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Archive for UN-doing our Culture

When in the Mainstream, Do You Do What the Mainstreamers Do?

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (3)
Thursday, July 26th, 2012

Did you know that public pools have a rule that children under a certain age must pass a swim test in order to swim in deep water or be allowed to swim outside of arm’s reach of their parents?

One might assume at first that this is an obvious precaution to ensure the safety of the children.

Except that the rules make no sense.

  • My 4-year-old is not allowed to take the swim test because you have to be 6-years-old.  Never mind that she is a phenomenal swimmer, better than her two older sisters.
  • My 6-year-old can pass the swim test but she isn’t TALL enough to use the water slides in the deep end.
  • All 3 of my daughters could pass the swim test, but unless they do it  EVERY DAY they must swim within arm’s reach of a parent at all times.
  • A parent is only allowed to supervise 2 of their own children at one time.
  • No parent may take a child into the deep end unless the child passes the swim test.

So it is effectively more difficult to swim with our children in a public pool than it is for them to get their driver’s licenses.

And might I add that adults are not put through this level of regulation when it comes to driving–an activity where it is very easy to kill another person, yet once you pass the driving test once you are allowed to drive pretty much forever.

And why can’t a parent swim with their own child in deep water and assume the risk?  Are we, the parents, so irresponsible that we cannot decide for ourselves what we and our children can handle?

And so it is.

I bring this to your attention not so much because I want to rant about it, but because it is just one of hundreds of ways that children and parents are disrespected in mainstream culture.  We as a family do not just blindly follow rules that don’t make sense to us.  We choose to think and to decide if following the rules will bring us Joy or will it cost us our Freedom.

So we let our children decide if passing a test is the best way for them to engage in the activities that they enjoy in the water.   They understand that taking a test is submitting to the expectations of another person who knows nothing about them and they are free to choose if they wish to submit themselves or not.  They also understand that we have no expectations other than wanting them to stay true to themselves and to do what authentically feels right.

I struggle with this issue of whether or not to submit to mainstream expectations.  On the one hand, I am not an anarchist.  On the other hand, I believe that the only ultimate authority is my own will and conscience.  For example, I choose to wear a seatbelt for my own safety, although I occasionally remove it to tend to a child behind me (Um, not when I’m the driver!) .  I also choose to keep chickens in my backyard although it is not yet permitted in our municipality.  I am aware of risk and choose how much risk is acceptable to me in each situation.

I think that rules like those that are enforced at public pools actually prevent children from understanding risk.  While yes, I believe that parents are responsible for ensuring the safety of their children, I also believe that children are smart enough to take risks that they can handle.   Treating all children as if they are unable to decide for themselves what will keep them safe ultimately makes them lose their own power of authentic risk taking.  Some children who are constantly kept ‘safe’ will later rebel by choosing very unsafe activities.  Other children who are always under the directive to ‘be careful’ will not be able to assess their own skills and will attempt activities that are way beyond their abilities.

I want my children to be able to think for themselves–about safety, but also about whether conforming to a rule is actually beneficial to them.

What mainstream experiences have you faced with your children that have made you question the rules?

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture, UNconditional Parenting

Would you sell your body for money? No? Then why are you selling your soul?

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (3)
Tuesday, July 17th, 2012

I’m quitting my job as an elementary school teacher.  I haven’t been in a classroom for over 4 1/2 years, I’ve started and extended leaves of absences as many times as I’m allowed, and now I either have to show up for work in September or quit.

So I’m quitting.

People are quite shocked by this choice.  And by people I mean:  my friends, parents, boss, and former co-workers.  And whether they know me well or know me just a little, they all have the same reaction:  Why would you give up that salary?  What if you need to go back to work someday?  How could you give up the security?

Well, I’ve reached the point in my life where MONEY is no longer a factor in my decision making.  I choose Freedom and I choose Joy and I don’t choose to give up either in exchange for money.  

You know those commercials for ‘Freedom 55′?  The idea is that if you save enough money during your working years that you’ll be able to retire with a huge pay-off when you are 55 years old.  So in other words, for 35 or so years you work as much as can and make as much money as you can and try to cut back on your spending so that you save as much money as you can and hopefully you’ll live long enough to actually start enjoying your life after that.

Here’s the thing:  we’re all dying.  You, me and the drunk guy with the huge smile who walks by my house every day.  WE’RE ALL DYING!  So why would I wait to really live until 20-30 years from now?  Why would I wait to enjoy Freedom and Joy every day until my kids are all grown up?  Why would I wait until my body performs less perfectly than it does right now to enjoy using it to my full potential?  Why would I wait until I acquired someone else’s definition of ‘enough money’ to enjoy the fruits of my labour?

I refuse to sell my soul today to achieve an artificially contrived financial social status in a couple of decades.  Going to a job I don’t enjoy while sending my children to a place they don’t want to be is the opposite of Freedom.  They is no glory in it.  It doesn’t make me a better person to sacrifice my Joy and my children’s Joy in exchange for money.  It doesn’t make me better person to have more money in the bank ‘in case’ I need it.  And if it doesn’t bring me or my children Freedom or Joy, then it doesn’t belong in our lives.

Do you know how many people I know who hate their jobs?  And do you know how many other people I know who like their jobs but wish they could spend more time with their children?  And do you know how many people I know who are just putting in their days until they retire?  You know them too, right?

Isn’t that sad?  How did we become a culture of people who do jobs that don’t feed our souls in exchange for money?  When did we as a culture say “It is best to work for the most amount of money possible, whether you enjoy your work or not”?

I’ve turned my back on that mindset.  I’ve started to open doors to ways to make money that don’t involve doing work that is meaningless, boring or which I fundamentally don’t believe in.  I believe that it is possible to earn an income in service to others by offering my passion, energy, time and knowledge.

Does this kind of talk shake you up a little?  Does it make you think:  Who does she think she is?  Does think that food will just magically appear on my table and my mortgage will just somehow get paid if I quit my job?  She thinks she so special that people will just throw money at her just because she has a blog?

OK.  You can think that.  But all that stuff is really about you and not about me at all.  And if you can get over your fears and baggage and ‘I have to’ and ‘I should’ and whole lot of other shit, you can probably find the kind of Freedom and Joy that I’m talking about.

Are you ready to try?  When I got ready to learn a whole lot more about living a life that fulfilled my purpose and passion, I got some help from my friend Tara Wagner at www.theorganicsister.com.  With her help, I learned that all the stories and beliefs that were holding me back were just a bunch of BS and that I could have all the Joy and Freedom that I wanted.

This book helped.

And it can help you too.  I’d love for you to click on it and learn more about how you can live the life you were born for and how you can set up your children for lives of Freedom and Joy too.  Because guess what?  You deserve it.

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture, UNjobbing

The Difference Between Freedom and Free Time

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (1)
Wednesday, July 11th, 2012

Yesterday we spent the day at the farm where all our vegetables and meat come from in the summer.  I love being part of a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) and my children and I had a great time picking strawberries and raspberries and riding in the wagon through the fields.

On the way home one of my daughters asked “Will we still have time when we get home?”  Time.  That perfect gift of NOW that facilitates our ability to choose joy in every moment.

My children live in a family culture where clocks are almost irrelevant.   We sleep until we awaken, eat whenever we are hungry and do our activities until they are finished and we have had enough of them.

My children don’t know about Free Time because they can’t imagine a lifestyle any different from the one they have now.

Do you know what Free Time is?

  • FREE TIME is permission from an adult to not engage in an adult-organized activity.
  • FREE TIME is a reward for doing what someone else thought was a productive use of your time.
  • FREE TIME is pathetic default that happens when no one bothers to provide meaningful, connecting interaction.
  • FREE TIME is a place-holder in between otherwise scheduled activities.
My children never have Free Time.  They have Freedom.  Do you know what Freedom is?
  • FREEDOM is when children make their own choices, not because they have permission but because that is the natural order of things.
  • FREEDOM is always having enough time to complete what you started.
  • FREEDOM is never being bored.
  • FREEDOM is a state of confidence–like a tree that can bend in the wind but which is never broken by the will of another.
When I was an elementary school teacher in Grades 6, 7 and 8 my students loved to ask for Free Time.  But I always had mixed feelings about providing it.  It wasn’t so much that I felt that it was a waste of time, but that there were always students who couldn’t handle it–they’d end up fighting, or making a huge mess or wrecking something that didn’t belong to them or spoiling the time for other kids.  You know what I mean–there’d be two girls playing checkers and some boy would push another boy onto their table and wreck the game.

What I noticed during school ‘Free Time’ was that some kids would engage in an activity which they enjoyed, some kids would sit and do nothing (Literally.  Nothing.), and some kids would use the time to wreck it for everyone else.   It was strange and I didn’t understand it.  I would ask a trouble-maker “Why did you do that?” and the inevitable response was “I don’t know.  I was bored.”

When Free Time is used a reward or bribe, or when it is a little bit of un-organized time, it is not a surprise to me (any more) that there are children who don’t know what to do.  Children, like adults, don’t need to have scheduled busy-time and relax-time.  Yet adults often put this behaviour onto children.  Even for adults it is unnatural to go-go-go and then collapse, though it is very common.

What is natural is to live in such as a way as to establish a rhythm that is suited to each person according to his or her needs.  My children do this without even thinking about it–sometimes they are so engrossed in their play that 4 hours will go by and they have forgotten to eat.  (I often bring them finger foods on a tray so that they don’t have leave their land of make-believe.)  They might take a break from play to go swimming and then they will ‘relax’ by sitting on the couch together telling jokes and making up stories and giggling like crazy–before jumping up and running back to their play.

As a parent, I try to flow with my children according to their own natural rhythms.  I feed them when they are hungry, take them to places for some serious physical activity (swimming pools, playgrounds, forests, etc) when they ask to go, read to them when they prefer to sit still and show them to the bed when they are tired!

This is Freedom.

There are the nay-sayers who would point out “But that is not what the real world is like.  No one can do whatever they want all the time.”  I say WHY NOT?  Why have so many adults chosen a life of work-work-work followed by small pockets of Free Time.  And why have those same adults–who don’t really enjoy their lives that much–imposed the same schedule of busy-ness on their children?  Why can’t we adopt life styles that are based on Freedom rather than on deadlines, calenders and dollar signs?

I ask these questions not to be facetious but simply to start the conversation.  In my real world, I choose Freedom.  For me and for my children.  When I say that Unschooling is a spiritual journey it is because it has allowed me to enter a new place of Awareness where I understand better my own rhythms, joys and needs.  I choose Freedom now because when I lived without Freedom I was a pretty miserable person to be around!

Have you embraced Freedom over Free Time?  I’d love to hear how Unschooling has brought Freedom to your life.

 

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture, UNconditional Parenting

Why Wouldn’t We Already Feel GOOD?

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (2)
Friday, May 25th, 2012

I have an idea.

Let’s create a village of 1000-2500 people.  Let’s tell them that they HAVE TO go there;  that their entire lives depend on it.  And let’s create rules and standards and let’s make 10% of the people in the village responsible for enforcing these rules and standards.  The Enforcers will have no ability to punish or motivate the other 90%–you know, the Regulars– and they will mostly lack the skills to inspire anyone, but we’ll give them the responsibility anyway.

Now let’s make it the responsibility of the Enforcers to tell everyone in the village that they are not allowed to eat sugar because sugar is bad for them and will ruin their lives.  The Enforcers will think of the village as a ‘safe zone’ where everyone will agree that sugar is bad and no one will choose to eat it.

Except that the Regulars in the village have found many sources for sugar.  And they share it amongst themselves secretly.  A lot of them eat sugar at least once per week and some eat sugar every day.  Many of the Enforcers know about this and pretend not to know and continue to tell everyone how bad eating sugar is.  Some of the Enforcers even eat sugar too, but of course they would never admit this.

Everyone outside the village is enraged that so many Regulars in the village are eating sugar.  They blame the Enforcers and they look for a few of the Regulars to blame the sugar-eating on.  No one ever considers that maybe all the Regulars should leave the village to get away from the available sugar because, after all, the entire future of the Regulars depends on them being IN the village and following–or pretending to follow–the rules and standards of the Enforcers.

Hundreds of villages like this continue to exist and every one has the same problem–the Enforcers say ‘Don’t eat sugar’ but the Regulars find and eat sugar as often as they want.  Every village continues as it always has.

You know what I’ve just described, right?  

Highschool.

And you know what the sugar is, right?

Drugs.

A friend’s 15-year-old daughter just completed a big  project and presentation on drug use and it’s dangers for one of her classes.  I commented to the friend that I’m sure it’s great project, but what was the point?  To get kids not to use drugs?  Because it’s going to have absolutely no effect on that decision whatsoever.

My friend was somewhat offended.  ”So how are kids supposed to learn that drugs are bad if they don’t learn it at school?”

Let’s just say that she and I will not being seeing eye-to-eye on that issue.

I think drug education begins in the home at an early age.  Last winter the police raided a house in my neighbourhood that was a marijuana grow-op.  I told my children exactly what had been going on in that house as we watched the officers remove hundreds of plants.  I explained how some people choose to do things to their bodies that feel good for a while but do long-term damage that they may not discover for a long time.  I explained how sometimes people feel so sad or broken or angry or lonely or scared or confused that they don’t care if they damage their bodies–they just want to feel better.  I explained that sometimes when we are with people who act that way that we might get confused and think that we might need to put drugs into our bodies too to make us feel good.

My daughters looked at me in surprise.  Why wouldn’t we already feel good?  Why would we wreck our perfectly healthy bodies?  Why indeed.

Friends, it is not enough for parents and teachers to say “Don’t use drugs.  Drugs are bad.”  My Partner-Guy’s 17-year-old niece estimates that 3/4 of the kids in her highschool use illegal or illegally obtained drugs or excessive alcohol at least once per week and that of those kids, 1/2 do it every day.  Her numbers may be a little off, but that is apparently her experience.  The Don’t-Use-Drugs message isn’t working, and parents, teachers, administrators and journalists(!) need to stop being shocked by the number of kids using drugs.

You can’t create a village where drugs are easily accessible and then tell kids not to use them.  Is 75% of the general population using illegal or illegally obtained drugs at least once per week?  I kind of doubt it.  So why have we created a place for kids to create a culture where drugs are more or less OK that is unique only to them?  Why do we sanction this behaviour as ‘normal’?  Why do we expect teens to ‘rebel’ and ‘experiment’ and then act with moral outrage that they didn’t learn any better how to behave?

I’m not a perfect parent and I don’t know what the future holds for my children and I.  But I know from the research that people who feel hurt or scared or lonely or unloved or confused or violated or neglected or angry are far more likely to abuse their bodies with drugs than people who are secure, confident, self-motivated and loved.  I am grateful for the knowledge and tools to raise my children where they can experience security, confidence and love as a daily part of their lives.  I can’t live their lives for them or protect them from every upset or disappointment, and I don’t want to.  But I can give them tools to handle the hard times.  I can accept them as they are every day.  I can inspire them to pursue their full potentials.

And I can keep them out of the artificial culture created in schools so that they can live authentically and grow in their own truth and wisdom.

Yes.  I can.

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture, UNderstanding School

Perspective is Everything

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (8)
Monday, April 30th, 2012

 

Welcome to the Spank Out Day 2012 Carnival

This post was written for inclusion in the Second Annual Spank Out Day Carnival hosted by Zoie at TouchstoneZ. Spank Out Day was created by The Center for Effective Discipline to give attention to the need to end corporal punishment of children and to promote non-violent ways of teaching children appropriate behavior. All parents, guardians, and caregivers are encouraged to refrain from hitting children on April 30th each year, and to seek alternative methods of discipline through programs available in community agencies, churches and schools. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.

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My mother was progressive for her time.

She breastfed me until I was 3 years old and I slept in her room until I was 5.  As far as I know I was never spanked by her and she respected my need to be with her as much as possible.

Pretty amazing, really, considering I born in 1974 when few mothers were breastfeeding and when corporal punishment was still common in schools and homes.  But 1974 is also significant in my family because it is the year my parents buried my 4-year-old sister who died in a farming accident.

I cannot imagine what it does to a mother’s heart when she buries her child.  I cannot imagine how she felt when my father carried my sister’s lifeless body into the house where my mother was nursing newborn me.  I cannot imagine how she slept in her bed upstairs while her daughter lay in a coffin downstairs.

But I can imagine how fiercely she wanted to protect her 3 remaining children.  I can imagine how much she loved us and wanted to keep us close to her.  I can imagine how joining La Leche League and learning about the principles of Attachment Parenting helped her to heal as she held her children closer than ever.

When my mother decided to become a La Leche League Leader a few years after my sister’s death, she was asked in her interview “Would you ever spank your child?”  (The interview process is a little different these days.)  My mother replied thus:

On our property is a creek which is covered by snow in the winter and which is fast flowing in the spring.  My children have been warned to stay away from it.  But if one of them goes there and puts him or herself in danger, I will spank.  Absolutely.  And ladies, if you had been through what I have been through, you would a punish a child who risked putting me through that again.

When my mother told me this story a few years ago, my respect for her grew exponentially.  You see, I didn’t grow up in an overtly loving home.  We were well cared for, but love was never spoken nor shown through affection, attention or gifts.  As an adult I can look back on my childhood and know that I was loved, but I never felt very loved or treasured or cherished or valued or prized.  I don’t blame my parents for this–they did the best they could under very difficult circumstances.  How could I blame them for being hurt and broken people when they had been crushingly hurt and broken by my sister’s death?

But knowing that my mother loved us so much that she would have punished us by spanking if we had defied her orders to stay away from danger really, really warms my heart.  I don’t believe that punishment ever comes from love and I don’t believe the parents who say that they spank because they love their children.  But in this circumstance, I understand where my mother was coming from.  I understand implicitly what she didn’t know how to say to us explicitly:

My darling children, I love you so much.  I would do anything in the whole world to protect you, but I know that you cannot always be right beside me or locked inside the house where I can keep you safe forever.  My heart has already broken when I lost your sister and I cannot bare the thought of another accident taking one of you.  I am begging you to make choices that protect your safety because you are so important to this family and to me.  Please do not go near the creek.  Please do not make me worry about you.  Please understand that my heart needs you here, in my arms, alive, my precious children.

Ah, my mother.

I am so grateful to have been born into a family where hurt and brokenness prevailed because I have learned through sadness where to find joy.  I am grateful that my mother healed through attachment parenting me, which filled my cup with so much security that I have been able to lavish love and joy on my own children.  I am grateful for the anger and angst of my siblings because I have learned forgiveness.  I am grateful for the walls that we in my family of origin built up around ourselves because I am having the time of my life tearing them down now.

I don’t spank and I don’t support spanking.  But in this one instance, I understand why my mother threatened to spank us.  In this one instance, it was a threat of love, though it was never done.

My mother didn’t have the words and tools at her disposal 38 years ago to show us and tell us how much she loved us.  I understand that.  When we know better, we do better.  She does better now.  And I will do better for my children.

Friends, let us forgive and let us learn from the past.  It is the choices we make today that matter most.

 

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Spank Out Day 2012 Carnival hosted by TouchstoneZ

On Carnival day, please follow along on Twitter using the handy #SpankOutCar hashtag. You can also subscribe to the Spank Out Day Carnival Twitter List and Spank Out Day Carnival Participant Feed.
Please take time to read the submissions by the other carnival participants:

  • What Spanking Taught Me Meg at MommyStoleTheSugar explains the spankee’s perspective and how it has affected her disciplining choices as a parent.
  • A Memory of Spanking Wolfmother at Fabulous Mama Chronicles explores her own upbringing and how it has affected her and why she is changing the way she relates to her children.
  • Redirecting the Impulse to Spank Amy W. shares at Natural Parents Network about her experience redirecting the impulse to spank, and encourages all parents to respond with sensitivity and redirect anger before it becomes harmful.
  • Perspective is Everything Patti at Canadian Unschooler learns to heal from the trauma caused by the childhood death of her sister, and gains a deeper understanding of her own mother’s love for her as a child.
  • Remembering and Recharging Emily at The Other Baby Blog shares how she refocuses her mindset during high-stress times.
  • Does spanking work? Megan at TheBehavioralChild Megan at The Behavioral Child lists the five reasons why spanking doesn’t work.
  • Love is All There Is: A Spank Out Day Post Tree at Mom Grooves shares her thoughts about needing to find a way to discipline her 5 year old that could give her daughter the boundaries she is craving while still treating her with only love and respect.
  • Discipline isn’t SOmething You Do; Discipline is SOmething You Have Mandy at Living Peacefully with Children questions how parents can expect their children to show self-control if they, themselves, do not exhibit slef-discipline.
  • No Spanking, No Yelling, No Time Outs….What’s Left? Sheila at A Living Family shares that though spanked as a child herself, she has made efforts towards an alternative approach to setting limits.
  • Forgiveness is possible; loving others in a way that works for us Kelly Hogaboom finds that if we are to raise our children in humane fashion, we must first recognize our own humanity.
  • Dear Daniel, (On Discipline and Love) Amy at Anktangle writes a letter to her son about the many choices we have in life: how we treat people, how we parent, and how we use our bodies in the process.
  • Spanking: A Day to Consider Our Muddy Boots recognizes that some see a difference between abuse and spanking, and maybe today is a day that we can consider some other perspectives and utilize available resources to make different choices.
  • Mutual Respect
    Sithyogini at Very Nearly Hippy learns how mutual respect between parents and children lead to peaceful parenting.
  • I Hit My Kids and Now Begins The Real Work To Heal The Honesty Conspiracy hosts this powerful, anonymous story about how it’s never too late to start on a different approach to spanking.
  • How To Talk To Parents About Gentle Alternatives To Spanking Zoie at TouchstoneZ shares some useful ways to discuss the often divisive issue of spanking.

 

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture

Billy Mills: How to Achieve Your Full Potential

By Patti @ Canadian Unschooler · Comments (0)
Saturday, March 31st, 2012

Until 20 minutes ago, I had never heard of Billy Mills.

By chance, my son turned on the TV to an unfamiliar channel and all of a sudden my Partner-Guy was saying “Patti!  It’s Billy Mills!  You’ve got to see this.”

Billy Mills is a runner.  Partner-Guy is a knowledge warehouse of ALL THINGS RUNNING.

So I watched the TV for 5 minutes as Billy Mills described how he gone to college and run track in the early 1960s and when he told his coach that he wanted to make it to the 1964 Olympics in Tokyo, his coach had said, “Be realistic.  Don’t set your goals too high.”

But Billy Mills went home and wrote this in his notebook:

 Gold Medal.  10,000 metres.  Believe.  Believe.  BELIEVE.

 

Yes, he made it to the Olympics.  He ran the 10,000m against the top-ranked runners in the world.  And in the last 100m (a quarter of the track) he passed them and won the gold medal.

We watched this and Partner-Guy and I both cried!  To see what this man accomplished by believing in himself–it was a beautiful thing to observe.

This is what we want for our children.  Not a gold medal per se, but a gold medal attitude like Billy Mills.

There is nothing that cannot be accomplished when we create our experiences according to our deepest beliefs.  Let us, the parents, not be the nay-sayers in our children’s lives.  Let us not be the ones telling our children to ‘be realistic’.  Let us not be the ones who are skeptical or who think we have to protect our children from failure by letting them have only easily achievable goals.  Let’s support our children in their own goals, not pushing them, but simply being present and giving them the space to achieve.

Let’s be the parents who get behind our kids with the full extent of our energy, time and attention.  Let’s be the parents who believe.

Are you up for the challenge?

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Categories : UN-doing our Culture

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