunday, January 1, 2012


A boy holds a hatchet with his father by his side.
His father,
using a low voice and just a few words to guide him,
shows the motion with his own hands,
then his hands over his child's,
then holds the log steady
as the hatchet in the hands of the son
comes down with a soft thud.

The effort is tentative at first,

then, growing in confidence
until the nicks in the wood are one on top of the other
and soon
splinters and wedges fly off to one side and the other
and the log is two.

The boy is happy and holds the small ax
as one who stands with surety,
sure of his skill,
sure of his place in the world.