Or should that be "in the wheel"?
Oh, kiddo, I know the feeling.
I have nothing for you today. But please go read this post by Moreena at The Wait and the Wonder.
But this is also the kind of life that allows you glimpses into the
amazing kindness and generosity of friends and strangers alike. This is
the kind of life that finds you walking the streets alone on Christmas
morning, sobbing with no shame, and then allows you to accept the
comforting words of a homeless man (true story). It’s the kind of life
that allows you to see people at their most frightened, and then share
Chinese takeout together on New Year’s Eve, eating crab rangoon while
watching your kids hooked up to ventilators. And still find something
to laugh about (also a true story). It’s the kind of life in which a
mother who has lost her daughter sews homemade hospital dresses for
your own daughter, and they fit perfectly. Because that mom knows
exactly where your daughter’s funny bulges will be…
"Supposing I said there was a planet without schools or teachers, study was unknown, and yet the inhabitants—doing nothing but living and walking about—came to know all things, to carry in their minds the whole of learning: would you not think I was romancing? Well, just this, which seems so fanciful as to be nothing but the invention of a fertile imagination, is a reality. It is the child’s way of learning. This is the path he follows. He learns everything without knowing he is learning it, and in doing so passes little from the unconscious to the conscious, treading always in the paths of joy and love."
—Maria Montessori
(With thanks to Donna G., local Montessori teacher and my fellow speaker at a recent alternative education panel, for bringing it to my attention.)
And in that vein, here’s what Rilla learned yesterday.