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Telling time


Thought you might be wondering what we do as natural learners, or "radical unschoolers" - how our kids learn stuff without a set curriculum... Here's a good example...

This photo was taken minutes ago, as I speak Erik and Luey are sitting with Dadda at the dining room table playing a game, very similar to "Memory" where they have a board or two each with pictures of different times of the day. There are a bunch of cards laid face down in the middle and each child takes it in turn to pick out a card, and see if they can match it to their board, if not, they have to return the card to its place, and the next child has a turn. This way we can open discussion about time, and they become familiar with the difference appearance of face clocks at different times... This is both fun and educational, but we only play the game if the boys ask to play it as they did today :D...

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Heather said…
I'm really enjoying reading about radical unschooling. I actually was just wondering how the children learn things like telling time and math, etc. I know if it were me, I'd never ask to learn math LOL never liked that subject and still don't! But this is neat reading the really good ways a child can attain general knowledge. Please, do continue telling us how you teach your children these subjects in a radical unschooling way! I am all ears :)
Narelle said…
That is a neat game. Where did you get it?
Sif said…
I bought it through the learning ladder (same place I got the "Where is the Green Sheep?" book, actually... I've bought a lot of games and activities for the boys through them - considered becoming a seller, but I don't have a car, so that would make getting around rather difficult, LOL...
Sif said…
http://www.learningladder.com.au/
Narelle said…
ta :o)

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