Back to school – real, actual, muddy knees, bell going school – next week. I have never been keener for a Monday morning scurry. And neither has Boy Three. At first it was interesting to peep into the classroom through the Zoom window and my theoretical admiration for teachers now has more evidence than any […]
Postcards from Coronavirus
Coronavirus: Lost count of the days but still learning
It’s Sunday night and things are looking up a little. Here’s what I’ve learned today: Self-determination is an illusion, but an important one. Instead of sorting school bags and uniform I’ve done a schedule for homeschooling. A flimsy plan, but it’s better than the ‘I want my life back’ tantrum that was threatening. I’m calm, […]