Today I survived the second of ten 'Forest School' sessions. It was great fun. The crackle of a camp fire and the sting of it's smoke in your eyes. The children lit their fires first time this week. They must have wanted the Hot Chocolate and cups of tea pretty bad.
'Our' camp is just for us, one day a week for ten weeks. This week was spent on home improvements. A rain shelter that got called the 'annex' or the 'extension'. The children also wanted to build a tree house off the ground. Today they got the base/floor made and attached to the trees, they also made a ladder to climb up to the house. The tree house doubles up to keep the wood supply dry underneath. It is all getting pretty sophisticated. The kids use saws sensibly and really get empowered with the freedom. They loved the rope swings again and enjoyed tree climbing. My photography was hopeless this week I will try much harder next week. They spent a good couple of hours pretending to be Ewoks. A couple of boys role played magicians around the fire conjuring flames. One boy tried to get comfortable under the 'table' for a sleep but the others were making 'too much noise'!
We all ate an 'Al Fresco' lunch and then we made toast on the fire, which tastes much better than toaster made toast of course. I had just finished my second coffee of the day when I took the most spectacular fall. Somebody put logs all over the floor in the forest! I trod on one, it rolled and I went flying. I did not hurt anywhere in particular because it was one of those falls where everywhere hits the floor at once. Due to the unexpected nature of my tumble, the speed I was travelling and momentum I rolled too. I came to a stop at the feet of a small, shocked looking boy! I was really pleased that he didn't laugh but immediately and out of genuine concern asked me if I was ok. What a gent! I got up rather quickly and still had my coffee cup in my hand! My trousers and coat were pretty filthy though! I am really getting to old for this falling over at speed lark! I am definitely too old for rope swings! I think I am also too old for ladders and tree houses. I am not to old for sneaking up on unsuspecting Ewoks though and scaring the daylights out of them with a loud roar!