I've decided I don't care about most of the pics Adam "likes." Guess he is doing that thing we all do, liking a friend's pics because you like your friend and know they will appreciate it.
Several years ago,I took my 5th grade students on a field trip to Balboa Park here in San Diego.We visited many sites including the Botanical Gardens, etc. As we were walking over to eat our lunches near the playground, we unexpectedly came across an outdoor photography exhibit. {Black and white photos from Russia.} My students asked if they could view the exhibit and of course I said "yes."
Some of my boys wandered along-ahead of me- and it was then I noticed the uncontrollable giggles and even some roaring fits of laughter. I immediately figured out what was going on.{ As Dr. Phil says,"this wasn't my first rodeo!"} I ran ahead to check out the scene and sure enough those rascals had come across some partially nude scenes of people whose faces were drenched in sorrow and despair. The exhibit happened to be a collection which depicted the human condition during the revolution and it was a fascinating tale of dignity midst unbearable suffering.
I simply gathered my boys together and said ,"You don't have to see this exhibit. If you aren't mature enough and ready to appreciate what the photographers were trying to share with us-then you can stand right over here and wait for us to be finished. The human body is beautiful and deserves to be respected. "
ALL of my boys decided they were mature enough to go through the array of photographs and there wasn't even a hint of laughter as they perused all the pictures and I even saw looks of compassion on some of their faces.
At the end of the year,I always asked my students to write an evaluation of my program and mention things I could do better and things they learned that was valuable to them. It still melts my heart when I think of what one of those 11 year-old boys wrote: "Mrs. B.taught us that the human body is beautiful and I will always remember that."
When I saw this artistry that Adam retweeted this morning, I thought about that day in Balboa Park-and smiled thinking that maybe Adam also learned, as a young boy, the beauty of the human form.
@ Lorraine...JAK here...your story brought a lump to my throat and glassy tears to my eyes. The very best gift a teacher can ever receive is to be remembered. I will never ever forget my 7th grade teacher Mrs. Morris, she opened my eyes to the wonders of the ancient world of Egypt and to my 9th grade teacher Miss Richmond who opened my mind and heart to Shakespeare and all of the literature of the ages. When I graduated from high school I wrote them both love letters!
14 comments:
he likes a backside?
Is this at Burning man?
Yes Burning Man But looks likes lady
It's about the artistry of the entire photo.
I've decided I don't care about most of the pics Adam "likes." Guess he is doing that thing we all do, liking a friend's pics because you like your friend and know they will appreciate it.
This is at Burning Man this year
What's wrong with some people on this blog. This is a great pic!!
It's a beautiful composition!.......JAK
LOVE ART! The human body is the highest form of art and beauty>nancdruuu2
WOW . . . BEAUTIFUL
gorgeous
Let me tell you a little story:
Several years ago,I took my 5th grade students on a field trip to Balboa Park here in San Diego.We visited many sites including the Botanical Gardens, etc. As we were walking over to eat our lunches near the playground, we unexpectedly came across an outdoor photography exhibit. {Black and white photos from Russia.} My students asked if they could view the exhibit and of course I said "yes."
Some of my boys wandered along-ahead of me- and it was then I noticed the uncontrollable giggles and even some roaring fits of laughter. I immediately figured out what was going on.{ As Dr. Phil says,"this wasn't my first rodeo!"}
I ran ahead to check out the scene and sure enough those rascals had come across some partially nude scenes of people whose faces were drenched in sorrow and despair. The exhibit happened to be a collection which depicted the human condition during the revolution and it was a fascinating tale of dignity midst unbearable suffering.
I simply gathered my boys together and said ,"You don't have to see this exhibit. If you aren't mature enough and ready to appreciate what the photographers were trying to share with us-then you can stand right over here and wait for us to be finished. The human body is beautiful and deserves to be respected. "
ALL of my boys decided they were mature enough to go through the array of photographs and there wasn't even a hint of laughter as they perused all the pictures and I even saw looks of compassion on some of their faces.
At the end of the year,I always asked my students to write an evaluation of my program and mention things I could do better and things they learned that was valuable to them. It still melts my heart when I think of what one of those 11 year-old boys wrote: "Mrs. B.taught us that the human body is beautiful and I will always remember that."
When I saw this artistry that Adam retweeted this morning, I thought about that day in Balboa Park-and smiled thinking that maybe Adam also learned, as a young boy, the beauty of the human form.
Sorry -forgot to include my name-Above Balboa Park story written by Lorraine
@ Lorraine...JAK here...your story brought a lump to my throat and glassy tears to my eyes. The very best gift a teacher can ever receive is to be remembered. I will never ever forget my 7th grade teacher Mrs. Morris, she opened my eyes to the wonders of the ancient world of Egypt and to my 9th grade teacher Miss Richmond who opened my mind and heart to Shakespeare and all of the literature of the ages. When I graduated from high school I wrote them both love letters!
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