Here my son gives his best show of separation pangs, perhaps for my benefit? After one week at this new nursery school, he now only begins to cry when I say goodbye at the school door, but then he reportedly quits crying after a few minutes and begins to play with joy.
With two gifted teachers and ten children (11 now, including my son) ranging from ages 2-6, this school (re)creates the extended family so hard to find in today’s industrialized, dehumanized, westernized world. I am thankful he can grow up playing outside in nature along with his new mothers, brothers, and sisters. The headmaster is a strawberry farmer, and the students grow and feast on cherry tomatoes and other delicacies from the school garden.
Long live one-room schools!