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Hannah Alhaj's avatar

I have one young kid and two teenagers, so I don’t worry about CPS or traffic or eating lead paint etc. And I wish there was enough life and community on my street to even feel judged, but since no one is out there, who cares what they privately think of me? That is the core problem here for me. No one is out there. That’s where safety and fun is, everyone in and outside; laughing and talking shit and playing. It’s an enormous loss, harder to grieve since the death was never recorded.

But I’d hazard a guess and say the best way to feel less assailed by the judgment of others is to stop yourself from judging others. If that’s not the ideal fix, it seems like the only one within reach to any person.

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Barbara Chase's avatar

I resisted the social pressures early in my child's life because I happened to read John Holt's book, "How Children Fail". I was fortunate enough to grow up in the MidWest in the 60s, and I was free to roam. However I didn't feel as lucky during school, and while reading the book I felt like I was reading about my own personal experience on almost every page. My daughter was still an infant, but that is when I dedicated myself to learning as much as I could about unschooling. By the time she was school-age I had found an unschooling community. We had to drive to be with this community, but we were a large group of families with kids of all ages who supported each other with a very different set of values compared to the norm. They became our social life, and I am so grateful that we found them.

Even so, I can't say that my daughter was able to grow up free to roam. I mean she was, but when she went out there just weren't any other kids around. We even lived within a few houses of a girl her age, but that girl's mom would *never* let her play (neither outside nor inside!) But when we were with our unschooling friends several days a week life was very different.

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