Sometimes

Sometimes,

school doesn't happen in a classroom.

Sometimes it happens

while delighting in one another

over a picnic lunch

and marveling at God's creation.

Sometimes,

school doesn't happen with pen and paper,

but rather

with the endless supplies

God gives to us naturally.

 

Sometimes,

school doesn't happen when the teacher speaks

but rather,

when the children laugh and play

and enjoy the {gift} they have

in one other.

 

Sometimes,

school doesn't happen in uniforms and bows

and while donning the latest trend in footwear.

Sometimes,

learning is simple and messy.

 

Sometimes,

school doesn't happen while

learning what's in a book.

Sometimes,

creativity breaks down that box

and opens up a whole new world

to master.

 

 

Sometimes,

all that's needed for learning

are a few sticks and sand.
And maybe a watering can.
Or two.

 

 

Sometimes,

learning looks just like this.

 Our very first skip day.

I call it a successful day of schooling :-)

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