Nostalgia

Gonna Take 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. Let me tell you about my first walk. I strolled out the driveway, turning left, first passing by the driveway of Caroline and…

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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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Adena Violet Townsend

When we speak of famous and accomplished women, names like Florence Nightingale, Mother Teresa, Indira Ghandi, Eleanor Roosevelt, Rosa Parks and others come up. I would like to introduce you to someone whose name is not on any list, but I believe she is a giant among women — Adena Violet Townsend. I knew her affectionately as “Gagie” pronounced, /Gaahhh-Gee/. In 1906 she was born in West Head, Nova Scotia  to Coleman and Lavinia (Bangay) Townsend. Her father, Coleman, was fatally…

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A Little Piece of Paradise…

Located on Nova Scotia’s southwestern shore, the sleepy little community of West Head sits on a spit of land that juts out into the cold Atlantic Ocean. It is surrounded by water on three sides. It is possible to count on one hand the number of days each year when the wind does not blow. Late spring, summer and early fall can be gorgeous, while winter can be downright vicious…

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