Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

Aldous Huxley on Relationships

Monochrome portrait of Aldous Huxley sitting on a table, facing slightly downwards. 

Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963) 




"How early do you start your science teaching?"



"We start it at the same time we start multiplication and division.  First lessons in ecology."

 

"Ecology?  Isn't that a bit complicated?" 
 

"That's precisely the reason why we begin with it.  Never give children a chance of imagining that anything exists in isolation. Make it plain from the very first that all living is relationship.  Show them relationships in the woods, in the fields, in the ponds and streams, in the village and the country around it.  Rub it in." 
 

"And let me add," said the Principal, "that we always teach the science of relationship in conjunction with the ethics of relationship.  Balance, give and take, no excesses---it's the rule of nature and, translated out of fact into morality, it ought to be the rule among people. [...]" 

 from Island by Aldous Huxley

Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Beatrix Potter Birthday


 
Beatrix Potter
 1866-1943

 “There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you.” 

Beatrix Potter is famous for the children's books she wrote and the animal characters she created.  Her lovely stories and drawings continue to bring pleasure to millions of children today. They are an enchanting way of introducing them to the natural world and developing empathy and compassion for living creatures.

But she gave in others ways too. She had close links with the National Trust and was a friend of Canon H.D Rawnsley, one of the  founder members of the National Trust.  On her death, she left them 4000 acres of land and countryside and 14 farms.  In accordance with her wishes, the farms are still working farms managed by tenant farmers and their families. 

 “Thank God I have the seeing eye, that is to say, as I lie in bed I can walk step by step on the fells and rough land seeing every stone and flower and patch of bog and cotton pass where my old legs will never take me again.”