Yesterday we had one of those rare golden days. Our eldest son had heard about a "How to Train your Dragon" exhibition at a gallery in another city. Being a huge fan of the books by Cressida Cowell, the series which really got him reading, and eagerly anticipating the release of the second movie, he expressed an interest in going. As we had plans to visit friends on their farm over that way, we decided to make a day of it.
The Cressida Cowell exhibition was really enjoyable - especially as the older boys know the books so well. It was very interactive, and great fun even for our toddler, who enjoyed dressing up in Viking garb and sitting in the longboat listening to sea shanties. It was interesting to learn more about Cressida's early life, and the way in which her childhood shaped and inspired her Viking and dragon tales. It was also interesting to listen to her talk about her ideas book, which was on display, and the way in which she began with a map out of which the characters wandered and the stories began to unfold.
The boys enjoyed looking at original sketches from the stories and reading more - both about Cressida and her engaging characters, and about Viking culture and tradition. The exhibition combined of written and video presentation along with lots of pictures and interactive displays. A highlight was a video in which Cressida taught us some "Dragonese" - the language of the dragons.
I love the way so many great works of literature involve the creation of an imaginary world complete with geography, history, language and culture. It is such a creative process, and the hope is that the boys were suitably inspired.
My second son talks of wanting to be an illustrator, and recently told me he was going to write a book. He went on to describe his idea for a plot involving time travel and science fiction. It was creative and original - and it surprised me because it comes from a boy who shows no willingness or interest in the process of writing, not at the moment. It is so interesting what is going on, unseen, in the imagination.
After an hour or so at the gallery, we drove out of town and made our way to our friends' farm. What a beautiful location, tucked away in the middle of nowhere. We shared a picnic lunch in their walled garden, and the boys had fun playing with their young son on the climbing frame, trampoline and in the sandpit and BIG paddling pool, never mind the battery powered ride-on tractor - plenty to keep all ages entertained, whilst we chatted about autonomous learning! There is so much to learn day-by-day on the farm. They had a wonderful, well-established vegetable patch where we were able to pick a variety of berries which we have stewed today and enjoyed with our cereal and in a lovely crumble, prepared by son no 2! We walked down to the farmyard with their dogs, and were able to talk to the farmer about the farm machinery - and sit in a combine harvester and in a digger.
We drove home, tired but happy, all agreeing it had been a good day. It was the kind of day I imagined when we started out on our home educating adventure. Of course, not every day is like this ... but it can happen!
How would you like this for a school timetable?
Looking at it makes me think about what a culture values, and the way this is reflected in what is taught to the next generation. What do school timetables today convey about what we value as a culture? What does your home education say about what you value as a family? Food for thought!