Restoring human connections
Amit Deshwal I am part of a small community learning space for children called ‘A Little Grove’. Currently we are a group of 20 children, the youngest being a four year-old and the oldest 19. At ‘A Little Grove’ we attempt to create a small space, where children are free to explore their own interests and concerns, free to discover their meaning of life. It is an attempt to create a democratic learning and living space for children wherein different ways of knowing and learning are not only respected but also encouraged. Children not only decide what they wish to do in the space but also take part in deciding how the centre functions. Each child is unique; hence we do not follow any fixed curriculum. Everyone here is encouraged to follow their heart and carve out a curriculum and time-table for themselves. In many ways the space is a lot different from a regular school. However, one thing I particularly like is how, because we do not have classes, children of mixed age groups can be seen working, learning and living together. When I was in school, I had spent most of my time with children from my age group. Hardly would I get to be with those younger or older than me. I would attend classes with children who belonged to my age group, play with them and also have lunch only with them. How mixed age group children learn with each other is something that I would like to particularly touch upon when we are discussing the need of counsellors in schools. In a situation wherein children of mixed age group spend time together, learn and live together, we get to observe a lot of interesting things happening. We see children of different ages having food together, playing together. Frequently we get to see how the older children take care of the younger ones, teach them some things that they need to learn and how the younger ones invariably go to them whenever they are stuck with something. I particularly remember one such instance. We all had gone out for a walk into a nearby forest. We had walked to a place with a small pond and lots of trees around. The children were playing. Some of them sat down to do their drawings. It was almost time to go when a four year-old came to me and said that he had soiled his pants. I did not know what to do.