These are the days that affirm my homeschooling choice. The kids rooted around the house, collecting art supplies. Then they started creating their own masterpieces, completely based on their own imagination and personal vision. They enjoyed the tactile experience of doing without caring so much about the outcome. They felt proud of the results of their efforts without any external validation from me or anyone else. They mixed colors and mediums and created with abandon. Some of the time while they worked, I read an ancient history text to them. They listened and asked the occasional question. Some of the time we listened to foreign language lessons. Some of the time we listened to music. Some of the time we were quiet. In the end of the day, we had a pile of mixed media art and a messy table.
It's not often that we enjoy these perfect days with the sun streaming in the windows and nothing to do but enjoy the pleasure of learning and creating. I can't always block out the external forces that impose self doubt, boredom, pressure, and overwhelm.
But if we enjoy such a lovely time once in a while, then I feel lucky.
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