Throughout my learning career, I have noticed the connections between everything in the world. It bothered me that in conventional education, subjects are split up and interconnections are not shown. This interconnectedness has become even more apparent to me in this past week of Woolman classes.
Some time ago, I became aware that every person that enters one’s life, if only for a moment, has something to offer. Sometimes, it’s as simple as a smile or a laugh. However, if you search for it, they often have something much deeper to give. We, too, have something to offer everyone we encounter. What each of us has to offer is different, and what another person has to learn from us often varies based upon their own needs and experiences.
My Food Manifesto
Friday night, August 21s, the 12th Woolman semester began as we gathered around a fire circle (with no fire as this is the season of high fire danger) to tell our stories of arriving at Woolman. Although staff and interns had been preparing for weeks, and students had begun arriving from the East and Midwest the day before on Thursday, the real beginning of the Semester seemed to take place that night.
What would get a two-year-old to plant seeds in the ground (with Mom’s help), a five-year-old to shovel manure into a wheelbarrow and deliver it down the hill to the garden compost pile, a 17-year-old to show up for breakfast at 7:15 am and go to work pulling nails out of old lumber so it can be reused in building a shed, a 35-year-old to cook breakfast for 50 early risers, and a 65-year-old to climb up on a two-story roof to put in insulat