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As we washed them, they tinkled and splashed in water. They jiggled and jangled as we stirred them clean. Their noise was magical, like gurgling laughter and T delighted the auditory sensations. He was a dedicated stone washer.When they were clean, we collected a few vessels; a couple of jars, a colander, a few spoons and spent a while filling the jars, tipping them out and refilling them. Of course, they became baking ingredients for K and she baked Stone Pies while T measured the stone ingredients for her.
After a while, we moved them into a box and used our hands to stir them all around. We built hills and valleys, dams and walls.
After a while, we moved them into a box and used our hands to stir them all around. We built hills and valleys, dams and walls.
The doorbell rang. It was a Birthday Package all the way from Australia. T let K help him open his present and they were delighted to find two Tonka Trucks from their beloved aunt, uncle and cousin in Australia. Out to the 'stone box' they went again for another hour with their trucks.
Today was a very good example of Waldorf play. We started with a bag of dirty stones; lovely natural, open ended toys that come from the earth. We washed them with water, listening to the the noise they made. We scrunched them in our hands, feeling their smoothness, their roughness. We let them trickle through our fingers. We smelt the dusty, muddy smell of the water. Then we used those same stones to fill our jars, pour them out. The stones became baking ingredients, the jars, measuring cups. They became cakes and pies. A little while later, they were a building site as trucks were driven through them, walls, hills, valleys built.
Today was a very good example of Waldorf play. We started with a bag of dirty stones; lovely natural, open ended toys that come from the earth. We washed them with water, listening to the the noise they made. We scrunched them in our hands, feeling their smoothness, their roughness. We let them trickle through our fingers. We smelt the dusty, muddy smell of the water. Then we used those same stones to fill our jars, pour them out. The stones became baking ingredients, the jars, measuring cups. They became cakes and pies. A little while later, they were a building site as trucks were driven through them, walls, hills, valleys built. We started with a simple material, stones, and through a little direction and creativity they became so many things...
Who knew stones could be so much fun?
Who knew stones could be so much fun?
3 comments:
The simplest things in life are indeed priceless.
Sooo much fun! Thank you for reminding us that the simple, sensory play ideas are the best. :)
It really is so wonderful to watch children playing in such a way. They are so free to use their imaginations and they just seem to shine when we allow them to play in their own way like this.
Such fun!
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