Re-Thinking Play Out Loud

It began with an article in Sports Illustrated about Lacrosse (Lacrosse and Canada's Cultural Reckoning) and how that game was colonized in order to subjugate the Indigenous child. Then there was a post about non-white thinkers in Early Childhood Education. It ended where it will begin- with me banging my own head and saying, "Of course! How could I have not even seen that?" 

This post is more of a beginning for me, not a conclusion. It's more of a revisiting what I think I know, and realizing I need to go back and expand on my knowledge. 

Now, anyone who follows me or knows me understands how important I view play in our development. Why did it never occur to me that all of my beliefs in this matter come from the foundation of white Euro/American perspective? Mostly male, though there are some women thrown in there for good measure. Dewey, Vygotsky, Bronfenbrenner, the preschools of Reggio Emilia, Italy- these are the thinkers that influence my teaching. I don't believe they are wrong, but I am realizing my thinking is incomplete. Particularly in this world that I live, a world made of many cultures and identities. I need to expand my thinking, and I need to seriously look into thinkers who have been ignored or brushed aside because they didn't fit the 20th Century narrative of psychology and development. 

I want to go back to the basics on the theory of play- what is the purpose of play? I have always had a ready answer for that, but now I question it. I think I need to dig deeper. I need to look beyond my own cultural lens to see what flows underneath it and around it. 

I know that all mammals play- it's how we all learn. It's how humans work out the world around them and figure out where they fit into it. According to the SI article (mentioned above), lacrosse was more than a game, it has a spiritual underpinning that the dominant white culture attempted to take away. A game that was forced to shift from playing to discover something within us, to a game with winners and losers. There was a spiritual element to the game. It was a way for Indigenous children to figure out their universe. I imagine in many other cultures it is the same way. The purpose of play was more than a means to an end, but a way to connect to something bigger than we are, a way to delve further into our spiritual beings. And, isn't that what we really mean when we talk about using play to figure out the world around us?

So, my new objective- to look at the power of play, but from other perspectives that have been ignored. Play is big, and the thinking around it is bigger than we understand.

Equilibrium

Equilibrium 

I sit on the beach. Two hours ago I was in the woods. I walked down a serpentine path and watched a snake slither into the grass.

The tide has turned as I sat here and watched. It's all a balance.

It is equilibrium.

I'm contained on an island as a pandemic rages through the world, as it surges in my homeland. I am safe here, but I watch my loved ones from afar in fear. What is my safely compared to theirs? Do we balance each other or cancel each other out? It's all equilibrium.

A black man was murdered by police in Colorado. He was walking down the street, minding his own business. He reminds me so much of my oldest son, but for the color of his skin. I can't balance that out. I cry for him, for all of them. My boy is safe, their boy is dead. That is not balance. No equilibrium.

Sunrise, sunset. Tide comes in, tide goes out. Easy come, easy go. It's a balance. It's equilibrium.