Our splashing Thursday
This is pretty much a false first picture for this post, because today was mostly cloudy and rainy kind of day. But I will take a blame for lacking visual authenticity because I loved the birds. And birds always seem to make a day feel better, unless they are stalking you for your picnic food or pooping on your head.
We go to a wonderful park after writing class on Thursdays. It is hidden amongst the bushyÂ greens of the city and you would not think you are in one, unless you jump real high and look around while spinning. But since none of us can or want to do that, its a great escape in mellow land until the schoolians (school kids) are released and start to run and scream around the place like freedom hungry beasts. If you sensed some negative feelings towards them, it aint so. I fully understand and commiserate with them and their situation. They need to release a lot of bunched up energy, and I since personally have no need for it, I prefer not to be around to witness it.
So while the school doors are tight shut, we enjoy a world to ourselves. The park is free, the tennis courts too. The kids, ranging from almost 2 to early teens, go and take it all in, while the grown ups sip on warm drinks and nibble and provide lunches. Although the little ones usually have no time to eat, instead wait till the car ride home to inhale the food.
When the bikes and scooters are not needed anymore, they get delivered to us for safe keeping and the riders disappear in the distance somewhere.
The rains today cause a bit of change of plans so we ended up seeing more of the kids than usual.
The little, little ones, made the most out of the puddles. Mixing them with a found plastic spoon, stomping in them til the wet creeps up half way up their pants, are only a few of the joys of the gifts left behind a sprinkling of rain.
I love Thursdays.
It is refreshing to see kids of such a wide age range not only managing to stand, but enjoy each other. Its far from strange to have teen boys being silly with a one year old, not because of obligation, but because they find the fun in it and feel free to do so without any risk of embarrassment. The big kids watch out for the little wandering souls, while the later in turn adore the company and skills they can gain from the experienced, all-knowing children. There are no cliques, no ‘besties’, no segregation and special groups. A bunch of kids that play free and I have never heard them argue or cause conflicts of any kind. Refreshing is definitely one way to describe it. A bit like mandarins shared on the veranda:
At the end of the day, Dodman requested I switch on one of the lamps and hence gave me inspiration for some snaps. I wonder if he knew it will make for some pleasant imagery…
I am going to be moving this blog to its own domain. I hope it will happen soon, but who knows when I will get around to doing it. I am also doing a slight redesign, which is going quite slow too. This will be especially important if this trip comes true.
I will try to let you know if any big works/changes are coming up, but since I am a bit of an impulsive person, I wanted to warn you not to be surprised if you come around and you are greeted by a gobbledygook looking page. Just smile, wish me luck and come back later.
I just had a lovely moment reading this post (my toddler-girl finally sleeping for a while:)… where were you when writing this? IÂ´ve come across your travelling blog but havenÂ´t gone through all of it so far. Such a lovely and calming combination of writing and pictures – you really have the skills…
All the best from the Czech Republic… -martina-
Oh, and I also wanted to ask about the writing classes – what are they, just regular writing classes for children? Or do you teach your kids yourself? IÂ´m just curious about that “free learning” thing…
Martina, this was while we were still living in Perth. The classes were run by a young writer in a small house that used to be the nest of a famous writer, now serving as accommodation and jumping point for the youth interested in the field. It was very nice, because she ran it very free and open and the kids loved it.
I cannot wait to visit the Czech Republic ;)
Oh, are you serious about the Czech Republic? I will be more than happy to host you – depending on when you plan to come, as we are now (veeery slowly:) renovating a big ruin of a house in a small village – but as soon as there is at least one more room ready, we would be happy to have you as guests!
How old were the kids when attending the writing class?
Wishing you all the best, all of you vagabond travellers, and looking forward to following your adventures:)
I am serious. If everything goes according to our very lose and shady plan, we should be driving around Europe from about March onwards. I would love to see your house and even help you if we can. That must be hard and satisfying at the same time.
The kids ranged from about 8 to 13 years old, or from the time when they can write to the time when they are not feeling too old. Pretty free.
Now this is exciting! To have the world travellers in our village ruin! LetÂ´s keep in touch on that, definitely! I might go abroad for a couple of weeks March / April, but letÂ´s figure it out somehow, alright?