A couple of days ago, my husband told me that it seemed as if I am unschooling myself. It was a funny remark, but it holds true. Ever since I became a stay at home wife (I never worked in Africa, so I stayed home without having children for almost a year and a half - can you imagine the shame ;) ) I had to seek out a path I wanted to follow, since I am not the kind of person who can sit home and just be. I’m actually a rather ambitious person by nature.
So I started taking long walks, cooking for hours a day and eventually got a crappy mechanical sewing machine. I was busy and doing stuff. I hardly watched tv at all.
When I got pregnant, I started reading a lot about pregnancy and babies and childhood. First magazines and later online. And then eventually I started this blog, for which again I read and write. And I still sew. Sometimes I craft or tricot or do some crochet or...
Ultimately, I am just following my interests, as they occur. That’s the luxury I have being at home.
I think in order to unschool successfully one must unschool/deschool oneself first. Because how can we model Authentic interest and joy of learning if we are stuck in a rut we’d rather escape from. I think to model the attitude we want our child to adopt toward learning, we ourselves must first seek to adopt that attitude towards life. We must find joy in what we do on a daily basis, we must portray that joy and eventually it will catch on in our child. If we expect our children to be active and interested in order to learn, we must first get active and interested ourselves.