
My daughter loves caterpillars. During the height of caterpillar season, Elena insisted that we stop to look at every wriggly one when we went on walks. Her bug habitat was always kept near during this season, always prepared with sticks and leaves ready for the next friend. (She let them go after a time of observation.)
Now in her 20s, I can still see that same intense look of caterpillar-inspired concentration in her eyes when she’s deeply interested in something. Did the caterpillars teach her that, or just bring out the intense wonder that’s been in her heart from the start?
In Montessori environments, teachers and students are encouraged to learn the practice of observation. My guess is we’re just reminding each other to do what we already know. We’ve simply forgotten in the busy-ness of the modern world what it means to look deeply at another in wonder. We’re each other’s caterpillars. 🐛 ❤️