My parents believed that children should never be spanked or scolded and should choose the things to learn that interested them the most. Actually, they said children should be in charge of adults, and often followed up on their words with actions.
In the mid-Sixties, my parents opened a space called the Gallery Gwen in New York's East Village,and there gave art shows, poetry readings, and my father spoke on "Tantra, the Yoga of Sex" and many other things. On Thursdays he spoke, and on Fridays he drove people to our place in Vermont to spend the weekend.
In the later 60s and 70s people began to build houses there, have children, and become a group that traveled together, shared child care, and also, when they wanted to, shared lovers. We began our own school which influenced other schools around the state, and most of our kids grew up to be Valedictorians at the local school and good at what they do.
We are still here today in a rather different form.
We are mostly a place that rents out land and spaces to live now, but we always uphold our original beliefs. Children are never spanked or intimidated here, and we do not harm or kill animals. We welcome the unusual person, the creative person, the outsider. And we enjoy our lives.