Sunset Captured in the School Windows

Sunset captured in the school windows.  A six word Saturday today. From the archives.

One of the nights when you stay late for the band concert, you’re in the parking lot and you see the sunset, captured in the school windows.

Sunset Reflected in School Windows

The final Weekly Photo Challenge was issued Wednesday.  All Time Favorites.

Stay tuned for the gallery of all time favorites

 

For Teacher Appreciation Week

For Teacher Appreciation Week

Originally written and posted 8/19/13 –

THANK A TEACHER

On this  night before a new school year is about to start and the summer vacation and family visits are memories,  I was thinking about why I wanted to be a teacher in the first place.

I’m writing and posting these photos to pay tribute to wonderful teachers in my life.

In the 3rd grade I had an excellent teacher Grace Wagner from Dravosburg PA  who taught at Winchester- Thurston.   I found an alumni listing online Indiana PA Teachers College class of 1920.  Unfortunately I  can’t find the photo I have of her but plan to unearth it and post someday soon.  Who wouldn’t love a teacher who wrote this about their student.  I found it tonight in an envelope addressed to my parents, inside a deteriorating leather scrapbook.  Isn’t her handwriting beautiful? I am so grateful I discovered this report tonight before  school starts.  “she is able to put her gifts to good use” she wrote.  I feel encouraged once again as I hear her voice as I read the words she wrote in 1960-1961

Miss Wagner marked a 1 ( outstanding) for Play Spirit on the report card.   They don’t have that category on report cards anymore.

 

School Report

 

 

 

And here is Winona Stewart from Morris Plains Borough School in New Jersey.

Winona Stewart

In the sixth grade and also in the 7th and 8th grade I had a most wonderful teacher- Winona Stewart.  We had a Roman Banquet and she read The Human Comedy by William Saroyan aloud after lunch, and also The Incredible Journey by Sheila Burnford.  Every week we memorized a poem and recited it- The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth is one I remember well.   I took this photo of Mrs. Steward in 1966, the year I graduated from 8th grade.  When I lived in Germany and my own kids were young in the early 80’s, I found an address and wrote her a thank you note and told her how I remembered her reading aloud to our class and how she influenced my choice to get a Masters in Reading.  She wrote a beautiful note back to me and one of these days I bet I unearth it, too.  She collaborated with the next teacher I am going to mention.  We did a show called The Curse of Ra  as we learned about Egypt making a gold sarcophagus of papier mache and I was a dancing girl.  It all seemed so exciting and wonderful and fun!

Mr G.  is why I wanted to be an art teacher.  I had him in grade school AND High School.  I didn’t try to contact him soon enough as he was deceased when I though of it.

Arthur W Guenther.  He produced a movie with our 4th grade class called Around the World in 90 Minutes. I was from the Netherlands and we used real wooden shoes in the tulips.   I got a bit part in the French segment too, standing by a Kiosk, chatting away.  I remember Starr Kenyon went down the slide as if skiing.  Titi Moglia wore a kimono and had a fan and there were pink tissue paper cherry blossoms.  I wish I could see the movie again.

When I think of all his creativity,  I am in awe.

Mr. Guenther danced on Broadway in the show South Pacific with Mary Martin and showed us his scrapbook,

Arthur Guenther

 

Around the World in 90 Minutes

Mr. Guenther helped finish the monochrome portrait of me in 4th period oil painting class.  It hangs in my bathroom.

My granddaughter Anna asked this past week, “Why are you all green?:  and I started thinking about Mr Guenther and how he inspired me.

And here I am tonight, wondering if I can inspire someone as I start my new classes.

 

Ruth HEndricks Portrait

 

 

My father, Roy J. Hendricks (b. 1912-d.2002) was a teacher in a one room school in Illinois

Roy Hendricks Teacher

 

 

 

My mother Marian VanSickle (b. 1912- d. 2000)  was a teacher in a one room school in Illinois  That is my mom in the back row on the left.

Marian VanSickle

 

What teacher inspired you?

What wonderful teachers did you have when you were growing up?

 

 

 

Hopscotch

Hopscotch. Laura bought sidewalk chalk and I tried to remember how to draw out the squares. Hopping on one foot was tricky for Charlie. The rock Maura chose to throw into a square rarely stayed in the box on one turn, rolling out into unmarked territory. I remember some hopscotch boards painted on asphalt in elementary school but can’t remember seeing kids using them when I had lunch duty years ago. Four square, yes. Hopscotch , no. Do kids play Hopscotch in 2018?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hopscotch

Larimer School Revisted

Didn’t someone just post about beauty in decay?

I know photographers who go into abandoned buildings and take some striking images. Usually with a friend to spot.

Me? I took these from my car window.

Haunting views of Mayview Mental Hospital come to mind, a documentary video created by a wonderful teacher I had at Manchester Craftsmen’s GuildJill Wiggins.

I returned to Larimer school where my friend Joan used to teach. You might remember the initial post. 

Here is what I saw this time.   Clearly there is something happening on site.  Just now sure what.

Larimer School

Larimer School doors

pile of tires

clearing out junk

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School’s out for the Summer and for me? for always! That’s it! Retired!

Thanks Susan for helping me get the job at Carrick and for sending me off at the finish.   You and Ava were a big help to me, made it a nice ending with Origami  paper flying around the parking lot, your catching it.

Thanks for taking my picture in the parking lot, all packed up and ready to pull out.  Hooray.  I couldn’t have done it without you.

Made an art project out of the Mini-Mes found in drawer 

Completing the gradebook, returning materials, getting signatures that I’ve accomplished the required tasks.  

My remaining time at school growing shorter by the minute. 

Still things to be done, so why not take a break and create something?
I glued all the “students” in the lid of a copy paper box.   Well, not all of them but as many of the seniors who graduated last Sunday.  

What might look like leftover stuff to others became a wonderful memory to me.

Thanks for the memories. 

The Final Fire Drill and Floral Bouquets

Something smoking in in the culinary room.  You know how easily the smoke alarms  go off when you burn toast at home.

You always know it isn’t just a drill when you hear the trucks come. All was checked out and fine.

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And two girls were waiting for me at my classroom door yesterday morning, bouquet in hand.

bouquetWhat a surprise!  Thank you girls.  That was so sweet.

 

 

 

and at the Double Wide Grill after school, a colleague brought the two retirees, another lovely bouquet

A good day.

Friday the last day with students, Two classes take finals.  Then it is clerical days next week, gradebook entries and RETIREMENT begins.

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Thank you Cynthia. The flowers are lovely.

 

 

My June Plans Revealed at School Friday Afternoon 

During seventh period my door got decorated as a surprise, courtesy of Ms. McCann and a team of The Future Is Mine students.

I got some lovely words from some sweet teenagers as they read the door.

In January. I’d put in my letter of intent to retire at the end of this school year and told the adults but hadn’t shared with the students.  Now they can help me celebrate.

 

Today it feels real. 🎓🎉🎏😃

 

    

 

 

Thanks Ms. McCann

Pittsburgh Skyline, Incline and Sea of Fog

Pittsburgh in Fog

Made the decision to turn right at the mouth of the Liberty Tunnel, go to Mount Washington and photograph the city in fog on the way to school this morning.

I thought the above shot was best with the gift of light on the incline car, as it prepared to head down the mountain. No tripod although there was a man with one.  I stabilized my camera on the iron fence.

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Of course, the light changes every moment as the sunrises in the east.  All shots taken with 24-70 lens on the Canon 5D Mark ii

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One vertical shot. Light and dark/ Cloud and shadow.

Trying to get the best view in the frame.

Being there. looking at the city in the fog,  was a magnificent experience. The limits of photography.

It felt like being in a plane but you’re standing on a concrete platform by the incline, looking at the city disappear in a foggy sea. Wasn’t it just last week I was photographing the icy river and the barge lane?  Today felt like early Spring.

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