"Well, I guess you can cut the arts as much as you want, Gene. Sooner or later, these kids aren't going to have anything to read or write about. "
So what happens when you find yourself unable to make any connections between your experiences and what you currently find yourself?
You are left like a dried up plant whose roots are searching the earth in vain for anything remotely similar to fluids.
What I remember...
Two recesses a day. 20 min after lunch and 40 minutes in the afternoon. Maybe close to an hour on really nice days in the spring. The whole grade might even walk to the park.
A first grade musical. All of first grade was spent putting together the most elaborate musical you've ever seen. It was performed at the high school in May.
Festival of trees. First and Fourth grade practiced holiday songs the months before xmas to sing at a huge production downtown and tour nursing homes singing.
4th grade orchestra. 5th grade band. I'm still in love with the flute.
Choir- 4th and 5th grade musical productions.
Specialist. Art-Music-Gym-Library daily rotation.
Art outside of "art class." 4th grade was all about the big art projects. Spent about an hour in the afternoons working on our artwork.
What I see...
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Today...my Kids getting to lunch and putting their heads down because if they speak their name goes on a list. No talking during lunch.
No recess.
No art, no music, no scheduled library time...
...
I know I can't compare apples with oranges...but shouldn't it all be about apples?
It's painful.
