Nostalgia

college-graduates

Will I Attend My Teachers’ College Reunion?

May 2018 marks the 40th anniversary of my graduation from the Nova Scotia Teachers’ College.  After College, I applied for jobs anywhere, but Nova Scotia. It was time to spread my wings and soar and live the life I wanted. After all, I was going to be the grand old age of 21 in September of that year. With a red face and long nose, I confess that I applied for jobs for which I was woefully unqualified such as a…

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Gonna Take a Walk on a Sentimental Journey

Walking ― I’m sure some of you think that’s all I do. My walking route in Bobcaygeon consists of three trips from my house to the Transfer Station (read dump) which totals my daily goal of 10,000 steps. Now we are at my family home in Nova Scotia, and I am trying to settle on two walks each day. OH GIVE ME A HOME, WHERE THE SHEEP LOVE TO ROAM Let me tell you about my first walk. I strolled out the…

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Melda Called the Doctor and the Doctor Said…

We ♥love ♥love love♥ our family doctor, Dr. Don Thompson. He came into our lives when we were struggling with our previous doctor following an atrocious labour and delivery. Just imagine, in 1982, there were doctors galore and switching doctors was as simple as making a phone call. Glenn’s sister, Evelyn Cavanagh, worked in the lab at the Peterborough Clinic when it was at 327 Charlotte Street and we consulted her for advice about which doctors were accepting patients. Evelyn told us about a…

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A BITTERSWEET MORNING…

Shortly after arriving in West Head in early May, I fired off emails to the principals of Shelburne County Elementary Schools. I introduced myself as a retired teacher/ storyteller and offered to visit their school to share my funny story  “ARE WE THERE YET” with their students. I remember how it feels to be a weary teacher in June. Students are restless and eager for summer holidays. I volunteered to visit each class for one whole hour with music, story and games —…

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Dominoes with a Side of Gossip

Our house is well-equipped in the closet department. There is a place for everything, but everything is not in its place. In theory, our basement should be empty — in theory. Despite all this storage area, we still have an “everything closet” filled with linens, photos, computer parts, Christmas wrap, games,  and stuff we don’t know what to do with — you get the picture.

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The First Day of School

Children all across the country began a brand new school year recently. Numerous first time Kindergarten parents had a big lump in their throats. Where did the time go? Only last year their children were babies learning to walk. Tears brimmed in the eyes of parents sending their final child to school.

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What’s Next? Driverless Cars?

I’m so old I can remember when the 8-track tape was cutting edge technology. Teenagers rushed out to buy them along with 8-Track players. The tapes worked flawlessly for a while. However, at some point, the tape would stretch or get tangled and the music sounded warbly. Their popularity was short-lived, but I am willing to bet there are thousands of them packed in boxes in basements. Do you have some?

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Confessions of a 4th Grade Teacher

I chose “Bones and Muscles” as the first science unit each year because it was fun and got children out of their desks. Students traced the outline of each other’s body, cut it out, and then drew and coloured all 206 bones. (If we needed help to remember the number of bones, it helped to know that the number was the same as Alex W. address.) Happy chatter filled the room as each child completed the project.

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Permanent? I don’t think so.

Have you noticed how short people want to be tall, brown-eyed people want blue eyes, city dwellers want to live in the country and curly haired people want straight hair? It seems that everybody wants what the other person has. I have poker straight hair and that is just the way I like it, but I did not always feel this way about it. I was jealous of my friends’ soft curls.

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Hasta La Vista Baby…

LIKE MANY OF MY FRIENDS, I HAD BEEN RAISED IN A VERY STRICT HOME. WE WENT TO SCHOOL AND TO CHURCH. SO JUST WHAT EXACTLY WAS I WANTING TO DO? DYE MY HAIR PINK? TATTOO L-O-V-E ON MY KNUCKLES? GO TO A MOVIE? PIERCE MY EARS? PARTY ALL NIGHT? FREQUENT THE TAVERNS? CHASE THE BOYS FROM THE AGRICULTURAL COLLEGE?

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