One of the nice things about being at a Steiner school is the fact that crafting is not only appreciated, but actively encouraged.
The school abounds in crafty kids and parents.
I found a woman who dyes wool for felting and spinning. I don't know her name, (though there are bloggers out there who do), but her business is called Craft Circle, based in Yarraville.
I got very excited, and bought some immediately.
(Just try to ignore Rude Chicken, he's actually got nothing to do with this post. It's the kind of thing that happens when your photographic assistant is a dog.)
There is a tendency sometimes, though, for the craft to be a little on the conservative side. Mym, who is a newcomer to the Steiner Program, missed the doll-making component last term, much to her disappointment, so decided to try her hand at a Steiner doll.
She named it Peewee, and proudly presented it to the class.
The response was one of unanimous dismay. No one could understand why she would want to make a doll with two heads. Her teacher (very nicely) asked her to take it home and remove one of the heads. I think he found it disturbing.
She brought it home. But the head stays. As she furiously pointed out, how's she supposed to decide which head gets to die? Pee, or Wee?
'It would be like pulling the arms off my teddy! What is he? Insane?!', she stormed.
She also said a number of other things. Things to make her truck-driving forefathers proud. All of them unrepeatable.
Grownups (sigh). There are some things they just don't understand.
And I guess the mind of a 12 year old Creative Genius is one of them.
Yeah, well. The line forms to the left.