When the kids were still quite small, and car travel or any kind of waiting was akin to torment for them, we would play word games. We began with the simple – thinking of words that all begin with the same letter. We gradually moved on to alliterative words.
A few months ago, we put the old Fridge Phonics letters, which had been languishing in a bin, back up on the fridge, sans the little reader boxes that came with them. We’ve been having a lot of fun with these, some of it even alliterative!
Just yesterday (well, it won’t be when you read this on April 1, because I’m typing this on November 23, so we can call it a bit of an April Fool), Jeremiah, now 15, was researching the legal and tax requirements involved in starting a small business, because he has strong entrepreneurial tendencies. “The hardest part,” he said, “is coming up with a name. It needs to be something short that pops and is alliterative.”
He never learned that term in school; he’s never attended school. It’s like so much of our learning here – autodidactic, motivated by interest or need, drawn from the world around us.