Special Days At The Seaside

I have spent a good deal of my life near the seaside or beach… first of all growing up on the Isle Of Wight, England and then living in West Cork, Ireland. I am now living inland but only just over an hour away from the sea. Where I am living at the moment I have access to many large lakes and the River Shannon and they have their own particular delights.

I have many good memories of the seaside from my childhood and I think many people do and consequently want their children to experience those joys too. Of course, when children are very young it is a full-time job to stop them eating sand, wandering off toward the water and keeping them out of the sun, but as children get older it is great place to play freely and learn through discovery.

Patrick Barkham discussed this in 2015 https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2015/apr/03/do-we-like-to-be-beside-the-seasi

‘When we are big enough, the sea’s meeting with the land seems to speak to us independently of the joy adults instruct us to find in it.

I imagined that part of an older child’s attraction to the coast was universal to any holiday: children have more fun if their parents are enjoying themselves. Even the most restrained parents remember to relax on holiday and some rediscover beach play, too (I enjoy building dams on beach rivulets rather more than my children, who at least give me an excuse to do it).

When I interviewed a group of 10-year-olds, most fundamentally, the beach was a place where they could be free: where they could make friends, mess about, or leave their parents lying boringly still on the beach.

If children value free play on seaside holidays, what are adults seeking? Rest, obviously, but sometimes solace or reconnecting with half-buried memories too. Holidays are time capsules, allowing us access to childhood experiences we can precisely place in our personal histories because everyone remembers their favourite summer holiday.’

Memories Of The Seaside Through Poetry And Song

Sea Fever
BY JOHN MASEFIELD
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
 
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
 
I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/54932/sea-fever-56d235e0d871e





Fun Activities At The Seaside To Make Memories

There are some great ideas in the following blog. Just click on the link.

https://www.parents.com/fun/activities/outdoor/15-things-to-do-at-the-beach-with-kids/

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