17/11/2025
This was my first school… standing quietly at the edge of the forest, far from everything yet closer to life than any city ever could be.
Mornings began with birdsong echoing through the trees, and the wind weaving its own lessons into the silence.
The nearest house was almost a kilometre away, but the hills, the open sky, and the gentle music of nature made this place feel complete.
Growing up here taught me that true learning doesn’t always come from books.
Sometimes it comes from listening to the wind, following the rhythm of birds, and realising that nature shapes us long before the world ever tries to.
