Showing posts with label Winnebago County. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winnebago County. Show all posts

Sunday, May 9, 2021

Long Time

 

On the way out to Sugar River’s wooded, bluff-top, ridge, while driving small country roads, my prayer was that our gathering would somehow bring a wide variety of people into a funneled commonality.  I had really worked hard these past few weeks reaching out to about every man I’ve known who’s worked within the Prairie Hill School District (Made up of Prairie Hill School & now Willowbrook Middle School).  I can go back that far into the past archives because overall there hasn’t been that many men in comparison to the women staff members.  Most of the men I emailed, some I called on the phone, and a few I contacted by writing letters.  Some chose not to come, a few had previous commitments or life situations going on right now, but those who stepped forward and wanted to attend contributed to our largest gathering to date.  For those who have been a part of our group called the “Gulo Adventure Clan,” and our many outdoor outings, this one was a bit tamer but still equally important.  It allowed us to reach out beyond boundaries and simply come together; guys of all ages, with various amounts of years within our schools.

Halfway out to the Forest Preserve, and the old limestone shelter, Boston’s song entitled, “Long Time” began playing on the radio.  Although the lyrics may have been more about moving on from a relationship, the theme resonated strongly in that it has been a while since we’ve gathered together as a large group of friends.  I smiled as I remembered that I had joked with a few friends prior to this, that our outing was kind of like “The Island of Misfit Toys.”  We ranged in age from 26 to 84 with some who had invested in our district for just one year, and others for over three decades.  As staff members we represented different job titles including: teacher, technology coordinator, D.A.R.E. officer, aide, coach, principal, and superintendent (and a few men were a combination of two or three of those titles).  Each of us have contributed to our schools using the unique gifts that we’ve been granted.

A couple of the men started at Prairie Hill back in the 1960’s; only a few years after our area’s three one-room schools had consolidated.  Back then the educators in our district taught several grade levels at the same time as there were only a handful of students per grade.  Does it even make sense to say, “Oh how the times have changed in just 60 short years?”  Believe me when I say that they have.  And I’ve only been here for a little over 30 of those years!  Hence the misfit toys reference.  Fortunately those toys (in the movie “Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer”) were all picked up by Santa and eventually delivered to children who would love them.  Likewise, not everything has been smooth sailing over the years in our district, but overall most has been, and we have definitely persevered.  Ultimately we continue to make a difference in the lives of students and our community, while oftentimes becoming friends with our colleagues at the same time.

It was with this mentality that I was spurred on to try to gather as many men together as possible.  People need a frame of reference.  People need to know that although the work they are doing now is important, there have been a lot of people who have put in just as much work prior to this.  Work in a school can be foundational.  Sometimes bricks are stacked, and sometimes they are restacked after a leveling line has been snapped, but regardless, the educational wall continues to be built.  How’s that for a visual parable?

Yesterday’s weather was awesome.  Yesterday’s gathering was mind blowing for me personally.  I can’t help but wonder how a simple request to gather can lead to us actually doing just that.  How does it happen?  Why do people want to gather?

When a few of us first began getting together for fun years ago, I made “Membership Cards.”  Printed on the cards were various quotes that meant something to me at the time.  They still do.  I did, however, in the spirit of finally being able to get together following this pandemic, redesign the cards.  Those who have the originals are now holding onto priceless heirlooms full of memories and nostalgia.  The new membership cards are printed with better color contrasts that allow the words to be more legible.  In addition, I chose new quotes to better exemplify the Gulo Adventure Clan as we move into uncharted territory.  I feel the words embody who we are, and our purpose going forward as friends and colleagues; past and present:

  • "We learn all of our most important lessons through story, and story deepens all of our most important lessons...This whole story began with something relational.” - John Eldredge (Epic)

  • “We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.” - Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

  • “Courage, faith, love - these all must be cultivated.” - Bishop Michael Curry (Love is the Way)

  • “There is no better way to recapture the spirit of an era than to follow old trails, gathering from the earth itself the feelings and challenges of those who trod them long ago...that while great events may find themselves in books and museums, it is the people themselves who really counted.” - Sigurd Olson (Streams of the Past)

While everyone today received new cards to replace our old ones, five men were presented a first-time card as new members.  That alone is pretty humorous, because while their membership may be new, their faces and time in our district are not.  For that, I personally say that I appreciate all that they have done.

As the names rolled in over the last week for those who wanted to come and attend, I simply shook my head.  It was beyond my belief and understanding.  I also lifted my eyes with palms facing upwards and said, “Thank you.”  Thank you God that after a long time, we were able to meet together as a group.  After a long time we were able to recognize others who worked, and taught, and educated before us.  After a long hiatus we were able to look beyond ourselves, and see others who have been a part of the on-going process involved in education.

The Gulo Adventure Clan will still have times when we’ll escape and traipse into the woods, rivers, and snow, but I think gatherings like this will also need to be a part of our existence.  It provides us an opportunity to step back, talk, and rejuvenate; so that it doesn’t feel like such a “Long Time” since the last time we remembered our roots.

See you along The Way...

Some of the Members of the "Gulo Adventure Clan"
(Back Row): Scott Rogers, Justin Bonne, Joe Grygiel, Zach Hill,
Louie Gugliuzza, Tyler Lovgren, Chuck Leonard, Justin Keller,
Rick Sager, Tom Strothoff, Roger Fenrick
(Front Row): Myself, Doug Elfstrom, Mike Michowski, Andrew Westgate,
Andy Valentine, Ted Rehl, Jack Finlen, Mike Plourde

Sunday, October 18, 2020

Winds Of Comfort

It’s fresh air blowing in out of the WNW at 15-25 miles per hour; gusts are up into the 40’s.  While the temperatures hover in the upper 50’s, it’s what amounts to a perfect fall day.  It’s a day void of sunshine, but the winds fill in for comfort.  With the late autumn foliage and it’s array of colors, it’s a great day for taking pictures without all of the otherwise distracting shadows.

This afternoon my wife Cindy and I came out to a favorite bluff-top ridge, overlooking a favorite river, in a favorite forest preserve here in the Stateline Area.  We walked and talked and let our dog Kora run happy and carefree.  Later we built a fire in the old limestone picnic shelter.  It was a small fire made from the spark of my flint and steel, and embedded in the fibrous bark of a red cedar tree.  From there I used small twigs I found on the ground from the surrounding hickories and burr oaks.  I cut the dried cottonwood poles that I had brought along into ten inch sections to add to the sweet scent of the smoke.  In my old aluminum pot I heated water for hot chocolate, and together with some pieces of coffee cake that Cindy had made yesterday, we settled in as we watched the cloud-veiled sun set in the southwest skies.  Its dim rays showed through the treetops of the woods on the other side of the river.

While several barred owls serenaded us with their soft booming calls of, “Who cooks for you? Who cooks for you all?”, we peeled away the scales of stress and life.  For this one moment of time, we took this precious shard from the jars of clay of which we are and allowed the winds to purge our souls.

I journaled while Cindy read; sometimes aloud when she came upon something poignant and symbolic to where we are in our journey through life.  It gave us something to think upon as Kora ate her food and watched things beyond our senses in the woods surrounding us.  Kora is ever alert, and I’ve learned through our outdoor ramblings to watch her, because she will notice wildlife and changes through the various sounds and smells long before I ever do.  The flicker, a species of woodpecker, being the latest to catch her attention.

Now, as the embers  glow, and the cool draft draws smoke up the old chimney, the darkness of the evening begins to creep in from the surrounding trees.  It is not the fingers of shadows so common at sundown, but instead a pervasive feeling that permeates my inner being.  I don’t find it foreboding, however, but instead embrace it and find strength within the darkness at the day’s end.  We are smack dab in the throes of the changing seasons; on the heels of fall and at the doorstep of winter.  The winds rattling the oak leaves overhead inform me of this, and I am listening.

See you along The Way…

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The Videos
The Wind From The Ridge
Thundering Paws Up The Trail
(To watch the videos you may need to change the "view version"
at the bottom of the page)

THE PICTURES

The Ridge

Sky Blue Aster

Burr Oak

Juniper Berries (Red Cedar)

Lichen

Cindy & Kora

Blackberry Sprigs

White Pine Needles

Saturday, June 20, 2020

So That Was E-learning (A Documentation)

Before you once again develop that nervous twitch and run screaming crazy-like to nowhere in particular at the mere mention of E-learning, let me simply say that the main objective of this particular blog entry is to document aspects of the past three months for posterity's sake.  Once our school district saw that we would be implementing remote E-learning for the long haul, it was decided that we would expand from providing opportunities for students to completing standards for the year.  While the teaching career has always meant going above and beyond the "working hours" (I’m not sure that most of us even know what that is or means), time, energy, and life in general became amped to a much higher degree.  
Most days were spent collecting scores from Google Forms and i-Ready lessons while constantly communicating with parents and students through emails, GoGuardian, and Zoom Meetings.  It was suggested that we should hold office hours so we could “turn the constant off.”  Bwahaha (insert hysterical laugh)!  I usually would take a break at some point during the day to take time for myself, and then sit back down after dinner to work late into the evening preparing lessons for the following day.  This routine went on for weeks and months as many of you well know.  Burning stored energy, finding hope to carry on, and continuing to create connections became my quest.
To stay sane I typically started most days running at the first rays of light.  The half marathon I had signed up for in May was postponed, but the “training show” went on.  Sometimes I ran solo, but most times I ran with friends under the guise of what I like to call “lateral distancing”.  This meant that I was on one side of the trail, while friends were on the other.  We were rewarded when we completed a “virtual half marathon”; running when and where we wanted and then sending in our finish time to a website.  Running helped me to burn energy.
On occasional free nights or weekends, together with my wife and daughter, we would often load up in our vehicle to take a drive further into the country.  We’d pretend to escape while enjoying a beautiful sunset, occasional wildlife, or the rebirth of springtime; sometimes with a shake or ice cream cone in hand.  Country drives helped us have hope.
I never made it into the outdoors strictly to “get away” during this period of time.  I did, however, enter into natural surroundings to make videos for my math and science lessons.  When it came to hauling in equipment or editing the videos, it was a lot of extra work, but it also allowed me to feel as though I was talking directly to my students and teaching a lesson; albeit often alongside a moving form of water in a river or creek as opposed to being between the four walls of my classroom.  It’s how I’d like to teach in the perfect world anyways.  My outdoor lessons helped me to have a small connection to normalcy as a teacher and the natural world for my soul.
And so it was through physically burning energy, finding hope, or looking for connections that I tried to clear my head of the cluttered thoughts of what I underwent throughout the educational world of E-learning; by running, taking country drives, and creating lessons in the outdoors.  I don’t want to lose track and forget how I survived teaching during the spring of 2020.  Because of this I’ll simply document the lessons I had posted on YouTube here in this blog entry.  Perhaps I’ll use them as videos I can refer to when I’m teaching from within the school building next year, or maybe others will have their child watch them to learn about water, gravity, integers, or the surprise of classroom gerbils giving birth to three litters of babies.  True summer adventures now await!  Yes!
See you along The Way…
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VIDEOS & PICTURES BELOW:

VIDEOS (Click on the # to watch)
Science ("Professor Rhines Out In The Elements"):
#1-Pectentages of H2O (@ Dry Run Creek)
#2-Graphs & Salt (One graph error I correct in #3-@ WMS's "Odonata Pond")
#3-Graph Review (@ DalSanto's Creek)
#4-All The H2O On Earth (@ Dry Run Creek in Hononegah F.P.)
#5-All Of The Fresh H2O On Earth (@ Kinnikinnick Creek)
#12-Gravity-Inertia-Orbit (In My Willowbrook Middle School Classroom)
Math ("Mr. Rhines' Math In The Woods"):
#1-Integers (@ Dry Run Creek)
#2-Adding Same Sign Integers (@ DalSanto's Creek)
#3-Adding Different Sign Integers (@ Dry Run Creek in Hononegah F.P.)
#4-Reviewing Thre Addition Of Integers (@ Kinnikinnick Creek)
#5-Subtracting Integers (@ DalSanto's Creek)
#6-Review Subtracting Integers (In the woods up behind WMS's "Bird's Grove Prairie")
#7-Operations For Integers-Review & Application (My Final Farewell) (@ Sugar River)
Extras-
#1-Animal Husbandary (Classroom Pets @ My House)
#2-Two & A Half Week Old Gerbils (Classroom Pets @ My House)
Earth Day WMS 2020 (Presented By The Willowbrook Middle School Science Team)
PICTURES
RUNNING:
Scott & I On The Last Snow Fall Of The Year (4-17-20)
Justin, Scott, Louie, And I On Our 14 Mile Long Run
Practicing What I Coined "Lateral Distancing" While Training

After Running The Half Marathon
"BigFoot-The Social Distancing Champion's Running Challenge"
(The Last Sub-Freezing Day For The Spring-May 9th, 2020)
Finally Some Warm Weather To Run in-Following A 10 Miler in June
COUNTRY DRIVES:
 
 
LESSONS IN THE OUTDOORS:
Gerbil Litter#1 on Saturday, April 18th (6 pups : )
Apparently The Christmas Gifts From Two Students Were A Male & Female
 

At Turtle Creek
Heading Into The Rock-Pecatonica River Confluence Before A Thunderstorm




Well Earned Hot Chocolate After A Lesson


Nature Tells A Story - You Often Find Cool Things While Out & About


Litter#2 (5 Pups) Born Wednesday, May 20, 2020
I Actually Had A Parent Email Me To Explain How I Can Prevent Such Things!
Bwahahaha!  : )
There Really Is A Story & Explanation To The Whole Thing
Classroom Pets @ Home During The Pandemic...Who Knew?

Prairie Lupines


Flowers On A Hickory Tree

The End (Of E-learning) Was Near!
Hiking Through Backwaters To Video My Final Lessons In Math & Science

I Cooked A Brat & Asparagas To Celebrate The End Of My Lessons
And The Beginning Of Summer Soon To Come!

Gazing Up Through The Canopy Of An Ironwood Tree

From A (Caring) Student : )


Litter#3 (The Final One For A While)
Friday, June 19, 2020
Summer Is Here!  : )