He has a red coat and a proud expression, his charges are a credit to him. They have beautiful manners. Achieved he tells me by tying a young hound to an older dog.
He goes on to tell me of some of their personality traits. We don't want them too tamed he tells me they need to be able to think for them selves.
My mind flits to school and all the depressing spoon feeding for correct answers wot goes on. It seems that the powers that be do not value the art thinking for yourself. As they squeeze the children into more and more boxes, with more and more content in without leaving room for them to be. The fact that I came across class drama queen holding a chair aiding the escape artist while he synchronized his door handle with him the picking the child proof lock lower down. Shows how free thinking and creative we try to be in our unit, just think of all the boxes I could tick for that one, without actually illustrating the points. Marvelous team work and excellent problem solving being just 2. (We now have an extra gate). And while I was gratified to note my banging on about health and safety had sunk in with regards care taken that no one wobbled off the chair and broke their necks, I had forgotten to alert them to the dangers of the outside world should they ever want to explore beyond our walls. I say a prayer for these three that they work the system to their advantage and fly as high as I know that they can, when they do leave our walls. Not much hope of that!
Bit of that
We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today. ~Stacia Tauscher
