There’s a preschool in our neighboring town that brings its students into the woods to play. I pass by them as I walk my dog. They carry big sticks to build forts and run around exploring and singing.
Why do we think that this should stop at age four?
My son is a freshman in high school. Running around in the woods all day is exactly what he needs right now. I feel a sense of longing and sadness as I watch the children be free - to explore and create.
I had those same feelings as I watched the movie Jungle Book. I could see my son in Mogley, traipsing around the jungle, swinging in the trees, creating things.
Except he doesn’t.