• 14 years old: I'm young but I know what I want. This isn't that hard, I'm all grown up already and have everything figured out.
  • 17 years old: Well, this is a little harder than I thought. School is almost ending. What am I going to do with my life?
  • 21 years old: What the fuck is going on? Where are my socks?


White privilege is being able to shoot up a movie theater and leave alive in the back of a cop car. It’s driving around in the BMW daddy bought you killing because you felt you were entitled to women’s bodies & afterwards the media painting you as not a criminal but rather a poor sad situation of a person suffering from mental health issues.

But if you are a PoC you’re one trip to the corner store and a warning shot to the back of the head away from being a hash tag on tumblr.


Nature hunt.

Today we went on a ”nature” hunt in the back garden. Turt just loves being outside, we go to the park all the time. But we very rarely venture out into the garden because well, that’s Coco’s territory. He was barking at us the WHOLE time we were out there; I think he hides food in the back garden so he gets all territorial (LOL).

But anyway, Turt grabbed her bucket and begun to fill it with leaves, stones, rocks, weeds and sticks. We couldn’t really find any ”wild life” so to speak, so next time I think we’ll go to the park and do it better and Turt can play with insects. Never the less, Turt still had fun and cried when I popped inside to get a drink as she thought it was time to go inside. So we ended up staying out there for two whole hours. It wasn’t freezing but it wasn’t warm either. LOL 

Turt plucked weeds for mama and examined each one before placing them in her yellow bucket.

As long as Turt enjoyed it. She was getting really involved, sticking her hands in the mud, putting everything she could find in her bucket, putting them in, emptying her bucket and putting them back in again. As she showed me each item, I named it to her, she clapped and placed it in the bucket. 

I think it’s important for every child to have a strong connection with nature and so did Maria Montessori:

”if for the physical life it is necessary to have the child exposed to the vivifying forces of nature, it is also necessary for his psychical life to place the soul of the child in contact with creation, in order that he may lay up for himself treasure from the directly educating forces of living nature.  The method for arriving at this end is to set the child at agricultural labour, guiding him to the cultivation of plants and animals, and so to the intelligent contemplation of nature.”    

Maria Montessori.

I just love Sundays. 

Indeed “Place the soul of the child in contact with creation”.

Reblogged from hoodmack