My son (Eshu) and I visited our first Waldorf private school. We went on the occasion of a newspaper clipping given to me by a friend. The newspaper clipping in no way conveyed the fun and excitement to be had, so I am very happy that we took the risk and went. What a thrill. As one would expect, the school was hidden away in woods in the middle of nowhere. It is accessible only by a long, winding road up a hill. At the top of that hill, one is presented with a building that is half- rustic barn and half- ultra-contemporary. It looked quite a bit more like a museum than a school. The interior was even more impressive. It was painted in a variety of heavenly pastels and adorned with various natural objects, children’s wet-on-wet watercolor paintings and art made from wood and other natural objects. The layout also deviated from the utilitarian norm seen in most schools. I absolutely adored it.

The events themselves were equally impressive. There was a crystal cave hidden away behind a door painted with a mural of the Starkind. For those who don’t know, this is the tale of an orphan girl who wanders through the woods on a cold. winter’s night. Though she has nothing more than the clothes on her back, she does not hesitate to give them away to another who is freezing. The stars looking down on her then shower her with gold coins as a sign of their approval. Anyway, the crystal cave “door” opened up on a small room with walls decorated in tree branches and faux birds. The floor was covered with a snow like fabric and a bridge lead visitors over the snow to a little pond and waterfall scene situated by a white cave in which a snow queen was sleeping. A girl dressed in a fairy costume read visiting children a story from a handmade book, invited the children to sail waternut shells in the pond and encouraged them to sing the queen awake. Accomodating children were then rewarded with a precious stone or crystal on their way out. There was also a song and piano recital, a cakewalk, a circus of some sort, a German woman telling stories and a fantastic puppet show. The puppet show was so magical that it completely changed my way of approaching the subject. We will be having many of these types of inspired shows in the home, now that I have seen how they are done.

Finally, the faire also had an array of vendors selling natural clothing, imported wooden toys, original artwork and other treasures. I spent a great deal of time shopping while my son got his face painted. Can’t go anywhere nowadays without facepainting. The pictures are quite bad, but he is supposed to have a Winter Frost theme to him.

King of Winter (1)

King of Winter (1)

King of Winter (2)

King of Winter (2)

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