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School

Maasai Schoolchildren in their Outdoor "Classroom"

I think that some of the times we’ll most remember is when we visited schools. We spent a short time at a Maasai school near Lake Ayashi and spent a lot of time at the Haydesh Primary School near Karatu.

The Maasai school we visited was just for the youngest children. It was held outdoors, under a shade tree [click to read more]

Fiona in the Mother Goose Show

by christy on 11 March 2010 · 0 comments

in Fiona,School

Sorry. I don’t have time to make this all fancy and embed the video. Click on the link below to see Fiona’s part in the Pre-K “Mother Goose” play.

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ETA: Here’s a photo of Fiona and her class in their costumes. Too cute!!

PKW, Stars of the Mother Goose Play

Jack’s Latest Art Project

by christy on 4 March 2010 · 0 comments

in Jack,School

African Dancer (aka Owen)

by christy on 26 February 2010 · 0 comments

in Owen,School

“Good Dancing Restores The Community To Wholeness”
(African proverb)

The third grade at Germantown Academy has been studying Africa since they returned from Christmas vacation.  Among the topics they’ve studied are masks, stories, food, culture, geography, music; but, mostly importantly, they studied DANCE.

The students have  been working each week this year with Jeannie Osayande, director of the Dunya Performing Arts Company, and drummers from company.

Yesterday, just before early dismissal for yet another (!) snow storm, the third grade presented [click to read more]

Owen’s Colonial Day Presentation

by christy on 11 December 2009 · 0 comments

in Owen,School

_MG_7796For some reason, the quick time movie didn’t work for everyone, so try clicking here to see a video of Owen the woodworker in action.

It takes a minute to load, and you can’t really hear him at the beginning, but the audio gets better about halfway through.

A slideshow of some photos are here.

A Poem by Jack

by christy on 1 December 2009 · 2 comments

in Jack,School

Jack’s class has been studying major 20th century events. This was what he wrote for one of his assignments.

A Polish Cavalryman Remembers WWII

The tanks came over the hills like iron mountains.
Planes in swarms like hornets filled our skies.
My brave Polish brothers swept back like unwanted leaves.
The Germans came into our land.

Their put their chambers of death on our land.
Fellow citizen who were only different in German eyes, not ours,
Annihilated by the invaders, but not forgotten by us.
The Germans put death on our land.

I had been trained to fight with my bay stallion.
Together we went to war.
Flesh and blood fought iron and steel.
We fought the Germans on our land.

Against their tanks, we stood no chance.
But, sabers aloft, we charged them full force.
So many died, but their spirits still live.
Riding away, rivers of blood followed me down the hill.
The Germans could never take the soul from our land.

They may have held our land for many years,
They may have killed many of my fellow Poles,
They may have caused a never-ending circle of death,
But as long as we kept hope,
The German never took over our land.

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The big-deal Halloween parade at Germantown Academy was today. Everyone looked wonderful. The whole school, from pre-K to seniors comes out to the quad and parades around.

The PK teachers were famous GA athletes from the past, the 3rd grade teachers were Phillies “fans,” and the 5th grade teachers were bats in the belfry.

More photos are here.

The O in the Iron Mask

by christy on 27 October 2009 · 0 comments

in Jack,Owen,School

694816364_MRnee-O-1Owen had to give his first book report this week. He read an abridged version of The Man in the Iron Mask by Dumas.

Over the past two weeks or so, once he’d read the book, Owen wrote an outline with setting, characters, plot summary and high point all detailed. The assignment was to deliver the book report to the class, using props.

Owen, being Owen, of course, had to take things a step further and BECOME the main character, Philippe. So he delivered his report in the first person, wearing the iron mask.

Our goals for the project diverged a bit. I thought he should [click to read more]