“This Land is Your Land”

In light of Veterans Day and how our country needs to come together, I am reposting an old post on patriotism and singing, specifically Woody Guthrie’s song “This Land is Your Land.”  Thank you to Don Ostertag who said I needed to post about the song and the book.  I hope you enjoy reading it.

The Fourth of July – America’s declaration of independence.  I teach children about the American flag, and patriotism.  It’s important.  Best of all, children often lead the way.  Their interests are the springboard for the best learning.

The Fourth of July is far more than the Boston Pops concert, fireworks, and a barbecue.  It’s remembering our freedom, and how we got there.

Here is a post on what happened at school.  It is celebrating America.  This is the real start to teaching children about the Fourth of July.

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And to my surprise, the children have driven the making of yet another quilt.

Over the past ten years, my preschool class has designed quilts.  Each one materialized because of something the children were passionate about.  When they couldn’t get enough of a song or an idea, I knew I had to give them more.  Together we designed quilts.  The process brought everything to life for children, from planning, to sketching, to designing, to picking fabrics.  They did it all, and a wonderful master quilter made their dream come alive.  The quilts are stunning.  Well, that is an understatement; one hangs at the National Liberty Museum in historic Philadelphia, one hangs at the Boston Fisher House, and one hangs at the State House in Boston.  Humbling.  Each quilt was a year-long project, starting with the children and what they loved.

And now it has happened again.  All it takes is a spark.

In the fall, children loved singing “This Land is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie.  I sing with children all the time, and I sing many kinds of songs.  For whatever reason, they wanted to sing “This Land is Your Land” over and over again.  I’m talking at least two to three times a day.

The book to this song is on our bookshelf.

It’s an outstanding book.  The illustrations bring the song to life.  There are also many illustrations along the edges that give a wonderful visual of America’s landmarks, big and small.  We play “I Spy” with this book all the time.  The biggest challenge is finding thirty flying American flags.  Thirty!  Some are obvious, many are not.  Finding the flags means we have to stop when we find one, like a flag on the Delta Queen, or one on on the Esplanade in Boston – home of the Boston Pops Fourth of July concert, or a flag on Ellis Island.

Geography + history + patriotism at its best.

Most importantly, the children grab the book every time they want to sing the song.  It is the song, their song.  And as they sing, they want the book in their hands.

I welcomed a new friend, Travis, who plays the guitar.  The children love his songs, especially “It’s You I Like”, by Mister Rogers.  Travis started coming to sing on a regular basis.  Interestingly, as soon as he sat down, Eddie or Emmett or Boden would rush over to the book shelf, grab This Land is Your Land, and shove it into Travis’ hands.  They had to have that song – first.

And occasionally I would join in.

By winter, I had ‘lost control’ over the song and the book.  Children ruled the roost, getting the book and singing all the time.  Did you know there is a verse, a page, that is pretty dismal?  No happy America.  Children call it the ‘sad page’, and we sing it in a quiet and slow way, because it is sad.

“In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people;
By the relief office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking,
Is this land made for you and me?”

Children love this verse.  “Jennie, can you sing the sad page?”  Pretty powerful stuff.  I have to be true to the song, so I sing that verse.  I think we underestimate children’s ability to understand and feel compassion.  The illustrations on ‘the sad page’ are bleak… and then the next page and verse is the same scene, with everything fixed and repaired, and people working together to build a new playground.  I flip back and forth between the two pages to help children find all the changes.  That next verse is the final verse of the song.  It’s the one that gets me a little choked up.  It’s the one where children stand tall and proud.

“Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back;
This land was made for you and me.”

Sometimes children would come to me in the middle of activity time and ask me to sing with them.

Other times they would sing collectively on their own.  No teacher was needed, or for that matter even wanted.  It was wonderful.

And then one morning, something happened.  Something big happened.  Stayed tuned for Part 2.

Jennie

P.S.  For new bloggers, this was the start of creating a remarkable quilt.  My class designed many, and Milly the Quilter worked her magic to make children’s ideas come alive.  They hang at a national museum in Philadelphia, a Fisher House, and the Boston State House.  A quilt was invited to the Intrepid Museum in NYC.  That was amazing!

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Veterans Day

Freedom is not free.
Veterans are heroes.
Today is the day to say ‘thank you’.

At school we thanked a retired Air Force Master Sergeant.
He talked with the children.
They were in awe.
They hugged him.
They sang “God Bless America”, and he joined in,
as everyone looked at the big American Flag.

We made him a homemade American Flag.
We couldn’t paint enough stripes, but we added enough stars.
He was touched, quite moved.
Children will remember meeting and thanking a Veteran.

Jennie

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Poetry can be beautiful. When the words stick with you and paint a picture that is true to life, and true to what the heart feels, it needs to be read over and over again. Welcome November. Read on!

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Play + Nature and “The Giving Tree”

When play occurs outdoors in natural elements,
it draws children in.  It whispers,
“Come and play, I have everything to give you.”
The leaves were bursting with color.

Ladybugs were everywhere.
Sticks and rocks are great for building.
The playground has a new Farmers Market in the playhouse.

It is filled with gourds and mini pumpkins,
and of course leaves, sticks, and rocks.
These are the greatest tools for play.
They’re open ended.
They make children want to think and explore.

We are nearing the end of fall.
The trees are almost bare.

The cycle of nature spurs new ideas, new play.
In the words of Albert Einstein,
“Creativity is intelligence having fun.”

When nature calls to children (and it does), I am reminded of
The Giving Tree, by Shel Silverstein.
Everyone needs to read this classic book.

Here I am, reading the book aloud:

I will always champion for play and for nature, because they give children the gift of learning while having fun.

Jennie

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The Importance of Play

Play = Life Skills.

Children who play can better attend at school.

Children who play have greater academic success.

Children who play make friends.

Children who play develop kindness, heart.

Children who play are problem solvers.

(This is just the tip of the iceberg, key parts of a long list.)

We all hear that play is important for children.  I know it’s important. It’s their work; how they learn to make friends, negotiate, solve problems with objects, and solve problems with other children.  Play is having fun, and it’s also very hard work.  Learning how to pump a swing and ride a bike is a mountain of a challenge.  So is learning how to ask for a turn, and to stick up for yourself.

Therefore, children who play grow into adults who have the skills to become good citizens as well as good people.  Isn’t that what’s most important?  Take the flip side – when a terrible, evil situation happens at the hand of one person (Columbine, Sandy Hook for starters), I immediately think of what they were doing when they were four-years-old.  They did not have a place in which to play?  Did they not interact with other children?  If they did, most likely it was infrequent.  Therefore, they didn’t develop any life skills.  So, when someone wonders if play is important, yes it is!

The importance of play doesn’t end after preschool and kindergarten. It becomes even more important when students are older and face more academic challenges. Play stimulates the brain and triggers creative thinking. It’s a recipe for success.

Play wins, every time, for everyone.

Jennie

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Halloween At School

~Happy Halloween~


Today at school was a Day in the Dark.
Children wore pajamas.
Gloria did, too.

We played with glow sticks and
black playdoh on tin foil.

We built with MagnaTiles
creating structures that housed light.

We painted with glow-in-the-dark-paint
and used a blacklight to see our art.

Halloween can be scary, and children can be apprehensive.  Instead of costumes, we wear pajamas to school (teachers, too) and collect non-perishable breakfast food items for our local food pantry.  Giving always feels good.

Jennie

P.S.  Gloria is going Trick-Or-Treating.  The child tells me she is going to be a ghost.

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Children and Spirits – Three True Stories

There is a difference between spirits and ghosts.  Spirits are the soul that has survived when a person dies.  Ghosts on the other hand are tied to a location where they died, often a tragic or sudden death.

I believe in spirits.  Often the very youngest of children see spirits.  Here are my three encounters:

#1) While visiting our son and his family nearly fifteen years ago, we were in the car headed to visit the Norfolk Zoo.  Our granddaughter was under the age of two.  She was in her carseat beside the window, Hubby and I were beside her in the backseat.  She was always a gentle child, quiet and happy.  We hit a traffic light.  On the side of the road (her carseat side) was a big cemetery.

Everything changed, as if an alert button had been pushed.

She immediately whipped her head around to look at the cemetery.  She began waving and ‘talking’ with great excitement.  She smiled and giggled.  It seemed that the traffic light was the longest one ever, as this went on without a pause for quite a while.  The traffic light turned green.  Our car moved forward, past the cemetery, and our granddaughter returned to her normal self.  No one in the car could speak.

 

#2) When I was away at summer camp as a child, I had ‘moved up’ to the older kids’ area- cabins, not tents..  Salt Rock, WV was rural with beautiful rolling hills.  The dirt road up to the cabins was very dark at night.  One evening I was walking the dirt road alone, headed to my cabin, and my father suddenly appeared.  He had died in a car crash when I was five, and there he was, the way I remembered him.  Blurry, but it was him.  Neither of us said anything.  I felt good and smiled, and then he was gone.

 

#3) Many of you remember Milly the Quilter.  Milly had been vibrant and a big part of my preschool class for ten years.  She was my mother’s age, but that didn’t matter.  We became friends.  Milly and her famous quilts are in many places of honor, and our car rides to-and-from quilt presentations were some of the best times together.  Oh, how we laughed!  I knew her health was failing.  Her daughter had called to tell me she was close to the end.

And then I got the call, “Jennie, can you come and say goodbye to Milly?  Now?  I don’t think she can hang on any longer.”

I never drove so fast in my life.  My heart was pounding as I raced to get to her bedside.  I was five minutes away, approaching an overpass.  Suddenly I was hit by an enormous wave of peace.  Milly was there with me, smiling.  It was the strongest sensation, yet only lasted for thirty seconds.  I knew Milly had died.

When I arrived at Milly’s bedside five minutes later, her daughter said, “Jennie, I’m so sorry.  Milly died five minutes ago.”  I said, “I know.  She was with me for a moment.  It was overwhelming.  She was happy and peaceful and saying goodbye.”

I’ve always believed that our physical body is a living shell for our spirit.  I hope you are lucky enough to encounter a spirit one day.  It’s an experience you will never forget.  You may not see the spirit, but you will certainly know it is there with you.

Jennie

P.S. Thank you to Don Ostertag at Don Ostertag: Off Stage for encouraging me to tell these stories.  His recent Guthrie Theater post (which is wonderful) triggered spirits and ghosts.

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I often write about being kind, but what about neglecting to be kind and not stepping in. It is all too common. Read on!

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24 Hours Later…

It’s been 24 hours since I posted my brief letter to families about inviting Gloria home for a weekend Gloria and the President  She is now ‘booked’ through Thanksgiving, including going Trick-Or-Treating and being at Thanksgiving dinner.  24 hours.  Bless you, Gloria.

Jennie

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Gloria and the President

After watching the President speak to the nation and Hubby’s lightbulb question, here is what I sent to families tonight:

Hi Families,

My husband and I watched the President address the nation tonight.  The speech was full of passion for addressing and condemning hate, and understanding and accepting people.  At the end, Hubby said, “This is Gloria.  Is anyone taking her home for the weekend?”

Yes, it was Gloria.  And, I neglected to tell families that Gloria can go home with your child for the weekend.  She has a Peace Quilt and a journal of her many adventures.  She might be shy, but she is a good friend, and someone who truly gives children love, and an open door to acceptance.  Let us know if your child would like Gloria for a weekend.

Best,
Jennie

The Gloria weekend sign-ups have already started.

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