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hours. A tip of the ‘old’ black beret and a very happy birthday to my original
Muse, Kym, a former student of mine back in the early eighties. “Happy
Birthday, Kym.”
Kym did inspire you and still does with her
wonderfully innocent question, “What is love, Mr. Orndorff?” while she sat
across you in the teacher shared office where she was your general aide during her
otherwise assigned studyhall time. In those days you usually had students write
an in class essay once a week. With over a hundred and twenty students that was
a lot of grading. She (and other aides before and after) made sure those essays
were in each student’s essay folder. You were required to have a writing sample
from each student once a week. You thought of it dark humored as a kind of body
count for higher administration who liked to spout the numbers and the
authenticity of the magic student folder. Your side of the office (the other
side was ‘owned’ by Miss B) was lined half way up the walls with tomb stone
rubbings from a famous old Salem, Mass. cemetery – more humor from being buried
alive with grading papers. You still have those rubbings hanging in your
basement. – Amorella
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hours. I left Indian Hill with the Class of 1984 twelve years after I began in
1972 after returning to the States from teaching British literature and
chairing the Department of English at Escola Graduada de Sao Paulo while Carol
taught third grade at the same private U.S. accredited school (which it still
is) in Sao Paulo, Brazil. In 1984 our daughter, Kim, was beginning first grade at Mason
Local Schools and a job opportunity had opened at Mason High. After I signed a new contract with Mason I resigned from IH
the last day before my contract would have been automatically renewed.
Less
money but also less driving plus the real benefit was that while Carol
was still teaching at Sycamore Community Schools one of us would be on daughter
Kim’s school schedule. I always got home before the elementary students and
thus had more quality time with daughter and less of her time was spent at a
local day care because Carol as an elementary teacher went to school an hour or
so later than I did and I got home from school an hour to an hour and a half
earlier than she did. The added joy was having her in the same high school
(which she loved) and having her in my AP English class her senior year (her
wish). Kim and now Paul and the boys are and have been a great part of our
quality life. Who would have traded all that for more money?
Mid-evening. You have been out and about looking for a wreath Carol would like and found none. You did find two six disks of Blu Ray disks with the six Star Wars films. It was cheaper than buying a collector’s edition so you bought it. The next purchase will be the four Indiana Jones films in Blu Ray, after that you have no idea. When you came in Carol was talking to one of her sisters on the phone; she still is. Earlier you read a great Amazon review of the Blu Ray Star Wars Collection, quite detail from a fan who can also be objective. The review enticed you to once again consider the purchase. – Amorella
2002 hours. Shoot, if I live long enough they will have the entire nine film series out in Blu Ray 3-D or whatever they use at that time. Hope the boys like both ‘old timers’ films when they are old enough. Growing up I liked the classical films of the thirties and forties, so did my parents and other like adults. We still like those early classics. My friend Bob did also; and he wrote some poems about those actors and actresses. I think one is in the books, or will be. I’m done for the night.
Post, orndorff. - Amorella
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