They built a camp.......
.....and then they put signs up and wouldn't let us in without a pass.
"It's your fault." a colleague said "You told them they could do what they liked within reason, and now look"
Heh. So they were.
Six weeks ago I embarked on my first holiday club. Twenty-five years of working with children within a curriculum framework was about to be put to death. My new buzz word was 'FUN' - how weird is that?
It would have been easy to plan a whole bunch of 'fun type' activities but I never seem to take the easy route and my staff looked on in horror as outlined my ideas and turned an already established club on its head.
'No plans, let them lead'.
In six weeks the kids (a wild bunch of assorted problems) have built camps, made passes, dug pits, decorated totem poles, written a play and designed hats, clothes and furniture.
They elected to ban the PlayStation and other electronic entertainment after 9.30am, made a picnic area, cooked their own snacks and lunch and worked all day on completing projects of their own making.
They have also planned, written and edited three newspapers and taken some truly stunning photographs.
Maybe we went back to yesteryear, when children made their own fun and spent their days mostly wet and muddy- a strange concept.
And the greatest fun? £2 of tarpaulin, a bottle of dish detergent and a hose.
Will they remember it?
I hope so
(photographs taken by J aged 9, P aged 7 and L aged 4 - his is the spiderman face)
The Mignoids invaded. We were prepared - phew!