princessfairytoes

school of yogurt knitters and lentil munchers

Each day I drive to school somewhere between the Marches and the Midlands, not knowing what is going to surprise today.

the education is a more "holistic" style teaching hands head and heart, ideal.  there is no school uniform and the children address staff by their Christian name.

Last week there was a lamb sat on a booster seat in someones car!

The children climb the trees like packs of squirrels at break times. There is no school meal but some times mummies come in and bake the most yummy Pizza and sell it to the children and staff, during the winter they made soups like pumpkin and coriander. The children have the most amazing contents in their lunch boxes, ( my white bread and ham sarnie and choccy snake looks dreadful

The children sit a wooden desks in rows!

we attend the local church on a Friday and for Pentecost we all had to wear white. I do not do white  for school without something attacking me like a cup of tea, felt pen,

but I did manage to survive without any marks. It was very weird going into the staff room with everyone wearing white, a passage was read from the bible in Maori, Japanese Portuguese french German Spanish Flemish Swedish and Russian to illustrate the speaking in tongues

In the craft lessons I am learning to felt, with bits of real sheep's wool and washing up liquid. photos to be posted at a later date.''.

Somethings make me laugh especially the children's names, the Geldof girls have got of lightly is all I can say. ( think Zappa's  kids and you have the idea.

14.6.09 20:38