Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Integrity



I've had time to think a lot about this idea recently. I grew up learning that in our family, we honored that which was "virtuous, lovely or of good report, or praiseworthy". We were taught to behave the same way at the grocery store, that we did in our grandma's front room. We learned to strive for consistency.

In my fourth grade class, we've been reading a story about Jackie Robinson and his Brooklyn Dodger teammate, Pee Wee Reese. At the end of the story, the author notes that all good people have a little bit of bad in them, and all bad people have a little bit of good. Truly, people are nuanced. No one is entirely one way or the other.

It's important to strive to do our best, regardless of who is watching. We might think that we are alone, that our actions are not being noted. In reality, there usually is someone noticing even the small things. Working with children means that invariably our integrity is being tested and monitored daily. Kids notice everything, especially intent. When we cheat, fudge or lie, or say that we're going to do something, but we don't, it is noted. When we don't give our best effort, it is noted. I've seen kids deflated and saddened by the actions of adults. Let down, really.

So, in spite of the little bit of bad inside us, we need to soldier on. We need to do the right things for the right reasons.

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Kitchen Disasters

Glazing phones at the kitchen table...
And, on the counter, next to the clear glazed volcanoes...
The nests are near the toaster...
These can't make it into this firing, they need a wash...
Ready for the second of three firings...
Now the kitchen is empty...
Waiting out this dance...
These old bottles are heading off to the school Holiday Craft Fair...
It will be nice to free up some space for new work...

Monday, November 30, 2015

The Elves Have Been Workin' It

We're working on our ornaments for the school Holiday Faire...
These are some happy gingerbread men...
And, the snowmen are reporting to the kiln...
We made lots of stars and trees...
And, we'll have some yarn ornaments for sale too...

Friday, November 27, 2015

Black Friday

Rolled out some slabs and headed off with this guy...

The slabs firmed up while we went for a brisk walk...

It was a bit windy...

Winston had an encounter with a saucy terrier...

Relaxed on the pier a bit, before heading back to the clay shed...

Made some pots for the sale at the end of December...

Thinking that these would look nice in turquoise...

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Los Nidos

Fitting the coils together in front of the heater...
Smoothing and drying the backs...
Making eggs...
Studio manager, lurking in front of the heater...
Previous nests...
These are ready to dry in the warm house...
Old and new...

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Holiday Fleas

There were many vintage ornaments on hand...
And, some questionable vintage lighting...
A flotilla of rubber toys...
This actually typed with a rubber stamp wheel...
Not sure that this is a very good deal...
Ah, the olden days...
Look who showed up...
An army of dolls...
Old books inside a doll's trunk...
A collection of pin cushions...
A homemade upright loom...
I like the petticoat ruffle at the bottom of this no nonsense dress...
Names that time forgot...
Gorgeous bicycles...

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Sorta Self-Sufficient









In our home, growing up, self-sufficiency carried the day. Our religious beliefs nurtured this ideal. My parents encouraged it. We were taught to be independent, and to try to do as much as possible on our own. For most of my life, this has served me well. I live on my own, and I manage to do much to support myself and to survive.

But, I am starting to loosen my grip, to allow others to help me. This is NOT easy. It requires humility. My new school is a parent participation school. Parents are required to donate two and a half hours of labor each week. This is incredible to me. I watch parents pick up trash, serve yard duty, work with students, grade papers, and perform maintenance on the school building. For weeks, I have watched a parent who arrives at school after his regular job, to immediately start cleaning up the playground with a leaf blower and a broom. He always has a smile on his face.

These parents are eager to help and to give. It has been a blessing for me to have this time donated to me and to my students.

Today, I had a student stay in from P.E. because she is recovering from a bad bout with the flu. Generally, my philosophy has always been to do everything in the classroom, to control everything. In the past, I rarely let kids genuinely help. I thought that it was more important for them to play and to enjoy being kids. Today, I asked this student to help me with some tasks. So, we sat side by side, and worked together. I could tell that it made her feel great to be useful. I thought back to my favorite teachers in elementary school. Each one of them let me help in the classroom, and after school. And, it's one of the reasons that I loved taking part in their classes. My effort was needed.

What sad lessons for me to learn so far along in life! But, at least I'm finally understanding a bit about how to receive service gracefully.