The Younger Group

 

 

Elaina Vimmerstedt teaches the three-year span of the Younger Group. She "lives the day" with her children, carefully nurturing the group of six- through nine-year-olds as they develop into a caring, concerned community of learners.

Academics begin to have a more traditionally structured form in the Y.G., with a strong basis in problem solving. The children are encouraged to find and use their own strengths as learners to build their skills through a large variety of activities and equipment.

The classroom is bright and busy. Elaina encourages movement and talking, because children need to do both to learn. The whole Y.G. works on many things together, like plays, singing, group books, and a sense of group responsibility. They also work in small learning groups, teaching each other, and as individuals, developing their own ideas, work habits and projects.

Elaina believes that children in these age ranges "need a wide path for learning."

 

 

YG Newsletter

  • Pooh Sticks at the Cascade Bridge
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    On Mondays the YG hikes in Glen Helen, rain or shine. Monday December 6th was the coldest morning hike of the year, and after a rainy weekend, Brian knew that the cascades would be a spectacular sight. It was the perfect location for the day! As we hiked along the lower single file trail, the children noted the frothy bubbles churned up from runoff in the creek, far downstream from the cascades. They heard the thunderous water long before the cascade was in sight. When we arrived, the children were so excited to see the mighty fall of water pouring down. We looked from below for awhile, but we eventually climbed the stone steps up from the lower single file trail to gaze down on the water from above on the cascade bridge. I picked up a black walnut stem and tossed it in the creek from the upstream side of the bridge, then crossed to see if I could spot it again before it danced over the edge of the cascade. A third year YGer ran off the bridge and picked up a massive rotting log. His friends went to help and together they brought it back and unceremoniously dropped it in the creek on the upstream side of the bridge, and frantically crossed to the downstream side to watch as their huge log magnificently tumbled down down down. Delighted at this demonstration of raw hydro-power, many other YGers searched for the biggest logs and branches they could find to toss into the churning creek below. Most logs took five seconds or less to reappear on the other side of the bridge before they fell over the edge. Brian and I called out when it was time to leave - "Last logs!"