Do you remember that phrase? The one Badman, Balls, Brown and the NSPCC tried to use to describe the poor home ed kids stuck at home, forced to do menial chores and tasks while their lucky school friends had a meaningful, perfect education in school? Look at this poor toddler, forced to clean his daddy’s boot and shoes when really he wants to be somewhere doing the EYFC (or whatever the hell it is) curriculum. (Can I just point out the additional crap parent bit in this photo; I took the photo before I removed the loose Calpol bottle. Oops). Even on holiday… he was forced to follow his mummy into a youth hostel kitchen, independently pick up the second dustpan and brush after she had left the room with the first one, bring it out and spend approximately 2 days brushing the floor. Forced also to repeatedly find his way into the room that stored the vacuum cleaner and Henry the landing against his wishes 🙄 Poor kid. It’s a tragedy. Or maybe, it’s practical life, part of the essential copy and build life skills strategy that Maria Montessori believed in so strongly. (Hmmm, that site needs an update so badly).
Whatever. He loves all those things; left to himself he’d mop, brush, grub in dirt, vacuum and probably mow the lawn too. It’s a shame those things don’t tend to be things they love doing at 12 as much as they do at 2 🙂