Jumping in Puddles

b2ap3_thumbnail_puddles.jpg

“What do parents owe their young that is more important than a warm and trusting connection to the Earth…?” ~ Theodore Roszak

I consider myself somewhat of a country boy. My grandparents had a large farm not too far from where I grew up. Every summer from as early as I can remember until late high school I worked on the farm. I'm sure that's where I developed my early morning routine. I have so many memories of the farm. Learning to drive the big International tractor, getting chased down the lane by an angry chicken, hitting home runs over the fence into the corn field, learning how to milk cows and my favourite, sitting atop the bales of hay stacking them neatly as my grandfather drove the tractor. All great memories, none of which were inside the house. Well, unless I count my favourite couch to nap on after lunch. I had forgotten how much fun one can have just playing outside, let alone the learning that can happen too.

This past weekend was my uncle's 85th birthday party and my cousin planned a large party for him on his farm. It wasn't quite the same as my grandparents farm. He doesn't farm the land, instead he rents most of it out. However he does have some alpacas which gave my daughter and I hours of enjoyment just watching them. But what was really interesting about the whole day out in the country was watching my 3 year old daughter find fun in what all the adults at the party wouldn't have imagined. Puddles. Just after we arrived at the party a heavy rain fell for about an hour. Luckily we were under the tent, safe from the rain. There was a bit of thunder, but no lightning. I'm sure it was my daughter's first thunderstorm because she was stuck to me like glue for the first 10 minutes or so. But after the thunder and rain stopped it was time to explore. And explore she did!

She started out by walking gently through the puddles, watching the small waves run to the edge of the puddle. Then she moved to jumping up and down in the puddle watching the muddy water fly up and splash her legs (and new dress). Then came the marching, running and kicking the water. I was glued to my lawn chair not caring about her dress getting dirty or thinking about the thorough bath she'd need to have in that night. She found small rocks, washed them in the water and then showed me something interesting on the rock. She was discovering nature and all its beauty. By the time we left she hadn't sat down in her favourite Frozen camping chair once. She explored every puddle that had formed from the storm. And she was dirty. But it was worth it. It brought back so many memories of my childhood on the farm, and gave her a chance to experience a little slice of life in the country.

As we left the farm, just outside of the main gates, Zoe spotted something and yelled "look Daddy!". This is what we saw. Only 2 weeks old and just as curious about the world as my daughter. 

b2ap3_thumbnail_fawn.jpg

 

What kinds of experiences have your kids had on a farm, or somewhere in nature that you hope gives them memories for a lifetime? I'd love to hear them.

 

Fact-React with Adobe Voice
Discovering Students' Passions

Related Posts

 

Overall Rating (0)

0 out of 5 stars
Add comment

People in this conversation

  • We forget how powerful Nature can be for students, actually for all of us. Emerson stated in his "American Scholar" speech that Nature is the first influence for a scholar. Your story made me smile. Over Easter my two oldest boys went tromping through a creek. They had so much fun. In my own classroom I try to get students outside when I can. Even if it is to free write for 15 minutes. Thanks for sharing.

  • David

    Thanks for commenting Jamey. I haven't heard Emerson or read his "American Scholar" speech. So thank you for that! I love seeing classes outside learning. It's a great opportunity.

  • I teach that speech in my American Lit class. It is difficult the first time through, but if you have the time here is the link. http://www.emersoncentral.com/amscholar.htm

  • Carla

    Having grown up in a small city and small town, the farm experience was a unique and exciting trip for me. I remember for myself how much fun it was to visit a friends farm and feed the chickens, swing from rafters landing in straw, climb a silo, and run through fields. Little did I know I would end up marrying a farmer! It is so rewarding for me to see my four girls enjoy their farm experiences even as young adults now. They climbed the cherry tree, saw horses and calves being born, drove the tractor and had hay rides, rode the horses, had a few highschool parties outside and of course did farm chores. Of course I did not allow them to swing from the rafters or climb any silo like I did! When I asked them if they have enjoyed growing up on a farm they answer with a resounding 'yes!'. They have been privy to so much outdoor education because of the farm and of course their dad the farmer! Your post brought back happy memories all round for me! Thanks

  • David

    That sounds awesome for your kids Carla. Thanks for sharing what great things your kids get to do on the farm!

    Dave