Bike+time+trust = learning to fly

 Toddler on Tricycle

It all starts here. Image source: Philippe Put. CC by 2.0. Click image for original source.

I wish I had had my camera with me, because just the other day I saw something extraordinary. Something so rare that I thought it was almost extinct. I was, frankly, both shocked and excited!

What was this rarity, this amazing vision? Picture this: I’m walking back from my local cafe/shopping strip on Main St in Osborne Park. An  inner-city suburb in Perth, Western Australia. I’m walking down Hutton St, a very busy main suburban feeder road that leads directly to the Mitchell Freeway entries a kilometre away. It’s around 4.30pm, so the rush hour has started and Hutton St is packed with cars, heading for the Freeway and home.

And then I saw it! Or should I say saw him. A young boy on a dazzling chrome and electric blue BMX bike came whizzing down Hutton St. He’s keeping up with the packed traffic, but he’s pumping hard on the pedals, out of his seat, and going for it.

A quick glance left and right, over both shoulders; then he sits back down on the seat, expertly signals for a left turn, lays the bike over and turns hard into my own street, Edward St. He’s still flying, and now he’s back onto the pedals and pumping hard again, and that’s where I lost sight of him. Extraordinary!

What’s so odd about that, you may say. Kids ride bikes don’t they? Well, do they? Or do they any more? And do they do it on their own, without mum or dad, on busy roads? They used to – Lord knows, I did when I was this boy’s age. But I simply cannot recall the last time I saw a kid – of any age – on a bike on Hutton St.

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Swallows and Amazons – How Childhood Has Been Stolen From Our Children

For me, “Swallows and Amazons” is the greatest children’s adventure novel of all time.  But this is not exactly a review: it’s more about how our present generation of children has had their freedom and lives stolen from them by society’s excessive fears for their safety.  Swallows and Amazons is all about trusting young children to take sensible calculated risks – risks that children today are denied.

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“Better drowned than duffers if not duffers won’t drown.”

So reads the telegram that the Walker children have been waiting for, in Arthur Ransome’s 1930 children’s novel “Swallows and Amazons”.  It’s the tale of the perfect summer holiday; a summer the children spend sailing a small dinghy on ‘the lake’ in the English Lake District, camping on ‘Wild Cat Island’.

Swallows and Amazons cover

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That telegram is from their father, and it is a mark of trust. A trust that his children are not ‘duffers’.  That his children can be trusted to act sensibly and to take responsibility for their own actions.  Alone; without adults to tell them what to do or how to do it.  Adults exist in this book, but they are peripheral.  The children are the active agents: they are the ones calling the shots and making the decisions.

If I can think of one novel that has influenced me more than any other it is Swallows and Amazons.  It is a book I come back to, a book that bears repeated reading, a book that defines both me and how I view the world.  When I say ‘one novel’, I don’t mean ‘one children’s novel’.  I mean ‘one novel, period’.  This is the book.

It has profoundly affected my life – I’ve not done everything that happens in the book myself, but I’ve done a thousand similar things both as a child and as an adult that I attribute directly to the effect of this book.  I’ve camped in the wild as a child, I’ve fished for my dinner, and aged 10 I was sailing high-performance racing dinghies.

A little later I was doing serious rock-climbing and abseiling. And then surfing the massive waves of SW Australia.  I’ve kayaked in shark-infested waters (you haven’t lived until a shark longer than your kayak cruises slowly past and ignores you completely!)  And I’ve lain on my back in the remote deserts of Australia and marvelled at the glories of the night sky.

And I’ve done them all safely and responsibly, and I seriously doubt I would have done any of them without Swallows and Amazons, simply because the book tells children “you can do exciting stuff – so long as you are sensible about how you do it”.  And I took that message to heart, and it changed my life.

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Music in ECE: Yes, You Can! Part 2: Singing

As an early childhood educator you are the single most important component of your children’s play & learning environment.

What you do – how you structure the environment, what program choices you make, what you value, how you interact with children – sets the tone for all the learning that takes place.  And that is equally true for music in early childhood.

But as I said in Part One, many early childhood educators feel less than competent when it comes to music.  I’m here to tell you that you ARE competent – but you may not FEEL competent.

So let’s get you feeling competent, because the research shows it’s your confidence that counts not your musical abilities.

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Music in ECE: Yes, You Can! Part One

Is anybody out there feeling a little less than totally confident about your own ability to provide a vibrant music program in early childhood settings?  Worried that you don’t sing well enough or you aren’t a good enough musician?  Not sure what a good music program looks like, let alone how to implement one?

I’m betting there are quite a few hands going up out there.  Because you are not alone: research shows that music is the single most-feared subject area for educators.  More than math, more than science – it’s music that we feel inadequate about.

So if you are one of the people bashfully raising your hand – this five-part series is for you.  I’m hoping to take you from:

I can’t to I can! 

From fear to fun!

How much fun?

This much fun!

Two girls having fun playing a metallophone

Looks like fun to me!

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