fearlessness

Worldschooling doesn’t always go the way you think

Worldschooling doesn’t always go the way you think

At the moment I am sitting looking out to sea, I would take a picture but my phone like the fish that lies outside our caravan door is dead.  I sit on an orange chequered caravan cushion, our caravan sits on a trailer which was rented from a man called Jesus, or more correctly Gesu, […]

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Unschooling, Community and Choosing to say Yes

Unschooling, Community and Choosing to say Yes

  Fourteen children of varying ages troupe around here, sometimes together, sometimes in small groups. They are shoe-less school-less the sun is out and so are they. Their parents are all doing different things, some working, one making a cake, another on a business call, someone else is writing.  You are not allowed to walk […]

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18 things I learnt from the S-COOL HOMESCHOOLING/UNSCHOOLING BIGGEST MEETING EVER IN ITALY.

18 things I learnt from the S-COOL HOMESCHOOLING/UNSCHOOLING BIGGEST MEETING EVER IN ITALY.

Our mechanic crashed our car prior to going to this unschooling/homeschooling event. Yes, you read that right. So the five of us were left with a very small 4 seater car which belonged to the garage. It wasn’t great. But we got there. The girls took the train with Ant and I drove with Jahli. Things don’t always […]

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Four Points to Fearless Living…

Four Points to Fearless Living…

Fear and I have been really good mates, the fearful lady has lived rent free in my head for a long time, in fact the fearful lady over the years has entertained my inner gremlins and had a party in my head almost way back since I can remember. I am not sure when she […]

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A confidence crisis in the heart of Italy and how to be a girl cricketer.

A confidence crisis in the heart of Italy and how to be a girl cricketer.

The other day we were invited in to Perugia to go to a cricket match in a tiny weeny street in Perugia. We fell upon an international oasis of joy. There was an Australian team, headed up by one Australian and his various team mates who were from Bangladesh, Italy, Belgium and the UK. Then […]

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