Today marks 3 months living the nomad life.
When we left, we had no expectations of what to expect from our children, we were nervous, I mean we were completely turning their lives they’ve known so well upside down.
The lifestyle they had was no longer, by taking the kids out of school to home school them, changing their routine they knew and most of all taking them away from family and friends they had grown up with.
But Kids seem to amaze me, in their uncanny way, how quickly they adapt and grow from experience, just when you think it’s the worst idea, they turn around and flourish.
Paityn for instinct, an 8 year old shy and timed little girl who would still cry most mornings when I dropped her off at school, she found it hard to approach other kids to play and most days would come home and say she played by herself, because she was scared to play in big groups of kids, as a parent this breaks your heart, thinking your kid spent the day alone.
Just this morning while I sat and ate my breakfast outside, I watched on while she walked over to the neighbouring caravans and rounded her new friends up to go and play, these are kids she has known for less than a few days and she was the instigator. That right there is worth every bit of the travelling experience, if we had to pack up and go home today, my heart is full to know that my once shy timed little girl has confidence, and strength like every little child should.
Today I asked the kids to sit down and write what 3 months on the road has been like, this is their stories.
Koby
“three months on the road has been an EPIC (his newfound word) fishing has been my favourite, I’ve learnt to cast all by myself and now I’m learning to bait up. I want to learn how to make my own rigs and fish with lures on my own, LAPPING THE ISLAND IS FUN BECAUSE I’M WITH MY FAMILY.”
Paityn
“three months on the road has been awesome, we’ve seen lots of animals, done HUGE hikes and gone exploring, but best thing is we are giving it a go together….”
Their letters reassure me that what we are doing is the right thing for our family.
Yesterday I had a parent approach me asking if the boy in the blue shorts was mine, I swallowed and thought what the hell has he done now, “yes, his mine” I said in a quiet voice, but the lady just wanted to commend me on my sons manners, in a surprise voice I said “the boy in those blue shorts there” she continued to explain how she offered him some food and he ever so politely refused because mum and dad said it’s not safe to take food from strangers, when the other 10 kids were scoffing down on lollies.
Last night I reflected on what this lady said and I think for a 6 year old little boy, to turn around and say no when his parents aren’t close by is a really big deal. Shows that we can trust him.
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