Asha is covered in mud head to toe, as she has been in the garden, the do room is covered in bits of paper, the kitchen looks like we are in the middle of a market garden, and we have half a pig to deal with..

I smile.. look around, and move the half eaten cake of the one “clean” surface and suggest he puts the large box down there..Offer the man some money.. and realise that may be we ought to have cleaned the kitchen this morning.. not cut some of the large bushes down in the garden, but the sun was out, and we would like some of it to get into the back this year.

Anyway, its now 10 pm, and were waiting for the salt and sugar to cool down, so we can pop the meat into it to cure it… We will then cook it and freeze it..

Wonderful..

So I sort of speak to Steve and we decide, if the weather is good, then yes we can go to Chester Zoo on Friday, BUT Asha needs to be a big helper first..

As the weather is quite warm today, we decide first to do a trip up to Bedgellert for an ice cream, and then its home to “do jobs”. This we do fairly easily, and asha gets home and plays outside, whilst we “do jobs”

Success all around..

O.k. her goes.. Asha’s unsociable week.

Monday – we went swimming with some home educated friends, and then back to there house where we played and fed the chickens and pigs…
Tuesday – we did some shopping, and phoned a home educated friend, who talked to Asha on the telephone.
Wednesday – we went to the home educated group of around 30 children who Asha unsociably decided to play with from 12 pm to 5 pm..without being made to sit at a desk or get changed, if she wanted to play outside…
Thursday – we went to the very unsociable library, and met another older unschooled girl there, who then sat on the floor and talked to our unsociable home educated child for about 10 mins, after she had returned her items…
Friday – we went to a new home education group, and spent the after noon playing with a load of new home educated children asha has never met before, and a few she knows quite well, where she unsociably played with a mixed age range of children, and socialised with there parents as well.. They also unsociably played on the beach in the day time, and really enjoyed them selves.
Saturday – we had one visitor today, and asha enjoyed an unsociable day at home with her mummy and daddy reading unsociable books, and playing with her unsociable toys.. oh and feeding the birds, squirrels and other wildlife in the garden and on the field..
Sunday – i think a few home schoolers are calling in tomorrow, but we plan to be totally unsociable and spend some time in that big shop in Bangor cos were out of coffee, and we need some to keep up with our unsociable daughter.. who is 5!

Also from netto – we dont shop there often.. was 500 grm butter for £1.. that will do for baking with.

We have finally returned our three bag fulls of books and audio tapes to the library. and bought home a couple of audio books. Story time was on, and Asha dosnt really enjoy it, so we didnt stay long.

This is going to mean that 100’s – possibly 1000’s of students are not going to be able to complete there courses, and of course the knock on of that is a. Tescos are going to find less people shopping there. b. Tutors are going to find them selves student less next year, c. well the wonderful institution which is the OU is going to have less students.

Please find attached a link to a facebook group entitled ‘Tesco – Every little doesn’t help OU students’

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=278290981649&ref=ts

I thought you might be interested to know the impact that the OU/ Tesco change of policy on clubcard…

n the Beginning

Leonard Peltier (of the Anishinabe, Dakota, and Lakota Nations) traces the roots of his political activism to the rank racism and brutal poverty he experienced every day as an Indian child growing up on the Turtle Mountain Chippewa and Fort Totten Sioux reservations in North Dakota.

Termination and Its Aftermath

During the last years of the Eisenhower administration a resolution was passed by Congress to “terminate” all Indian reservations and “relocate” Indians off their lands and into the cities. Indians were given two choices: either relocate or starve. Later, court decisions would declare this policy illegal. In the late 1950s, however, to implement their inhuman policy, the United States government cut off the reservations’ already meager supply of food and commodities—the pitiful little “payment” they had promised the Indians in their treaties to recompense Indians for all the vast and holy continent they’d stolen. Now, Indian people were offered money to get off their land and move to cities like Minneapolis, Milwaukee, Cleveland, Los Angeles, and Chicago—where they were faced with joblessness, poverty, and hopeless despair on the mean streets of America’s inner-city slums.

Leonard was about 14 years old at the time. With his father, he attended meetings on the reservation to discuss the government’s decision to terminate Turtle Mountain. He recalls one Ojibwa lady, a cousin, who stood up angrily and asked in a loud, emotional, tear-filled voice, “Where are our warriors? Why don’t they stand up and fight for their starving people?”

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