New Term Eve

A new term begins tomorrow and I watched my pupils with much amusement.  I watched them all actively doing things that somehow sum them up.

Number 1:  Reading books in his bedroom on submarines and ship building that he’d just got out of the library.

Number 2: Playing with the magnetic numbers on the fridge in some game that he often plays by himself. I don’t understand it but it feeds his fascination for numbers and data, as well as showing his artistic eye for shape and colour.

Number 3: Put on her Awakening CD and sat at the piano singing along while trying to write down a piece of music on manuscript that she has made up, called “Opening Flowers”.

Number 4: Stood on Grandad’s chair by the fire wearing her jodhpurs (having had a riding lesson today), her brother’s football shin pads, her home-made knitted slippers and her sister’s woolly hat that is like a lion.  She was dancing along to the music swinging the pom-poms that hang from the hat, totally unaware that she painted an unusual picture with her attire.

I crossed paths with another home-educating Mum today, who asked me if I was starting back tomorrow.  After a lovely Christmas break, we’re ready to get back into routine and looking forward to spring.