…….until the Leftist Revolution generation victory electing Barack Hussein Obama president in 2008.
I attended public elementary and secondary school from September 1939 to June, 1952 in St. Paul, Minnesota.
Until 1947 all of my teachers were very, very well educated old maids, confident and well prepared to cause certain essential learnings to be passed on to our young for the betterment of mankind by knowing the known to become ever better able to expose the unknown for understanding, and therefore become closer to a beneficient God…..for God, we were told, knows all matter.
I was severely dyslexic in elementary school….long before the disorder was discovered. I couldn’t read sentences and paragraphs and wrote certain letters of the alphabet backwards. I adored listening to these well educated, profoundly well educated old ladies with fervor and excitement. At the end of an October school day in 1942, I sneaked back into school to my third grade teacher Lucille Jaeger’s room instead of hiking home. I had an important question to ask her.
“Miss Jaeger, how did you get to know so much?” I knew even then she was surprised as I re-entered her room fifteen minutes after the school was emptied of children.
I asked her my question….and to this day I can see a blessed surprise light up her face. She knew I was in trouble with reading…everybody in the classroom did. We had to perform our reading efforts orally by standing up to read texts the best we could. Even my buddies whispered wrong nouns and verbs to ‘assist’ my efforts by getting their yucks out of adding to my misreading. I laugh now, but I was so terrorized then to read story books or paragraphs of any kind, except atlases and their maps, and encyclopedias.
There were no story books in our classrooms then. It was wartime. Public schools had no money for books. We had to buy our own or get hand-me-downs.
Ms. Jaeger spoke to me as an adult…..”Well, Glenn, you can start learning by “reading” these magazines here”. ….and pointed to a wall encased with book shelves filled with magazines….called, as it turned out, the National Geographic….monthlies from 1921 to October, 1947, Ms. Jaeger’s own magazines. “You can come after school anytime until four o’clock to read them if you wish.” And so I did.
Pictures matter in learning…..especially boy learnings from the National Geographics even in those days of black and white prints. Cut lines described the pictures and the pictures emphasized the stories they belonged to. I never could read novels, but I became a whiz kid learning from National Geographic and Life magazines along with my atlases. I knew where the Congo, Figi Islands, and Norway were. I could draw the map of the United States and all the 48 states by heart very, very accurately…..an advantage or two over the non-dyslexic masses I came to enjoy…..all occurring from staying after school in Ms. Jaeger’s room ‘reading’ her National Geographics.
Our country’s flag decorated every classroom. Franklin Delano Roosevelt was President then….and was so honored by having his picture displayed on the wall next to Abraham Lincoln and George Washington.
Schools then weren’t allowed to be places where savages learned their trades.
Friend and fellow school teacher, Mark Waldeland sent the following article which caused me to remember the above wonderful moments of my learning life…it’s worth reading:
“Haunting chalkboard drawings, frozen in time for 100 years, discovered in Oklahoma school”
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