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Grosgrain Little Red Riding Hood Jacket Giveaway

October 5, 2008 – 8:29 pm

I don’t know whether you’ve come across Grosgrain before, but she’s one talented lady!  She’s also a very generous one!

Take this lovely jacket for example.  What little girl wouldn’t absolutely love it.  So what does Grosgrain do?  She offers to give it away.  Yes, you read right, she is GIVING it away.  What’s more, this is not unusual, she regularly makes beautiful clothes and offers them on her blog as a prize draw.

Either click the photo above, or here, to go and have a look for yourself :D


A comment that really warmed my heart.

October 5, 2008 – 4:02 pm

I’ve been having a mooch through the various blogs I have listed in the sidebar (and sorting out RSS feeds, now that I understand what they actually are for) and I came across this comment on Storybook Woods (whose blog was recently featured in a magazine), the comment is about her blog being in the magazine:

“What is really so special about all this to me, is I now have something tangible for my girls (and hopefully their children) to know how important they are to me and what an honor it has been to make a home for them.”

This really touched me.  In a society that so often under-rates the homemaker (housewife or househusband) and the ‘domestic arts’ (as Jane Brockett calls them) it’s so good to see a comment like this.  Whether you stay-at-home or work outside of the home, it is important to remember that it *is* an honour to be able to make a warm, inviting home for your children and it’s so good to read that simple, but very true affirmation.

Oooooh, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy :D


Pretty Little Thing’s Felt Masks

October 3, 2008 – 10:42 pm

And aren’t they truly pretty little things?

Lori Marie at Pretty Little Things is offering felt mask kits for sale.  Choose from an elephant, butterfly, cat fox or owl, seen on their Pretty Little Things Boutique page.  I have to say the owl is my favourite :)


Mother Earth Dances

October 3, 2008 – 10:22 pm

I just saw this beautiful and inspiring photo on the Zen Fem blog:


*Sniff* and again, *sniff*

October 3, 2008 – 2:27 pm

I’m sure the last bug put up a sign saying, “Co-tenants wanted.”  Because now it’s gone, it seems it left something else behind.  So I’m sniffing and sneezing and drinking alot of hot water and lemon.

Still, it is an excuse (as if I need one) to make some lovely soup - carrot and ginger last night, followed by a tray of flapjacks (that didn’t last an hour), but I haven’t been online much due to the need for an early night.

We’ve been to the park:

Had a go at making peg dolls:

 

Look at the look of concentration on Ted’s face!

They also made some collages:

Not so bad really :)

I also faced the fact that I am likely not ever going to get around to taking in the skirts I’ve been planning to for months and instead took the first one into an alterations place.  Part of me tells myself I really should’ve done it myself, but realistically with everything else I have to do, doing it would’ve been unlikely and so it’s much better to just get it done by someone else (rather than the alternative of buying a new skirt!)  Of course I now have to remember to pick it up from the alterations place (I’ve already forgotten to once…)

AND I finally got around to co-ordinating a bulk-buy to Suma, so feeling far more virtuous now I’ve been all organised and ordered in some good flour and other bits and pieces, with a plan to bake everyday and hopefully get my diet under control again (not in a losing weight way, although that would be good to, but more in a general I’ve not been eating as healthily as I might recently).

So I’m feeling rather smug and organised through the fug of head cold :)


Achey stomach and a balaclava pattern

September 24, 2008 – 12:45 pm

I’m not well :( My stomach aches and aches and has done since Sunday and I can’t work out why, because surely a bug or food-poisoning would’ve passed by now (and well, horrible ‘other stuff’ goes along with a bug or food-poisoning and I’m not experiencing anything like that).

I’m wondering whether it’s down to the fact that I’ve been eating quite a bit of things I know don’t really agree with me, but I’ve not felt this bad for a while.

Still, it does mean I’ve been getting lots of knitting done (I’m designing a knitted dress as I go along for dd, with a few false starts, but hopefully when I sew up the top it’ll fit her and then I can start on the skirt of it) with the help of my very handy human swift:

Perhaps I should rent him out?

I’ve added the balaclava ‘patterns’ to the Articles section.  Please bear with them, I tend to knit from my head and am rather bad at notes, but they should make sense.  I will at some point knit some more using the pattern I’ve posted to test it - if you use it and pick up on anything, do let me know.  I’ve also added a dolls balaclava for good measure (as it can really help a child to keep a hat on their head if their doll is wearing the same).  The photos are a bit useless, it was nigh-on impossible to get Ted to stay still enough to get a decent photo!


Sir Ken Robinson: Do schools kill creativity?

September 17, 2008 – 9:47 am

Well worth listening to and also rather funny (from 2006):


No school

September 14, 2008 – 5:29 pm

This September Nin would’ve started school and didn’t.  Whilst I’ve known that she would be home-educated from before she was born, it still feels strange not to send a child to school in the first place (having deregistered my older two to home-ed).

I’ve been busy finishing off the October edition of the Education Otherwise Newsletter and doing quite a bit of knitting which I will take a photo of - balaclavas (I’ve also written up a basic pattern to type up), plus I’ve started a knitted dress for Nin (again my own design).

We *did* make blackberry jelly after going blackberry picking:

Making blackberry jellyStraining blackberry jellyBlackberry jelly sandwic

It tastes wonderful! So fruity :)

We made two pound jars of jelly and it set really well (sometimes I have a bit of difficulty on the setting front).  We’re steadily working our way through it now.

I had planned to go and pick more, but the weather has been so wet and windy recently there hasn’t really been the opportunity.

Instead we’ve done some baking:

Nin rolling

Nin cutting scones out

Nin cutting more scones out

No photo of the results, they were eaten before I had a chance to take a picture!

A new Steiner co-op has started up in Sheffield (at the Longshaw Estate what a FABULOUS location).  It is running from 5+ (I did discuss the thinking behind this with the teacher), but I feel that Nin is still too young for it (as I would prefer her to be atleast 6.5 before starting such a thing), however, they are also running a Parent and Child group which I hope to get to occasionally (it’s a bit of a trek from here on public transport so I can’t make it every week, much as I might like to).

I’m looking forward to meeting some other families with similar ideas to myself regarding educational approach and am hoping that there might be the possibility of getting some sort of group started up locally.


Hugely misinformed article in The Independant

September 12, 2008 – 2:23 pm

I consider myself to be a fairly calm person on the whole, quite laid back really.  However there are some things that just make my blood boil.  Articles such as this one: http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/commentators/johann-hari/johann-hari-children-we-abandon-at-our-peril-925518.html in The Independant is an example of the sort of thing that will really wind me up.

Text as below:

Johann Hari: Children we abandon at our peril

“As the new school year begins, there are totally unwatched kids heading towards criminality.

Across Britain, children are half-gleeful and half-groaning as they finally head back to school. But amidst the bustle of the school-run, there are tens of thousands of forgotten children who aren’t going anywhere. They are being denied an education – and set up to fail for life. The children left outside the school gates fall into four quite different groups – and each one is a scandal.

The Untaught One: the “home schooled.” Contrary to popular belief, you don’t have to send your kids to school in Britain. If you decide to keep you child indoors and uneducated, you don’t have to inform the local authority – and nobody will come looking. As a result, we have no idea how many children are kept at home. Nobody is counting. But the current estimate is 50,000.

Of course, some of these kids are well-taught – but there is disturbing evidence they are a minority. When the investigative journalist Rob Blackhurst journeyed into the world of British home-schooling, he discovered 12-year-old children who had not been taught to read. The most detailed survey of British parents teaching their kids at home found that 50 per cent don’t believe in teaching literacy to eight-year-olds. This leaves Britain with a weirdly divided school system. The majority of kids are constantly cooking on the SAT-grill, endlessly tested and Ofsted-ed – while this minority are totally unwatched.

This means children can even disappear. Seven-year-old Khyra Ishaq, who was found starved to death in her home in Birmingham earlier this year, had been withdrawn from the school system to be “home-schooled”. For precisely this reason, home-schooling is illegal in Germany. The law here needs to be altered so local authorities regularly interview home-schooled kids. If they aren’t being properly taught, they should be required to enter the normal school system immediately.

The Untaught Two: the “permanently excluded”. Over 10,000 children in Britain have been chucked out of school for bad behaviour, and can’t make their way back. I know a 13-year-old boy – let’s call him Peter – who was expelled for kicking his teacher. He was obviously disturbed: his parents would hit him and even lock him out. Sometimes he can be thoughtful and gentle; but he can fly into paroxysms of rage at nothing.

The expulsion should have been a flashing-red warning sign he was hurtling towards criminality. The education authorities should have swooped in with intensive tuition and counselling. Yes, this is expensive – but it costs a lot less than prosecuting and imprisoning Peter intermittently for the rest of his life.

The opposite happened. He was abandoned by the local authority and left to mooch around the streets untaught. This isn’t unusual. The Doncaster Free Press recently decided to track down all the children who had been permanently excluded from their town’s schools. They found one third were like Peter, receiving no education, left to “kick around the streets” all day. Many of the rest were “being kicked from pillar to post,” attending pupil referral units that were “not fit for purpose, poorly managed [and with] horrible conditions”.

So most of these kids will soon join The Untaught Three: the imprisoned children. We are jailing kids faster than ever before: the number aged 15 or under has increased by 800 per cent since 1992. Here, at last, you would think they would finally be taught something. These damaged kids are now a captive audience. They have no choice. When the gates slam behind them, some 40 per cent are functionally illiterate. So do we do the one thing guaranteed to make them less likely to mug another granny – intensively teach them to read, and how to get a job?

No. A study by the Howard League for Penal Reform visited every institution that holds teenagers, and found teaching conditions were usually dire. The teachers are paid less than those in a normal secondary school for a much harder job – so there is a high drop-out rate and low commitment. Darren at Huntercombe Young Offenders’ Institution explained: “The lesson’s been cancelled about once a week. The key skills and Kwik Fit courses have been cancelled as there’s not enough staff.” No wonder most young people leave as illiterate and unskilled as when they enter – and 80 per cent are back behind bars within two years.

The Untaught Four: asylum seeking children. Every year, 2,000 kids who have committed no crime are jailed in Britain’s “immigration centres”. They are forcibly seized from their homes or their classrooms – without time to gather their belongings – and locked away behind iron doors. They do not know when they will get out; some are held for more than six months. They are not allowed out to play in a park or to kick a ball. They are given virtually no schooling. Their “offence”? To come to Britain fleeing persecution.

I’ve written before about the racked, trauma-soaked children I have found in Yarl’s Wood detention centre. In this week’s New Statesman, a typical child-inmate tells her story. Fourteen-year-old Meltem Avcil tells how, when she was seven, her mother brought her here from Turkey, where they were being terrorised for being Kurdish. Meltem has been here for half her life, and says in a London accent: “I feel English through and through.” After their asylum claim was declined, they were seized. Guards took them to Heathrow to force them to board a flight to Turkey. They beat Meltem’s mother in front of her and said to the girl: “You know if you refuse to go on the plane, we’ll put handcuffs on you and tie your feet.” The pilot refused to fly such obviously distressed people, so they were taken back to the detention centre for three months – where they won their appeal. Jasmine is back at school and says now: “One day I will show everyone what I am capable of. But I will never forget Yarl’s Wood.”

After so long, do we really have to refight one of the oldest democratic debates of all – the right for every child to have an education? In 1880, the British parliament passed a law saying every child should go to school. More than a century later, thousands of kids like Khyra, Peter, Darren and Meltem are still waiting – in a country with no excuses.”

Unsurprisingly I have a few issues with this piece of ‘journalism’.  I home educate my children and have done so on and off for five years.  I strongly object to the assertation that my children are ‘unwatched and heading towards criminality’ and that ’some of these kids are well-taught – but there is disturbing evidence they are a minority’.   I’ve met more than a few home-educated children in my time and I have not had concerns about the level of education of any of them. 

Whilst home-educating my eldest son (who later chose to go to school) we didn’t follow the National Curriculum, rather we followed a mix of Steiner/Waldorf and autonomous education.  He returned to school and has done well academically, going into the highest sets in all streamed subjects bar maths (set 2 for maths).  So clearly his education didn’t suffer whilst he was not subject to the National Curriculum along with a barrage of testing.  There are differences in the areas he has covered, but this is not a barrier to him being able to integrate into school subjects (there are other barriers regarding him integrating into school itself, but this has nothing to do with him being HE-ed, rather as a young person diagnosed with Aspergers Syndrome, this is understandable and one of the reason we deregistered him in the first place).

There’s a lot more I could say in response to this article, but I’m still fuming so much it’s hard to put together something coherent (and approaching polite).

Meanwhile, Education Otherwise’s response can be found at the Freedom for Children to Grow site (EO’s campaign arm): http://www.freedomforchildrentogrow.org/letterindependentJohannHari120908.pdf


Blackberry picking

August 29, 2008 – 8:14 pm

Through the gate:

Through the gate

Past the way-marker:

Marker  Marker 2

Down the lane:

Stopping to show off (the doll MT is newly knitted and crocheted and Nin is really pleased with it and currently carrying her doll everywhere in it):

Just a bit further:

And finally: blackberries!

Blackberries

Blackberry picking

Not much of a haul at this point, we we did pick enough to make some blackberry jelly (the project for tomorrow, I was too tired today).  On the way home we stopped at another park (we have a few in the village):

Nin and Ted on the slide

Ted at the top of the slide

Ted going down the slide

And up and down again and again:

And up and down again

And a bit of a child crash on the slide (there’s not many pics with my eldest son in):

Three on the slide

I promised to take them a while ago, on a lovely sunny Sunday when we happened to pick a few sweet blackberries.  “We’ll come back tomorrow.”  I promised and then it rained solidly for a week - typical for this country (although it’s also an important part of what keeps our countryside so green and beautiful :) )  Nin has been waiting patiently to go blackberry picking for quite some time now.  She’s seen the apples budding and then swelling on the trees and she knows that’s a sign that it’s time for blackberries.  We’re now waiting a little longer for the apples to ripen so we can pick some of them too.

The plan for tomorrow is to make some jelly from the blackberries (blackberry jam is a bit to pippy for my tastes) and perhaps an apple and blackberry crumble.

 

 


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