Learning doesn’t stop because school does: in praise of quiet summers

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Bird's nest in potted fern. Photo courtesy Rachel Marie Stone, 2014.

Bird's nest in potted fern. Photo courtesy Rachel Marie Stone, 2014.

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When I consider the things that I know most about—and the things I am most interested in—I am struck that very little of what I know and love deeply was forced upon me by others.

  • I find something precious about aimlessness. It can rescue me from the past and the future. It can allow all before me to appear newly real. I’m happy, no, content is a better word. I can sense the coming of the next bit of magic.

  • dad

    Looking again at your title, I’m going to suggest that learning actually starts when school ends.

    I honestly cannot think of anything that I learned, at least prior to college, that I didn’t pick up through my own reading and experiences.

    For me grades 1 through 12 were a complete waste of time.