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TRANSFORM-iN EDUCATION supports educators and students
to create time and space to be uncertain about what we can know, do and be.

Together   we navigate   our complex 21st century world.

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TEACHERS AND OTHER EDUCATORS:   see our 'FOR EDUCATORS' section on what it means to work with uncertainty and why it matters educationally.   

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Recent blogs:

What might uncertainty teach me: There is a growing recognition of the importance of teaching students about sustainability issues. But given the many uncertainties and unknowns, what kinds of learning approaches are appropriate?    (November 2023)

Radical action from the streets to the classroom: Climate youth protests have highlighted the radical space of the streets. As many students cannot participate in such action, we ask what a radical space of schooling might look like in response to the climate crisis. (November 2022)

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​Creating with Uncertainty: experimenting with creative methods for climate education with primary, secondary and special  schools, together with sustainability experts at the University of Sussex. (July 2022)

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I am made . . . by Rosa Simanowitz (13 years)

I am made of the winds ferocity
I am made of the leaps,          the crashes,          the rumbling of the waves
I am made of hysterical laughter,            rainbows,       sunsets like autumn leaves
I am made of a waterfall of tears flooding down my cheeks
I am made of doubt, unanswered questions
I am made of warm hugs, the welcoming scent of mum’s homemade rhubarb crumble floating up the stairs,      the safety of my home
I am made of dark nights, harsh words, feeling lost and alone -   left out
I am made of fear,       and hope
I am made of the uncertainty of the world and the certainty of my home.
I am made of hard work,                  victories,       ecstatic smiles
I am made of defeats,      sweat and tears
I am made of not giving-in when times are tough, and kind gentle words
I am made of soothing herbal tea that softens the firm   crunch of a rusk,       the unnerving creak of the old rocking horse’s hinges as we rock harder        and harder still 
I am made of warm melodic melodies, the slam of a door, shouts of anger
I am made of news stories of death,     murder, violence,      but never stories of peace 
I am made of litter scattered streets,      fumes from cars clogging my lungs, coughing,      wheezing
I am made of a world where ice melts, fire burns, wind roars and water turns to oil.
I am made
I am made
I am made