Welcome to Wondering Aloud -- a blog about introducing philosophy to pre-college students. I'm the director of the Northwest Center for Philosophy for Children at the University of Washington in Seattle, and I started this blog to create another way to communicate about doing philosophy with young people.

The blog includes posts about some of my philosophy classes with pre-college students, thoughts about doing philosophy with young people, and ideas for how to introduce philosophy in K-12 classrooms and with your own children! Also check out our website,
http://www.philosophyforchildren.org/, for more resources and ideas.

My hope is that this blog will help further the online community of those interested in pre-college philosophy, and will illustrate the vitality and joy of talking about philosophy with young people.

Jana -- September 2008

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Wilfrid Gordon McDonald Partridge

Mem Fox's picture book Wilfrid Gordon McDonald Partridge is the story of a young boy, Wilfrid Gordon, whose "house was next door to an old people's home and [who] knew all the people who lived there." His favorite person at the home is Miss Nancy, and Wilfrid Gordon's father tells him that, at 96, she has lost her memory.

Wilfrid Gordon sets out to understand what memory is and asks several of the people in the home about it. He then collects some of his things that bring back his own memories and gives them to Miss Nancy, who begins then to recollect some of her own memories.

The story is a lovely one, with appealing, colorful illustrations, and it raises such issues as: What is memory? Are we still ourselves if we lose our memories? Can you lose a memory and then find it again? Can we rely on our memories to give us accurate accounts of the past? What is the role of relationships in memory?

1 comments:

mikul tuba said...

hello . have you wondered to expore pre-birth memory ? i'd think it is sensory , like the first sensation of light as ma rests bare-bellied in the sunshine . yet , to feel it as a memory ? might a root symbolic language , pre-birth existent, be the means of remembrance ?

'scuse my odd response .

mikul tuba
decorah , iowa