Unschooling conference in SC
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/27/03 8:07:21 AM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<< He reminded me that the
conference was a big success for him because he was able to have so much
fun with Sierra and Jared just playing and doing their own thing
(especially with Sierra). >>
Well here I am, late to the conversation as usual.
Sierra and Liam were like secret friends...they seemed to understand each
other intuitively. I hope it's the same again, it looks like my whole crew is
coming !!! :)
The freedom at the SC conference was great. If any of the kids got out of
hand in absence of the parents (which was rare btw) some nice adult would
just remind them that something was not appropriate for that particular area
or for the hotel or whatever, and they'd find another way to play.
It was great.
"Meanwhile, I got this amazingly beautiful hand-felted hat,"
I think of my felt-hat twin every time I wear mine!!! :)
Do bring it this year Marji!
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<< He reminded me that the
conference was a big success for him because he was able to have so much
fun with Sierra and Jared just playing and doing their own thing
(especially with Sierra). >>
Well here I am, late to the conversation as usual.
Sierra and Liam were like secret friends...they seemed to understand each
other intuitively. I hope it's the same again, it looks like my whole crew is
coming !!! :)
The freedom at the SC conference was great. If any of the kids got out of
hand in absence of the parents (which was rare btw) some nice adult would
just remind them that something was not appropriate for that particular area
or for the hotel or whatever, and they'd find another way to play.
It was great.
"Meanwhile, I got this amazingly beautiful hand-felted hat,"
I think of my felt-hat twin every time I wear mine!!! :)
Do bring it this year Marji!
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/27/2003 10:06:16 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
starsuncloud@... writes:
~Kelly
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starsuncloud@... writes:
> I hope it's the same again, it looks like my whole crew isEven Mark? COOL!
> coming !!! :)
~Kelly
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/27/03 10:15:39 PM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<< Even Mark? COOL!
I could convince him the unschoolers wouldn't jump him, he would still shy
away from a family trip that involved hanging out with lots of other people.
We're total opposites that way.
But that's ok, cuz I really like road trips with just the kids and I better
anyway.
He's very anal about too much noise, too much mess etc...
At home it's fine because he can escape to his dungeon. On the road it's
different.
We have WAY more fun without him. Sounds terrible maybe, but it's true.
I LIKE travelling with the kids.
So anyhoo...the plan is to drive up the Atlanta route in one day. So I'll be
exhausted when we get there, but it's making the whole thing seem doable.:)
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<< Even Mark? COOL!
>>NOT! I so wish he'd come. But he's not a group type of guy anyway, so even if
I could convince him the unschoolers wouldn't jump him, he would still shy
away from a family trip that involved hanging out with lots of other people.
We're total opposites that way.
But that's ok, cuz I really like road trips with just the kids and I better
anyway.
He's very anal about too much noise, too much mess etc...
At home it's fine because he can escape to his dungeon. On the road it's
different.
We have WAY more fun without him. Sounds terrible maybe, but it's true.
I LIKE travelling with the kids.
So anyhoo...the plan is to drive up the Atlanta route in one day. So I'll be
exhausted when we get there, but it's making the whole thing seem doable.:)
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
marji
At 22:02 4/27/03 -0400, Ren wrote:
so free. They turned that hotel into a secret play world, and they were
the only people they had to entertain! It was delightful.
Love,
Marji
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><< He reminded me that theLate? There's no such thing as late in Cyberland, is there?
> conference was a big success for him because he was able to have so much
> fun with Sierra and Jared just playing and doing their own thing
> (especially with Sierra). >>
>
>Well here I am, late to the conversation as usual.
>Sierra and Liam were like secret friends...they seemed to understand eachIt was wonderful the way those two ran around together and obviously felt
>other intuitively.
so free. They turned that hotel into a secret play world, and they were
the only people they had to entertain! It was delightful.
>I hope it's the same again, it looks like my whole crew is coming !!! :)All right!!
>"Meanwhile, I got this amazingly beautiful hand-felted hat,"You know it! I love that hat!
>
>I think of my felt-hat twin every time I wear mine!!! :)
>Do bring it this year Marji!
Love,
Marji
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Rachel Ann
I have a ton of WORLD AND I magazines, several years worth. There is no way
I can shlep all these to Israel. I would sell them for 1.00 per magazine
(they are thick magazines) plus s/h but I am worried that the s/h may be
more expensive than one might expect as they are thick magazines. If there
is anyone in NJ who wants to come up, and take them (and say hi to me!) then
please do. 1.00 a magazine, and most are in very good condition.
be well,
Rachel Ann
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I can shlep all these to Israel. I would sell them for 1.00 per magazine
(they are thick magazines) plus s/h but I am worried that the s/h may be
more expensive than one might expect as they are thick magazines. If there
is anyone in NJ who wants to come up, and take them (and say hi to me!) then
please do. 1.00 a magazine, and most are in very good condition.
be well,
Rachel Ann
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/28/2003 12:47:59 PM Central Daylight Time,
hindar@... writes:
other kinds of parcels. Ask for "book rate" or "media mail".
I've never seen World and I magazines. What are they about?
Tuck
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hindar@... writes:
> I have a ton of WORLD AND I magazines, several years worth. There is no wayYou can mail magazines and books and other media cheaper than you can mail
> I can shlep all these to Israel. I would sell them for 1.00 per magazine
> (they are thick magazines) plus s/h but I am worried that the s/h may be
> more expensive than one might expect as they are thick magazines. If there
> is anyone in NJ who wants to come up, and take them (and say hi to me!)
> then
> please do. 1.00 a magazine, and most are in very good condition.
>
other kinds of parcels. Ask for "book rate" or "media mail".
I've never seen World and I magazines. What are they about?
Tuck
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/27/2003 9:05:20 PM Central Daylight Time,
starsuncloud@... writes:
one of them dropped and broke the glass on an end table nearby. The hotel
was really pissed off about it, but one of the guys who was "in charge" at
the conference talked them down. (He was very nice to Jon, too.) I've seen
plenty of rowdy kids at conferences. Just because they have freedom and are
trusted, doesn't mean they won't be annoying to other people. Doesn't mean
they won't ride the elevators endlessly or press all the buttons in every car
or play tag in the hallways at 2 a.m. I felt really sorry, for instance, for
the bride who had scheduled the cocktail portion of her wedding reception in
the lobby bar, which was completely surrounded by kids of all ages. She and
her wedding party had to put up with barefoot kids clogging the elevators.
(She'll know, next time, to find out what else is scheduled at her chosen
venue!)
The thing about it is, most unschooled kids I've met at conferences...if you
ask them, they'll stop doing that annoying or inconveniencing thing, or be
able to give you a reason why they were doing it, or at least say they didn't
know it could be annoying or inconveniencing. You won't have to go to their
parents and get the "my angel wouldn't do anything like that" because you can
handle it right there, with kids who will look you in the eye and talk to
you.
Tuck
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starsuncloud@... writes:
> The freedom at the SC conference was great. If any of the kids got out ofAt a conference in Dallas, Jon was juggling balls from the pool table, and
> hand in absence of the parents (which was rare btw) some nice adult would
> just remind them that something was not appropriate for that particular
> area
> or for the hotel or whatever, and they'd find another way to play.
> It was great.
>
one of them dropped and broke the glass on an end table nearby. The hotel
was really pissed off about it, but one of the guys who was "in charge" at
the conference talked them down. (He was very nice to Jon, too.) I've seen
plenty of rowdy kids at conferences. Just because they have freedom and are
trusted, doesn't mean they won't be annoying to other people. Doesn't mean
they won't ride the elevators endlessly or press all the buttons in every car
or play tag in the hallways at 2 a.m. I felt really sorry, for instance, for
the bride who had scheduled the cocktail portion of her wedding reception in
the lobby bar, which was completely surrounded by kids of all ages. She and
her wedding party had to put up with barefoot kids clogging the elevators.
(She'll know, next time, to find out what else is scheduled at her chosen
venue!)
The thing about it is, most unschooled kids I've met at conferences...if you
ask them, they'll stop doing that annoying or inconveniencing thing, or be
able to give you a reason why they were doing it, or at least say they didn't
know it could be annoying or inconveniencing. You won't have to go to their
parents and get the "my angel wouldn't do anything like that" because you can
handle it right there, with kids who will look you in the eye and talk to
you.
Tuck
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/28/2003 2:14:29 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
tuckervill@... writes:
know which child---doesn't matter). He (they?) happily "confessed",
apologized, and everything was hunky-dory.
~Kelly
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tuckervill@... writes:
> The thing about it is, most unschooled kids I've met at conferences...if youLast year we had a child pull the emergency handle in the elevator. (I don't
>
> ask them, they'll stop doing that annoying or inconveniencing thing, or be
> able to give you a reason why they were doing it, or at least say they
> didn't
> know it could be annoying or inconveniencing. You won't have to go to
> their
> parents and get the "my angel wouldn't do anything like that" because you
> can
> handle it right there, with kids who will look you in the eye and talk to
> you.
know which child---doesn't matter). He (they?) happily "confessed",
apologized, and everything was hunky-dory.
~Kelly
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/28/03 4:36:22 PM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<<
Last year we had a child pull the emergency handle in the elevator. (I don't
know which child---doesn't matter). He (they?) happily "confessed",
apologized, and everything was hunky-dory. >>
Heck, it could have been one of mine and I wouldn't even know it (I mainly
saw Jalen the whole weekend, the others only if hungry or tired :)
But I agree about any problems that arose. The kids were so easy to reason
with! Not your typical situation...unschoolers are awesome.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<<
Last year we had a child pull the emergency handle in the elevator. (I don't
know which child---doesn't matter). He (they?) happily "confessed",
apologized, and everything was hunky-dory. >>
Heck, it could have been one of mine and I wouldn't even know it (I mainly
saw Jalen the whole weekend, the others only if hungry or tired :)
But I agree about any problems that arose. The kids were so easy to reason
with! Not your typical situation...unschoolers are awesome.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
marji
At 22:38 4/28/03 -0400, Ren wrote:
You know what I think? I think it may have been the Hell's Angels of
Elevators! Those crazed elevator riders, going up and down and up and down
and up and down again and again and again! I understand that their
pictures are posted at the information desks of hotels up and down the east
coast between Pensacola and Sunny Florida, New York. Look, let's not be
coy. We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here)
Marji (where have I gone wrong?)
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>In a message dated 4/28/03 4:36:22 PM Central Daylight Time,Wait a minute! **He...they?**
>[email protected] writes:
>
> Last year we had a child pull the emergency handle in the elevator. (I
> don't
> know which child---doesn't matter). He (they?) happily "confessed",
> apologized, and everything was hunky-dory. >>
>
>Heck, it could have been one of mine and I wouldn't even know it (I mainly
>saw Jalen the whole weekend, the others only if hungry or tired :)
>But I agree about any problems that arose. The kids were so easy to reason
>with! Not your typical situation...unschoolers are awesome.
You know what I think? I think it may have been the Hell's Angels of
Elevators! Those crazed elevator riders, going up and down and up and down
and up and down again and again and again! I understand that their
pictures are posted at the information desks of hotels up and down the east
coast between Pensacola and Sunny Florida, New York. Look, let's not be
coy. We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here)
Marji (where have I gone wrong?)
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/28/2003 11:56:01 PM Central Daylight Time,
marji@... writes:
ridden an evelator with them amd didn't know the danger I was in! That's
scary!
Tuck
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marji@... writes:
> We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the fearedrofl. For some reason, I'd never heard of them before. I may have even
> Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here)
>
ridden an evelator with them amd didn't know the danger I was in! That's
scary!
Tuck
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[email protected]
In a message dated 4/29/03 12:35:15 AM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<< We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here)
Marji (where have I gone wrong?) >>
I was trying to play it down Marji, now you just blew the whole thing WIDE
open!! Sheesh. :)
Now Sierra and Liam will be on elevator probation....sigh.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<< We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here)
Marji (where have I gone wrong?) >>
I was trying to play it down Marji, now you just blew the whole thing WIDE
open!! Sheesh. :)
Now Sierra and Liam will be on elevator probation....sigh.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/29/03 7:19:42 AM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<< For some reason, I'd never heard of them before. I may have even
ridden an evelator with them amd didn't know the danger I was in! That's
scary! >>
Consider yourself forewarned Tuck. They're coming again.....oooh.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<< For some reason, I'd never heard of them before. I may have even
ridden an evelator with them amd didn't know the danger I was in! That's
scary! >>
Consider yourself forewarned Tuck. They're coming again.....oooh.
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/29/03 9:39:42 AM, starsuncloud@... writes:
<< << We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here) >>
True story:
I pushed the ground floor button when I got in the elevator. I ended up on
second, because someone (who was no longer standing there) had pushed at
second. Marty was in the other elevator, also trying to go to first floor.
We both ended up on the second floor, where I broke my leg a moment later.
Sad but true.
I COULD have looked around and thought "Not first floor, get back in" but I
thought... "what the heck."
One thing I had on me was some stuff for the registration desk, so I was
needing to go to first anyway.
I didn't think it would make any difference. It did.
You never know what kinds of things will make a difference. And some you're
sure will make a big difference seem not to! <bwg>
Sandra
<< << We *all* know who the culprits were: Sierra and Liam, the feared
Elevator-jackers of Columbia's Clarion Hotel! (scary music here) >>
True story:
I pushed the ground floor button when I got in the elevator. I ended up on
second, because someone (who was no longer standing there) had pushed at
second. Marty was in the other elevator, also trying to go to first floor.
We both ended up on the second floor, where I broke my leg a moment later.
Sad but true.
I COULD have looked around and thought "Not first floor, get back in" but I
thought... "what the heck."
One thing I had on me was some stuff for the registration desk, so I was
needing to go to first anyway.
I didn't think it would make any difference. It did.
You never know what kinds of things will make a difference. And some you're
sure will make a big difference seem not to! <bwg>
Sandra
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/29/03 12:20:31 PM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
<<
True story:
I pushed the ground floor button when I got in the elevator. I ended up on
second, because someone (who was no longer standing there) had pushed at
second. Marty was in the other elevator, also trying to go to first floor.
We both ended up on the second floor, where I broke my leg a moment later. >>
Well right now I am thanking God/Goddess for us not being there when this
happened!!!
Otherwise I'd be wondering for the life of me if we played a part in the
broken leg disaster. ACK!
We arrived AFTER Sandra had been taken to the hospital, just for the record.
And Marji and Liam arrived after that. Phew!
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected] writes:
<<
True story:
I pushed the ground floor button when I got in the elevator. I ended up on
second, because someone (who was no longer standing there) had pushed at
second. Marty was in the other elevator, also trying to go to first floor.
We both ended up on the second floor, where I broke my leg a moment later. >>
Well right now I am thanking God/Goddess for us not being there when this
happened!!!
Otherwise I'd be wondering for the life of me if we played a part in the
broken leg disaster. ACK!
We arrived AFTER Sandra had been taken to the hospital, just for the record.
And Marji and Liam arrived after that. Phew!
Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear
[email protected]
In a message dated 4/29/03 11:35:34 AM, starsuncloud@... writes:
<< Well right now I am thanking God/Goddess for us not being there when this
happened!!! >>
It's no big deal.
Elevators are some of the greatest toys ever made. They're like transporters
for little kids. And all those lights and numbers. I would have played with
them if I had ever even been around any when I was little! I went from a
very ratty rural neighborhood near Fort Worth to a town where the tallest
building was two stories and the nearest city was Santa Fe, which has a city
building code rule against buildings with more than two stories. The few
three story pre-existing buildings were none of my business!
I never got to play with elevators really until I was a teenager.
Imagine.
I was deprived.
Sandra
<< Well right now I am thanking God/Goddess for us not being there when this
happened!!! >>
It's no big deal.
Elevators are some of the greatest toys ever made. They're like transporters
for little kids. And all those lights and numbers. I would have played with
them if I had ever even been around any when I was little! I went from a
very ratty rural neighborhood near Fort Worth to a town where the tallest
building was two stories and the nearest city was Santa Fe, which has a city
building code rule against buildings with more than two stories. The few
three story pre-existing buildings were none of my business!
I never got to play with elevators really until I was a teenager.
Imagine.
I was deprived.
Sandra
Alan & Brenda Leonard
4/29/03 21:00:
I went to a music conference in Los Angeles when my son was three years old.
My dh had been deployed on short notice, leaving me with a childcare
problem, and the husband of one of the planning committe members kindly
volunteered to watch Tim for the first session in the late afternoon.
It took me forever to find them after the session. They had been riding the
elevators; there were four of them in this huge, high-rise hotel. Tim was
quite happy, but it really ammused me how much fun this 50-something year
old man had obviously had, riding elevators for two hours! He must have
been elevator deprived, too! <g>
brenda
> Elevators are some of the greatest toys ever made. They're like transportersReminds me of a funny story.
> for little kids. And all those lights and numbers. I would have played with
> them if I had ever even been around any when I was little!
I went to a music conference in Los Angeles when my son was three years old.
My dh had been deployed on short notice, leaving me with a childcare
problem, and the husband of one of the planning committe members kindly
volunteered to watch Tim for the first session in the late afternoon.
It took me forever to find them after the session. They had been riding the
elevators; there were four of them in this huge, high-rise hotel. Tim was
quite happy, but it really ammused me how much fun this 50-something year
old man had obviously had, riding elevators for two hours! He must have
been elevator deprived, too! <g>
brenda