Reminiscing The Green Dream

As a person, I tend to be forward-looking and recognise the importance of the present moment, rarely do I travel down memory lane. Three days ago, Facebook presented me with an “on this day” memory of a selfie taken in Bangkok five years ago. Here we were, my younger son and I, in an offbeat internet cafe on our way back from our year in Bali. Sending news to family and friends, without Chinese visas, and not knowing if we were going to be able to travel back home overland.

This brought back a lot of feelings! Instead of moving on, I decided to dive back into the mental archives of what may have been one of the happiest chapters of my life.

For those who may not already know, Yoel and I crowd-funded and realised a shared dream to go from Britain to Bali and back without flying, and spend a year at Green School. This ‘home-school’, or should I say ‘world-school ‘ project, we referred to as Weaving the Green Dream.

Since I am currently between two chapters, so to speak, I spent a few hours reminiscing the cherished memories of the trip and the special moments spent in that remarkable school in Bali. One thing led to another, and I remembered that a French film crew had interviewed us as part of a documentary they made on Green School. The makers had never sent us the footage as promised. Some of my french friends and family had mentioned that they had seen us on TV. Four years ago, while in Paris, I managed to watch a replay, but could not get hold of a copy. A friend even transferred the large file by email, but by the time I got round to downloading it, the link had expired. Well today, after five years I managed to get hold of it, and here it is, in full:

Note: The documentary is in French, and the link starts with our story 20-mins into the video. You are, of course, welcome to watch the whole programme, which is only 26-mins and gives a good impression of what Green School was like in 2015.

“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.”

Dr. Seuss

To finish with, why not listen to Michael Franti’s “The Sound Of Sunshine”, (whom we had the pleasure to see live on Campus). The song is featured at the end of Yoel’s little film: 100 Day Journey

Once again thank you Yoel for being such an excellent travel companion, and a keen student of life – world school with you was quite a ride!

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Dare to Danube

Jill: handmade wooden beauty from Brockwood Park School

A dream is unfolding. Finn and Tereza’s to be precise.
At seventeen, they have embarked on a journey of a lifetime – rowing and sailing across Europe on a wooden boat from River Rhine to the Black Sea up River Main and down River Danube. That’s more than three thousand kilometres of waterways across eight countries.

The project was born at Brockwood Park School in England – in the woodwork barn just across the garden where I live. Since last summer, we have been blessed with the enthusiasm of an Australian boatbuilder, Andrew Turner, who has been keen to share his passion for woodwork with the students and embarked on the construction of a 16ft, wooden, double-ended, clinker sailboat. Both Finn and Tereza got very involved in the construction of the boat and tools in hand, came up with the idea of rowing and sailing it to Tereza’s home in Russia, with the smallest environmental footprint possible.

The boat under construction

After months of planning and having to complete the finishing touches without Andrew, the pair managed to set off on their journey at the end of July. I was fortunate enough to share the beginning of their adventure and even spend ten days on the boat helping them progress along the Main towards the Danube.

As well as promoting slow sustainable travel, they are fundraising for the school to build a timber-framed ‘makers-space’ barn so future generation of students can build their dreams and attempt to make the world a better and more sustainable place. I invite you to follow their adventure on their blog: www.ToTheBlackSea.com and support their cause by spreading the word, and if you can, by donating a small contribution.

To the Black Sea…

They have dared to embark on this adventure and I wish them good luck on their long journey up the River Main and down the River Danube… to the Black Sea.

L.

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