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Queue Jumpers
The other day I needed to rinse something. It didn’t need to happen in that exact minute, but I walked to the kitchen sink, swivelled the tap and put the baby’s cup under the steady flow of water that my daughter had been using to fill containers. I might even have nudged her gently to… Continue reading
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Looking for My Keys
You can open or lock up anything, quite easily, if you have the right keys. One turn, a hardly noticeable ‘click’ and the job is done in a moment. A long time ago when my first child was just a year old, he managed to lock himself into the car. I had been loading groceries… Continue reading
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Chooks in the City
When I was a little girl, we would go and stay with friends of ours who lived on a farm in the Lowveld. Sandy roads, dry grass, herds of cattle, a rocky dam to swim in, three meals a day all sat together around the table and dark, quiet nights all snuggled in our beds,… Continue reading
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Songs in the Night
When I was in my second year of studies I caught a proper case of the blues. One of my professors called me into her office, pulled a graph up onto her laptop screen and asked, “What is this?” The graph might have been illustrating a plane in the throws of a crash landing but… Continue reading
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Be the Salt
All of a sudden there are a lot more birds in our garden. Birds I’ve never seen before. We were discussing it recently, when one of us piped up, “Maybe it’s because of all the development going on around here? They’ve had to relocate.” By default, we have become one of the safe places to… Continue reading
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Let them Go
I think it’s correct to say that parents are always learning alongside their children. We have never ‘made it.’ Fathers and mothers can’t be the sort of people who would like to learn something, master it, write the exam and, at the very least, pass. You cannot do your doctorate or become a professor and… Continue reading
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Atmospheres
Our home schooling journey has been one filled with wonder and discovery. I could write for days of our triumphs and our mistakes, but tonight I just want to write for a short while about ‘atmosphere.’ We figured out, early on, that no family is quite the same as another family; and that within a… Continue reading
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A Call to Bloom
We have just come out of a typical cool, dry winter and when it should have rained in the seasons before, it did not. The land is parched, the drought is for real, the wind blows dust into our eyes and onto every surface in our houses and the sound of rain on our tin… Continue reading
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One Hundred and Thirteen Years
Is there a family tree, as in one singular tree, or is it more like millions of seeds planted down the ages that grow into forests of shade and orchards of fruit; a complex weaving of branches to hang swings from and knot holes to create safe spaces in, a network of roots intertwined and… Continue reading
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Add Enthusiasm
We do a great deal of reading aloud in our family, and many a tale gets woven into the fabric of our lives. Over time, we begin to feel we are personally acquainted with the characters and places in the books. Long after I have put our basketful of stories away for the day I… Continue reading