By Mathias Maurer, January 2016

Little Flo sits on the floor in the kitchen and is puzzling around with a bag of salted sticks, completely oblivious to everything around him, until he manages to tear it open. [more]


Breathing freely

By Mathias Maurer, December 2015

The summer holidays are almost upon us. A call comes from northern Germany. K. is on the line, a highly motivated and committed class teacher taking a class for the third time round – someone who would go through fire and water for his children and, on top of everything else, still happily finds time to study Steiner texts. [more]


Against the tide

By Mathias Maurer, November 2015

The crisis has arrived. Daniel, Waldorf school, class 8, thinks that his performance is not at the level of his pals in the state school: “They’re much further! They get marks and know exactly where they are. And why on earth do we need eurythmy for the final exams?” [more]


What am I, a farmer?

By Mathias Maurer, October 2015

Waldorf means getting your hands dirty. That starts as early as messing about in kindergarten, continues in school in gardening and reaches its climax in the farm work placement in upper school – and then you end up as a biodynamic farmer? [more]


Hush little baby

By Mathias Maurer, September 2015

Julian wanders bored into the living room. He is in combative form or, let us say, in the mood for a good debate. He notices a book called Healing Education. [more]


Flywheel of the soul

By Mathias Maurer, September 2015

Fieldwork: I ask little Eva what her favourite season is.  [more]


Great heights and depths

By Mathias Maurer, July 2015

A strenuous hike in the Alps. We take a break. I sit with a few friends in front of the mountain hut. We have an overwhelming view of the snow-covered peaks. “That’s awesome,” comments Roger, “like sleeping giants.” [more]


It’s me

By Mathias Maurer, June 2015

The telephone rings. Normally I don’t even bother to answer calls which show the caller as anonymous. “Hello, it’s me,” a female voice says. “Who is speaking, please,” I say, a bit irritated. The voice tells me nothing.  [more]


Progressive role

By Mathias Maurer, May 2015

Anyone who has anything to do with children can confirm that girls are different – their demeanour is different, they play quite differently to boys. But is that really an innate way of behaving or is it our pre-emancipated observation which sees these differences? [more]


Peace is hard work

By Mathias Maurer, April 2015

“Why are there still wars?” Pascal suddenly asks at breakfast. I almost choke on my cereal. For a moment I do not know what to say. [more]

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