Boston Pops, 4th of July, and Music

I moved to Massachusetts in 1984.  Since then, I have faithfully watched the Boston Pops perform every Fourth of July.  Back then, John Williams was the conductor.  He was the man who wrote the music for my favorite movies, “ET”, “Indiana Jones” and “Jaws”.  I couldn’t believe he was conducting the orchestra I was watching.  This was seeing all that I had been listening to for many years.  I was hooked on ‘Pops Goes the Fourth’.

Here’s what matters: their music is universal, from opera to pop to country, and everything in between.  Exposure!  Children need to hear music and see music performed.  They need to listen to different sounds; not just high and low, but sounds that make them feel and wonder.  They need to see a variety of instruments, looking and listening to the sounds they make.  They need to watch musicians play the instruments so they can make a connection with sound.  They need to wonder what it would be like to blow a horn or prop up a cello, or pull a bow across strings.  They need to imagine doing just that in order to make music.

A few years ago I watched Melinda Doolittle sing.  One of the best parts of her performance was her saxophone player.  Then, there was the Sons of Serendipity with their harp and cello.  The sounds of those instruments took me to another place.  I thought,

“What if someone asked me who the artists or composers are, or what the titles of the songs are, or how I explain music to children.”

Instinctively I knew the answer.  Appreciating and understanding music comes from listening and looking, feeling and exploring.  It includes both vocal and instruments.  That’s what I do.  Can a preschooler love Vivaldi or the cello?  You bet!  The Boston Pops concert does that every year.  So do I.  Rarely do we listen to ‘children’s songs’.  We move, feeling the beat.  We listen to classical music (often painting while listening), popular music, patriotic music.  “How does that make you feel”, I ask.  We learn about different instruments and their sounds.  Best of all, guests come and play for us.  And, I play the autoharp.  In the words of Hans Christian Anderson, “Where words fail, music speaks.”

            

 

 

When I was a child I loved Mickey Mouse cartoons.  I vividly remember the one with the orchestra and the wind blowing away all the musicians.  I also loved Mickey Mouse in Fantasia.  It was adulthood before I realized that classical music was the foundation for those cartoons and movies.  Walt Disney did for children what the Boston Pops does for people; bringing a variety of music and instruments into an ‘every day life’.  Genius!

Jennie

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The Legacy of Milly, Part 1

Every good story has a great backstory.  To know how Milly came into my life and tell you about her early years in my classroom, I have to back up and tell you what really happened.  It’s a great story, and began what would become a legacy.  Hang onto your hat!

“It happened like this…”

My husband and I were at a fall wedding in Philadelphia.  We had an hour to spare, and went to the historic district to visit Carpenters Hall. After the tour, we had ten or fifteen minutes until all the museums closed.  Directly across the street was the National Liberty Museum, so we headed over.  Walking into the museum I was thunderstruck by a magnificent Peace Portal.  I stood underneath, soaking in all the beauty.  The museum was closing, and I hadn’t moved from under the Peace Portal.

Image result for national liberty museum peace portal

“I can do this!” I told my husband.  “I need to do this in my classroom. We can build this on top of the loft.  It will be a place for children to go, to just be. Children need Peace.”

And so it came to pass.  I contacted the National Liberty Museum to get permission to recreate their Peace Portal.  They were thrilled.  Little did I know that Peace would become an enormous part of the lives of children.  They loved being on the loft- sitting, thinking, reading and playing under the Peace Portal we had made.  Children felt the same way that I felt under the “real” Peace Portal.

       

I decided to talk to children and ask them how Peace makes them feel.  Colin said, “Peace makes me feel hearty.”  I said, “So Peace makes you feel strong.  That’s terrific, Colin.”  He looked at me in frustration, patted his heart, and said, “No Jennie, Heart-y.”

Their thoughts were so remarkable that we made a Peace Poerty Book in the spring. It is card catalogued at the public library.  Our school year of Peace, from making a Peace Portal to writing a book of poetry was a very good year.

Little did I know, this was only the beginning.  The stage had been set for  Milly.  And Little did I know that the museum would play a big role. 

The following fall my husband and I went to the Bennington Museum in Vermont to see their Grandma Moses collection.  We walked into the front entrance to see a display of Haitian Quilts.  These were murals, as detailed and stunning as a painting.  I was frozen. This must have been what the first people felt when they saw the ocean or the Grand Canyon.

“I know that look” said my husband.  “Do you really think you can make one of these at school?”

“No, but we can design one.  Peace was a wonderful part of school last year, and the children wanted more.  This is IT.  We can make a Peace Quilt!”

We looked at each other and said in unison, “We need a quilter.”

Meeting Milly was not what I expected, and certainly meeting me was not what Milly expected at all…

Stay tuned for Part 2.

Jennie

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The Legacy of Milly the Quilter- a Series of Stories

Milly the quilter, a beloved friend to children in my classroom (and to me!) for ages, and the creator of many quilts designed by the children and hanging in places of prominence, has recently passed away.  Her last words to me were, “Jennie, I am 88 years old.  I have lived a wonderful life.  What else is there?”

I will be posting a series of stories about Milly over the next few weeks.  Her legacy needs to recognized.  Her story, our story, is remarkable. Each quilt we created together was an adventure.  So, hang onto your hats and enjoy the stories of Milly. Stay tuned for Part 1.

Jennie

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Gloria and Lucca, ‘Livin’ the Dream’


Everybody loves Gloria!

Gloria’s social life and adventures with children are a natural result of what happens when good friends connect.  Children beg to take Gloria home for the weekend.  Her journal is packed with wonderful stories and photos of her adventures with children.  Sometimes it’s a cozy stay at home, and sometimes it’s an all out event- like a high school graduation or a ball game or a trip to Santa’s Village.  Parents are as excited to record their child’s adventures with Gloria, as children are to have Gloria for a weekend.  Everyone should have a BFF who is as kind and fun as Gloria.

Her last big adventure of the year was in Chatham, Massachusetts with Lucca.  Her journal entry is titled:

Gloria and Lucca Livin’ the Dream in Chatham, MA.

                     

It reads:

“We had an absolute blast over the weekend with Gloria!  Mama and I went to visit Ammy and Papa down The Cape in Chatham, MA + it was so much fun!  Gloria sat next to me the whole car ride + I chatted with her quite a bit about everything from if she was cold or not + the fact that she doesn’t like bugs.  We also listened to Bruce Springsteen the entire way + discovered that “The Rising” is apparently Gloria’s favorite song – Who Knew?!?  We decided to surprise Ammy + Papa with Gloria as our guest – surprised they were, but as always, they welcomed her with open arms.  At first I thought I wanted Gloria to sleep in bed with me, but decided to set her up on the nicely cushioned window seat close to my bed, which overlooks the ocean so she would have a nice view to wake up to – she was very happy about it.

On Saturday, I walked Gloria around the inside + outside of the house + let her relax for a bit during breakfast.  I was also super excited to introduce her to my Auntie Holly + Auntie Holly was delighted to meet her!  Gloria also came with us to see the Herring Run in Brewster, MA, which is quite a uniquely thrilling event since it only occurs for a small window of time.  She jumped right in with the fish – just kidding!  Ammy, Papa, Mama + I went, but Gloria said she just wanted to take a nap and enjoy the comforts of her weekend surroundings.  We were going to take her with us for a drive in Papa and Ammy’s new Mustang convertible with the top down, but she was afraid that her hat would blow away.  Oh Gloria!

On Sunday, Gloria got to meet Ammy’s good friend, Mary Ann, who was so sweet to Gloria, just as she is to me.  Then, Ammy, Papa, Mama, Gloria + I were lucky enough to take a lovely walk down to the beach before the rain started.  Gloria could not have been happier riding in the wagon on the way to the beach and feeling the wind in her hair from the strong ocean breeze.  I just loved getting to hug her + keep her warm while we took everything in around us.

                   

It was incredibly meaningful to me to be able to share this special place on Earth, (Chatham, MA) with my Dear Friend, Gloria.  This is my second home, so I hope that Gloria felt right at home being there because we all enjoyed every minute with her + look forward to another visit soon.

Love + Happiness Always, Lucca”

Jennie

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E.B. White, A Personal Invitation, and Charlotte’s Web

I read aloud every day in my classroom, and weekly at the library.  Picture books are a mainstay, yet reading aloud chapter books can move the world.  Are you surprised?  Don’t be.  Thirty years of reading Charlotte’s Web is proof, my proof.  Every year former students return to be a guest reader.  I don’t invite them, they want to come.  Their parents pull me aside to tell me their child has become a voracious reader.  Many return as high schoolers to volunteer in my class.

If I go back to when they were preschoolers in my class, glued to chapter reading, their favorite book every year was Charlotte’s Web.  At the end of each school year we vote on our favorite chapter book, and the winner is always Charlotte’s Web.  Always.

My public library hosted a special event, E.B. White’s grand niece speaking about her beloved grand uncle.  The librarian was beside herself to tell me. She knew that I would desperately want be there.  “Jennie, she has his typewriter.  She’s bringing it.  And do you know that she calls him Andy?  That’s E.B. White’s nickname.”

Yes, I know.  I read Some Writer by Melissa Swift.  He’s Andy.  If you want to know everything about E.B. White, it is the book.  Far from a typical biography, it tells the reader as much about the books he wrote as it does about his life.  It is terrific.  Charlotte the spider would applaud that word.

I was out of town and unable to attend the event.  To say that I was devastated is an understatement.  Perhaps E.B. White’s grand niece would see the library poster on their bulletin board in the entrance of the children’s room.  Gee, no surprise here that the book I am reading on the display is Charlotte’s Web. 

A week later, after the big event, the librarian said, “Jennie, E.B. White’s grand niece (Lindsay) would like to meet you.  She knows about you, and has heard about how you read aloud Charlotte’s Web.”  Well, that’s about the best invitation I ever had.  And so, with a note to me that was addressed, “Salutations, Jennie!”, I was invited to her farm for a visit!

Lindsay’s grandfather was E.B. (Andy) White’s brother, Albert.  He was the keeper of the letters and memorabilia (most went to Cornell University).  He cared.  Lindsay inherited her grandfather’s genes, and also much of what he kept.  Albert was one of six children.  His brother, Andy, was the youngest.  Lindsay has the same look and expression as her grandfather in this photo (second from the right, bottom row.). Andy is the baby.

And there I was, standing  in a room filled with E.B. White memorabilia.  And, with E.B. White’s grand niece.  Humbling and exciting.  Words escaped me.  I felt like Wilbur.

First, there was the typewriter, an Underwood, upon which Andy wrote his books.  I don’t know about you, but seeing and touching that typewriter, something real and dear, was a piece of heaven for me.

Alongside is Lindsay’s first edition of  Charlotte’s Web, signed to her: “To Lindsay with love from her great uncle Andy.  E.B. White.”

Perhaps this plethora of photos and articles gives you a clue as to the volume of fascinating artifacts over many decades, from the cover of The New Yorker magazine where he worked much of his life, long before he wrote children’s books, to letters and family photos.  Look closely at the photo of Andy and his wife, Katherine.  She was the love of his life.  I knew that from reading the book.

     

“She was a strong woman.” said Lindsay.  “She was older than he was, eleven years older.  He adored her.  His mother was a strong woman, too.  She was much older when Andy was born.”

We talked a great deal about Charlotte’s Web.  “Would you like to hear a recording of Andy reading the book?” Lindsay asked.  “Of course!” I said.  As we listened to the opening of the book, I found myself whispering the words I knew so well, along with Andy.  Yet, I was surprised to hear how he read the story.

”I don’t read aloud the words like that at all.  His voice is calm and steady.  Mine is emotional.”  And so I recited a few sentences aloud.  Lindsay smiled.

Then she said, “Do you know it took him seventeen takes to read the final chapter, The Last Day?  Seventeen.  He couldn’t stop crying.  You see, in Charlotte’s Web Wilbur was actually Andy,  and Charlotte was his wife Katherine.  He was devoted to her and adored her.  She was his best friend, as Charlotte was to Wilbur.  Reading that chapter aloud brought back all the memories of his wife.”

I did not know that.  It makes perfect sense.  E.B. White is Wilbur the pig, and his beloved wife Katherine is Charlotte the spider.

I leave you with two of my favorite photos, the boathouse and the rope swing at the house in Maine.  Salutations!

              

Jennie

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“Jennie, Look!”

We were on the playground today, and children saw this beauty across the way.  “It’s a rainbow!” It isn’t an arc, and it hasn’t rained, so it cannot be a rainbow.  Mother Nature was smiling with colors and saying hello.

Jennie

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Add a sprinkle of glitter to make your day sparkle

Norah writes about far more than glitter. This is wonderful!!

Norah's avatarNorah Colvin

Children love to create artworks using pencils, crayons, paints and anything they can stick to a surface using glue. With access to a variety of materials, they can be absorbed for hours creating their masterpieces.

While they might select from the materials offered, I found the one thing that few children could resist was glitter—and the more of it, the better.

There is nothing like glitter to add a bit of sparkle to the day. The only trouble is, glitter is so light and so small, that it goes everywhere—on the artwork, on the table, on the chair and on the floor. It sticks to the hands and is smeared on the face and takes forever to remove from the hair. But everyone loves it nonetheless, and it adds a little brightness to the day.

Smiles are like glitter in that they also spread easily and brighten the day. However…

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Why?

Why does 62 degrees feel delightful on my open porch, yet freezing cold inside?  Me thinks it’s the porch, not the temperature, that feels so good.  A piece of heaven, I guess. ❤️

Jennie

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Steve the Crossing Guard

Steve is a fellow blogger and a school crossing guard in western New York state.  I have to tell you what he does with children.  Obviously the best teachers are not always teachers in the classroom.

Last January he wrote a blog post, “How Much Wood Would a Woodchuck Chuck…?”  It has not left me.  It sticks to me.  I can’t let it go.  Steve decided to ask interesting questions to the students at his crossing, like “Who is Pavarotti?” and “Who was Francis Scott Key and what did he write on this day (Sept 14) in 1815?” and “What direction are we facing while wanting to cross?  Forward doesn’t count.” and “Why did Frosty the Snowman tell the kids not to cry?”

Steve did this to strengthen the daily dialogue with students, and stimulate their thinking skills.  That became a big deal; children expected his question of the day, and the roots of friendship began.  Then, conversations started to take place.  In Steve’s words:

  • ‘Space exploration’: first country, name and payload (most knew Russia, some knew Sputnik, and others guessed dog, monkey, ‘don’t know’ …correct answer was dog on Sputnik.
  • ‘What is the preamble?’: first we defined preamble then many knew of the preamble to the US Constitution.  I suggested that the words “We the People” was pretty powerful.
  • ‘February and Calendar’: Which one do we use, Roman or Gregorian?  Some knew the Gregorian and I explained that the switch was the result of the Roman night aligning properly with various solstices.  Also in the Roman calendar, February was the last month and it’s meaning meant celebration, and the Roman leader declared it would be a month long celebration of the previous months.

One  girl, a freshman, asked if Gregorian was named after Pope Gregory.  Hmm…  Steve looked up the answer.  That triggered a change.  Now there was real dialogue.  And, the kids wanted this.  Steve had another idea; he asked the school kids to think of their favorite quote and write it down so he could make a list to give them.

Wow.  Steve has gone from asking questions to having conversations.  Now, he is throwing the ball in the student’s court.  He knows they’re ready.

Steve said there was not much of an interest at first, then there was a breakthrough.

“A high school girl used to walk by without a word, even when I would say ‘good afternoon’.  Recently she seemed to take an interest in my routine of asking questions or sharing facts.  She even said hello.

In passing me this afternoon on the way to her bus, she stopped, reached into her bag and handed me a laminated sheet (must have been done at school today) with 9 quotes from Thich Nhat Hahn, a Buddhist monk.  Apparently he’s well known.

The quotes are interesting but, more importantly, this girl has changed remarkably since she started crossing with me.  I was a bit stunned when she gave me the paper, but I told her how happy it made me.”

And so it continued throughout the rest of the school year.  Quotes from students started trickling in.  And good to his word, Steve made a list and gave it to the students.  Here is the collection of quotes from Steve the Crossing Guard’s students:

Favorite Quotes From Brighton Middle & High School Students*, 2017/2018 (*contributed by a few students and a crossing guard)

“Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet”
(Thich Nhat Hanh, Vietnamese Buddhist monk/peace advocate)

“Because you are alive, everything is possible”
​(Thich Nhat Hanh)

“Just because you’re happy doesn’t mean the day is perfect, it means you’ve looked beyond its imperfections”
​ (Bob Marley, Jamaican singer/songwriter)

“The most important things in life aren’t things”
​(Author unknown)

“If we can conquer space, we can conquer childhood hunger”
​(Buzz Aldrin, American astronaut)

“Then tell the wind and fire where to stop, don’t tell me’ Madame DeForge!”
​(from Charles Dickens ‘A Tale of Two Cities’)

“Happy is still legal in all 50 states”
​(Jello ad)

“Nobody thinks it will work, do they? You’ve just described every great success story”
​ (Say Anything)

“Everybody is a genius. But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its entire life believing it is stupid”
​ (Albert Einstein, German born scientist…genius)

“The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it”
​ (Thich Nhat Hanh)

“That’s one of the great things about music, you sing a song to 85,000 different people and they’ll sing it back for 85,000 different reasons”
​ (David Grohl, American musician/songwriter)

“To thine own self be true, and it shall follow, as the night the day, that thou canst then be false to any man”
​ (Polonius, from Shakespeare’s ‘Hamlet’)

Thank you, Steve.  You have done far more for children than many of their classroom teachers.  You are the real teacher.  And, it gets even better- a thank you note:

Steve can be followed at srbottch.com

Jennie

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A Note Of Thanks

Dear Allie,

Yes, we have had two wonderful years together. You have a gigantic heart. You are Gloria’s BFF.  You adore chapter reading. I love you.

Jennie

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