Diary 67

Sunday, May 24th

67 days – and to think that when all this started I thought it might all be over in two weeks. How things change.

My hope in these days is that we’ll all try to re-think how we treat the Earth. Some of us are too disadvantaged to be able to do that – I’m thinking of those caught in the storms currently hitting India, for example – but the rest of us can at least start to consider changes. Especially here, in these United States.

On a related topic, my grandchildren (all under the age of 8), freed from school, have been having the best time. The eldest has had Zoom sessions with her teacher, at the rate of an hour every other day, and loves it. She’s reading at an astonishing rate. Her sister (5) has basically taught herself the basics of reading and writing just because she likes to know what all the activity is about. They sing, they make up songs and jokes, they dance, they make prodigious amounts of art.

Perhaps the model they have in Finland really is effective here, too – just letting the kids explore at their own pace.