When I last joined a Forest School it was with a group of teenage boys who were struggling at school with issues of behaviour and concentration, but their day in the woods changed things for them.  They plucked and prepared wood pigeons, taking one each and using sharp knives, then they cooked them over a fire which they’d built themselves.  Once cooked the pigeon breasts were delicious and the boys tentatively tried eating *their* wood pigeons.  They looked up to their leaders who were qualified and experienced, but also clearly loved teaching and revelled in the outdoors. Issues of poor behaviour and lack of concentration couldn’t have been more distant.