There’s often a turning point for families who have a child who could be considered neurodivergent. It usually happens when they move beyond the family nest and into wider society. It may happen at a play group or nursery, or perhaps a little later, when infant school begins. Until this time, traits and behaviours, that... Continue Reading →
Unschooling your PDA child and staying mindful
Thinking of unschooling your PDA child? Congratulations and fasten your seatbelt! You may well be embarking on the most challenging, frustrating, joyful and healing journey of your life. And, if your child is not diagnosed PDA (Pathological Demand Avoidance), but school has been/would be a bad fit for them, this post is for you too.... Continue Reading →
Neurodiversity, unschooling and radical acceptance
One of the most profound shifts I have experienced over these years has been in my understanding of neurodiversity. As with just about everything else, moving away from a mainstream perspective has allowed me to relax into living and observing life in a way that is both far more nuanced and far simpler at the... Continue Reading →
Embracing our differences
Every now and again, I'll read about the adventures of an unschooling family out there somewhere and feel a little envy. What triggers this is a certain kind of family photograph. They're all in wetsuits next to a row of kayaks, grinning on the peak of a mountain, or working together on a science project.... Continue Reading →
Hardwired to learn – so long as we feel safe
D was explaining recently what his ideal school would be like. If this school existed, he concluded, he would probably go. And so would I! D's school would have no more than six children in each class. The spirit would be entirely collaborative, so no competitions, medals, or being top of the class. Instead, each... Continue Reading →
Why unschooling works for PDA children
Time outs, naughty steps and reward charts were never on my radar. None of that has ever made any sense to me. Even so, when my eldest son was younger I had to marvel at friends who did these things, and at how their children accepted them with minimal resistance. It was beyond my comprehension.... Continue Reading →