Her world is free from pressures and obligations
She is free from the worry that her legs are not fast enough
That her jump is not high enough
The pressure to write in a straight line
Or read as fast as others her age
Her world has no grading systems that will teach her that she is better than somebody else
More deserving than somebody else
That she will come first so that her classmates can come second...or last
She will never be told that she is not good enough
She learns to read, safe in the arms of people who love her with all of their heart
And learns to write, guided by the warm hands of her mother, father, sisters and brother
She picks up her first needle, guided by her grandmother
And paints freely, without the need to paint or colour within the lines
There is no hierarchical structure to ever set her up with the possibility of failure in her learning
There is no failure.
There is only slower learning or faster learning.
And none of that is her concern. Because she is a child free to learn completely in her own time. And that is the beauty of learning at home...