our holidays…

Our holidays…

in

one word:

YUM.

We got outside a lot

mostly to

one beach

or

another

where…

ice cream was enjoyed

cliff paths were followed

rock forts were built

and rock boats were rowed

a dog was walked (and then rested)

rocks were wandered on

tree bridges were traversed

water was waded through

shark eggs were gathered

yellow met yellow

dolphins were found frolicking

the sky was held

waves were watched

(and swum in, and run from)

smiles were smiled and grins were grinned

and

joy was jumped

a lazy day…

On this lazy day,

a grand bottletop fair was held

by a boy and a girl

who had set up the fairground

just so.

Icecream was made and sold

as were the bottle tops

(with prices varying, said the seller, according to rarity of top)

A bottle top colour guessing game was played

using an ingenious invention

created by a boy and a girl

and prizes were won.

On this lazy day,

a toy house was played with

(which had been built by a dad, a boy and a girl the day before)

and afterwards,

the animals

slept deeply in their little beds.

On this lazy day,

a girl went to buy a bird

(to replace a beloved boy bird, Zed,

who had passed away in his nest three days before,

having worked his little tail off for months

nest making

grooming, and egg sitting

for his girlfriend Zoom.

R.I.P Zed. You will be missed).

Introducing Zip

who then met his new girl friend (the hefty one in the photo)

and was lurved

(resulting a seriously happy little girl!).

On this lazy day

haikus were written

by a boy,

who was

inspired by a book

that arrived in the post today

and is awesome.

(and will be used a lot

in writers workshop and at home.

I can't wait)

A haiku

Five syllables start,

Seven syllables follow.

Then five more, the end.

by my boy

On this lazy day

other lovely books arrived,

(this being the big half year books splurge of 2010)

and were pored over by a boy and a girl and a mum.

They included

A Childrens' Homer by Padraic Colum

Seven Wonders of the Ancient World by Mary Hoffman

The Picture History of Great Inventors by Gillian Clements

A Really Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson.

Galen and the Door to Medicine

and

Archimedes and the Door to Science by Jeanne Bendick.

Yum!

On this lazy day

maths dvds arrived

to help us find some maths joy again

and were watched and laughed over

and loved

by a boy and a girl and a mum.

And on this lazy day,

a cat

lay flat

on a man.

It was

a

very

lovely

(not-so-) lazy

day!

time to breathe

It's the end of term in these parts.

Ahhh, the end of term. I love it.

Funny, someone once said to me, "Oh, but you wouldn't notice the holidays, because you're always on holiday!"

Hmmm…

I guess our life must look like holidays to some…because we're happy so much of the time. And yes, we're able to go most places anytime, if the sun is up and the beach calls or if there's an impromptu excursion to go on, or some exploring to do. We get to live the spirit of the holidays, anytime we choose.

But we also have a lot of commitments—every week there are places we need to be, things we've agreed to do—art classes, music lessons, music rehearsals, tennis lessons, homeschool group, playgroup, writers workshop, and the most recent addition: First Lego League.

We have to be out every day, usually around lunchtime, to get to wherever we need to be. We have two days where we don't have to be somewhere until after 3, and those days feel lazy, indulgent. But they're also filled with a sense of all the things we want to get done. Projects, Science experiments and history days…plus going to the library, walking the dog, and visiting people we mightn't otherwise get to see.

Our days during term are packed full. In fact, kind of overflowing!

(And on a side-note, it now cracks me up inside, when people say they send their kids to school for the socialisation, or ask, "What about socialisation?" We are more busy and sociable now than we ever were in 4.5 years of public schooling)

But in the holidays…

the busyness pauses.

All classes stop, even homeschool groups take a break. In this time, we breathe.

We sleep in.

We read books for hours.

We play without any sense that we "should" stop, be somewhere else, be doing something "important."

We take stock.

And we don't have to be anywhere at any time for anyone, day after day after day.

Now, please don't get me wrong. I am not complaining!

I love our life, the projects we do, the commitments we've made. Because each thing we do brings us joy. Like, real joy, connection to self joy, making a future joy, building a life joy.

And I know that in the holidays we do a lot of the same things that we do during term. Play, visit friends, hike, bike, walk, read, make, do, experiment, learn, be.

And to an outsider it might seem it's business as usual. The holiday you have when you're already on holiday.

But we always feel a change when the term ends. We notice the shift. The release. The lightness.

And I relish both the doing and the NOT doing.

The sense of lightness I feel every single time the holidays arrive tells me that while, yes, we are learning all the time, naturally and co-operatively, and while we are loving that journey, it is also simply good to take a break.

To pause, breathe, and have the only "learning" or "doing" be the kind that slips in, unnoticed, undocumented, and entirely unscheduled.

Ahhhh.

My boy playing in the end of term Jazz Showcase with his Combo

My girl and her friends playing after the last Writers Workshop of the term