About Us

We are Ferdy (aged 9), Harriet (Mum - age too old to reveal) and Gil (aged 6).

Ferdy started school in September 2017 and Gil in September 2020, and Ferdy and Gil are home educated on Fridays (flexischooling is a combination of formal schooling and home educating). This does not mean an extra weekend day (Ferdy!), but that we will be doing days out, some reading, some writing, some maths and generally things relating to what both boys are learning at school.

We will be keeping a record of our progress (and our mistakes) on this blog. Any comments/ideas gratefully received!

Wednesday, 20 February 2019

The Sea, The Sea

We live as far as it is possible to live from the sea in the UK. So it was an early rise for us but we managed to be in Lyme Regis by 10:30am.

'Can you see the sea?'
Hans Christian Anderson accompanied us for almost all the way (Ferdy likes his name because it's like Hans Solo), apart from when I negotiated 1/2 an hour for listening to Woman's Hour. Ferdy's favourite character in HCA's Fairy Tales is the Robber Girl in the Snow Queen which I'm quite pleased about as she is feisty, independent and brave (I secretly hope that, if he likes girls, that's the kind of girl he goes for...), rather than Gerda who, despite being tenacious in her hunt for Kai, is a bit of a wimp about him really..






Our PE lesson encompassed stone throwing (aiming at bigger piles of stones) and running away from the waves.


12 divided by 3 = 4

Ferdy's just started doing division at school so we did some division by sharing.

When you go to the sea you have to have ice creams, draw pictures of the sea, and make up poems about the sea and how see and sea are spelt differently.

At Granny's house later, Ferdy read her a whole book.

But what is the best thing about going to Dorset? Going to the seaside? Eating ice creams? Buying copies of the Dandy in a Lyme Regis bookshop? Visiting Granny?

No, I'm afraid it's discovering all your uncle's Star Wars figures in the attic.


Saturday, 9 February 2019

Cakes, Trains and Chinese Lanterns

It rained a lot today.


When it rains, the boys just want to stay at home and I must say it was a little tempting as we've just moved house and we are still settling in. But I know that, although we generally have a really good, active learning time over breakfast, it's more difficult to be motivated if we stay at home all day.

So after an hour or so of counting in 5s (as you do) we did what we often do when it rains: visit Derby Museum.

When I was little, I used to groan at the thought of being dragged around museums and art galleries. But nowadays, museums like Derby are so kid friendly and have loads of things to do and read and play with, my boys think that going to a museum is a massive treat.

First we joined in with some Chinese Lantern making in celebration of the Year of the Pig (we had watched a few videos about Chinese New Year that morning).

tl clockwise: using a ruler; cutting along the lines,
teamwork cutting sellotape; more cutting


























Then we played 'find an animal that... climbs trees / lives in a burrow / eats fish etc'. This involves me standing at one end of the gallery and saying one of the above, and Ferdy and Gil race around the gallery looking for an animal fitting the description. It's quite a noisy game.

'Find an animal that lives underground..'

Next we went to our new favourite gallery, Objects of Love, Hope and Fear: A World Collection. This is a new gallery and is crammed full of objects from every corner of the globe, and in a week where parents have been challenging a school in Birmingham for its open minded attitude to teaching about LGBT lessons, it felt appropriate to read books like 'It's OK to be different', All Kinds of Families and Everybody Cooks Rice. Oh and one about a monster called Bernadette who wants to just have group hugs..

Ferdy requested that we make some rice when we went home, but on the way back his request turned to chocolate muffins. Getting him to weigh everything out is a really good way for him to learn about bigger numbers and weight measurements. I wasn't very impressed however, when he said he'd added 1g of spit to the 225g of flour because he was drooling over the chocolate.

225g of flour and 1g of saliva




























Our day ended with Ferdy writing about me: My Mummy is tall (yesssssss no one has ever called me tall), she has brown eyes and is nice. My cup runneth over.


Friday, 8 February 2019

Moving House

Sorry but no post for Friday 1st Feb as we moved house. Back on 8th.