Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Introducing permaculture to children
Last week I was honoured to be part of a living book activity at my sons school. A half dozen or so parents volunteered to be walking talking books, available for a class of students to borrow from the library and take back to their classroom. The topic I chose to give a talk on was permaculture, and I was pleasantly surprised when I was booked out solid for the entire event. However, that may have had something to do with my blurb containing frogs and lizards.
I gave a talk to four separate classes ranging from preschool to grade 6. All students were very receptive, including the grade sixes. I mainly talked about my garden at home and the permaculture principles that apply there. I told a few funny stories about Ginger the trapeze artist chicken, and the hot day I decided to take a swim in the bond and slipped on my ass. I even gave an impersonation of a chicken doing a poo, that was met with screwed up faces and one kid saying that they will never eat vegetables again. But most of all the children were in ore of my pencil drawing.
The nights prior I sat at the coffee table with my childrens colouring pencils drawing a picture of the garden. Melanie asked why I didn’t just print off some photos. For some reason I just thought it a good idea to draw the garden instead. Maybe it was the thought of going back to school that recalled a memory of some unfinished homework. Regadless I am glad I did. In every class, including the sixes, I was praised for my picture. One child even asked if I was an artist. You can imagine how that made me feel.
I had so much fun and the children were just wonderful. I don’t know who was entertaining who.The younger grades had their hands up all the time just wanting to add their own little stories, some relevant, some not so, but all a pleasure to hear. The grade sixes, who I expected to just sit there wishing for me to shut up and leave, also had stories to include and asked some great questions.
The thought of possibly leaving even just one of those children inspired to grow up to grow their own food, left me feeling very proud indeed. An experience I hope to do again.