This reminds me of my grandpa, who gave me my first pocket knife when I must have been 6 or 7. I was really into making bows and arrows out of twigs and branches I’d found in the yard, and he gave it to me simply as a tool for a hobby I’d formed. Everyone freaked out at first, but he taught me how to use a knife safely and I don’t think I ever cut myself (as a child anyways. I’m a reckless adult).
If we stop teaching kids to be afraid of stuff because of what might happen, and instead teach them about how things work and the consequences of misusing them, I think we’d have less people afraid to use the stove in their 20s.
Man I learned how to shoot a rifle at 6 or 7, my niblings got matching pink rifles at the same age. I was probably like 4 when I was taught how to sharpen sticks and hit each other with them. Idaho is a wild place only the most feral children make it to adulthood
Hell yeah! I would’ve loved one of these as a kid. I was always the one climbing on the outside of the jungle gym getting yelled at by school supervisors.
If I fall, I’ll know I can’t pull off that maneuver (yet), and I won’t do it again (yet), and you won’t have to yell at me! So just let me fall!
This reminds me of my grandpa, who gave me my first pocket knife when I must have been 6 or 7. I was really into making bows and arrows out of twigs and branches I’d found in the yard, and he gave it to me simply as a tool for a hobby I’d formed. Everyone freaked out at first, but he taught me how to use a knife safely and I don’t think I ever cut myself (as a child anyways. I’m a reckless adult).
If we stop teaching kids to be afraid of stuff because of what might happen, and instead teach them about how things work and the consequences of misusing them, I think we’d have less people afraid to use the stove in their 20s.
Man I learned how to shoot a rifle at 6 or 7, my niblings got matching pink rifles at the same age. I was probably like 4 when I was taught how to sharpen sticks and hit each other with them. Idaho is a wild place only the most feral children make it to adulthood
Currently sitting in Idaho where grandma keeps a Ruger in her nightstand, can confirm.
https://grist.org/cities/this-playground-encourages-kids-to-use-tools-get-dirty-and-let-their-imaginations-run-wild/
Your comment reminded me of this concept: Adventure playgrounds
Hell yeah! I would’ve loved one of these as a kid. I was always the one climbing on the outside of the jungle gym getting yelled at by school supervisors.
If I fall, I’ll know I can’t pull off that maneuver (yet), and I won’t do it again (yet), and you won’t have to yell at me! So just let me fall!
Yeah they started in the UK after WW2. They’re a really interesting concept, taking loose parts play to the extreme.
Also look up forest schools, kids going into the snowy forests and shit in Scandinavia and using knives etc.