Sally shares my stories and memories of summer camp, thunderstorms, singing, and more.
Welcome to the series Posts from Your Archives, where bloggers put their trust in me. In this series, I dive into a blogger’s archives and select four posts to share here to my audience.
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Pre-school teacher of over 30 years, Jennie Fitzkee, has been a welcome guest here many times but this time, Jennie has let me loose in her archives… this will be fun. In this post Jennie compares childhood and summer.. then and now.
Childhood and Summer, Then and Now
On summer evenings my greatest pleasure is sitting on the porch and reading. My porch has soft lighting and wood everywhere; bare wood and rough wood. The ceiling is the roughest wood of all, and my husband wants to paint it. Oh, no! That would be a travesty. I knew it…
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A Teacher's Reflections 
This is a very special post, Jennie – capturing the essence of childhood past (is it ever really past?) and sharing it with childhoods present to enrich so many futures.
Exactly! You understand that the present can trigger the past, and the past holds so many moments that change our present. It’s a lovely full circle that carries over to the children in my care. Thank you, Norah!
It does so beautifully.
Yes! 🙂
I will leave a comment over there, Jennie. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
Thank you, Pete.
What a marvelous post to re-share, Jennie (and Sally). I hope the present summer will create wonderful memories.
Thank you, Teagan. It still doesn’t feel like summer yet. A cold and rainy spring means beautiful nature, but not yet summer. Soon! 🙂
Wonderful post and you make a good argument for the similarities. I am awed that you teach preschool. I’ve done that, lasted no time at all. It must be the hardest job I’ve ever tried.I ended moving into management with KinderCare, building new preschools that I didn’t have to work in! That was by far the easier job.
Thank you, Jacqui! The similarities flow because good experiences over generations, like camp, are the same. Yes, teaching preschool is probably the hardest and most wonderful job. Every day I have to be physically and mentally sharp, open my heart to children, make their experiences meaningful… it’s a long list. If I can bring joy and even my memories into the classroom, I am a far better teacher. Best to you!
a wonderful teaching expression!
i have a deep admiration for teachers!
started my public health career teaching
nutrition education for preschools,
head starts & day care centers
across the state of Calif 🙂
Thank you so much! I have a deep admiration for those in public health, especially for children.
“Camp Namanu sure to shine, all of the time.” Yes summer camp was the best, cold water, outdoor privies and all.
I love this, Elizabeth! “Dekanawida we all love you. Dekanawida west skies are blue.” That’s how it was, and it was wonderful. We called the outdoor toilets latrines. And the water was so cold! Best memories, ever.
Funny names they came up with for these camps, don’t you think.
Yes! Many are Native American names.
Thank you for resharing this, Jennie!
You’re welcome, Charles!