The year at Stanford grade school started
smoothly due to the competence of its teachers, most of who had been there many
years. The experience of principle Bill
was valuable too. He was easy to get
along with and worked closely with the teachers and the curriculum. I appreciated his help in getting started and I enjoyed the children. They were country
kids for the most part and hadn’t developed the sassy attitude I remembered of some
Washington Grade School kids I had known when I attended the eighth grade in Miles
City. I was able to keep up with the
math classes by doing my homework evenings, and survived social studies. The problem area for me was Industrial
Arts. It was held in the basement where a massive
amount of old furniture was stored.
There were few tools to work with and no supplies. Bill said I had a small budget to purchase
startup supplies.
I decided we would work with small projects after studying
a unit on the main tools and construction methods. Thinking back to my experience in eighth grade
Industrial Arts with Mr. Metros, I felt the students needed to get their hands
on a project, early in the class to hold their interest. We used the wood from old desks for three
piece book ends. Vertical and horizontal
pieces of wood were held together with screws which challenged most of the
students. The third piece of wood was placed in the middle of the two pieces as
a brace and could be designed by the student as a dog, horse head, etc. I made a sample for them to follow, or modify
as long as they didn’t completely change the assignment. Most of them copied my model exactly. A few had the creativity to work a different
design into the third brace piece. We
got off to a good start until our basement shop cooled down as the fall weather
turned cold. Work we glued fell apart
when clamps were removed the next day.
It was a valuable lesson for everyone and the solution was to put our
glued projects in the furnace room to dry.
* Taken from "Which Road Should I Follow?, Volume 2, Roles and Responsibilities of an Educator", an autobiography by Edwin K. Hill.
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