A Letter to a Parent About reading

This is what I would I have told my worried self about reading and my children about three years ago. One of children was diagnosed with Irlen’s syndrome and so I was very stressed about whether

Unschooling The Kids. The Book

If writing a book is like building a house, then I think I thought our unschooling book would be a neat, smallish modern build with windows letting light in and a breeze flowing through it. The words would

This Week the Kids Helped Me Start a Business

Our kitchen is so loud, this is where we all work, play, cook and do our thing. Over the last few days our kitchen has become our office, our kitchen table has been a humming heaving mess of computers,

Could Minecraft hold the key to the future of how kids learn…?

  ‘That is it I have got it, the future if education is Minecraft’ I say to my husband then he looks at me across the kitchen coffee in hand, ‘erm, am not sure you are right there’ he says.

Why Our Children UNSCHOOL.

Why am I doing it? I didn’t plan to be an unschooling parent, I was the one who said “I wouldn’t have the patience to unschool my kids, I am not that parent.” We are doing it, from my perspective

Our Story about Unschooling and how we got here!

As the three of our children walk around Italy most people think that we are tourists as we look typically English. However when our children speak and order ice cream, it is clear that we are not…quite.

Children read when they are ready

I read to our daughters till they were eleven. I sat up at night, read books, tantalized them with stories. There was always that nagging feeling, that school-like gremlin of mine that would tap me on

Are These Self Directed Learners Changing Learning as we know it?

There are some mornings where I wake up with another large family of five in our kitchen. Behind the bright sparky face of our son’s Minecraft buddy, I see this family waking up. They are in South

Learning Never Stops. Even when you are Stranded at the Edge of the Highway.

  At midnight whilst driving on a toll road in Italy my husband gasps and say ‘Oh No, I have done something terrible.’ I wonder how bad can it be but by the depth of his gasp I know it

Words Are Powerful…a short story.