Tuesday, January 24, 2012

student of life...


It wasn't too long ago, while rummaging through an old truck,  I found my worn and tired teacher bear that belonged to my teddy bear school I played with when I was about 6 or 7 years old...  I posted her picture...and one of my bloggers sent me to a site to where this original teddy bear school (just like my old loved one) was being sold.  I couldn't believe it, and I couldn't resist it either. My original teacher bear has no arms or eyes anymore (and she convalesces in a teacup) while the new teacher (who only has 1 eye) sits and educates her 5 eager students...It may be silly, but it is comforting when I look upon this classroom setting. And I cannot help but wonder who sits in that empty seat...where is that bear?)




All these mini desks remind me of my days in the classroom...and some pictures from the Treasure Trunk...Below seen here with our teacher Mrs. Klampt during Lost In Space days with Howard Rice (Room 222), Bill Mumy (Lost In Space) and Stefan Arngrim (Land of the Giants).

Mrs. Vizard...Lad: A Dog

left: Mrs Klamt - Sound of Music, Los Angeles,  right: Mrs. Seaman, Austria


4 comments:

Patchwork Penguin said...

As a teacher, that empty seat makes me think of the one student that I can't seem to reach. The one student, who through no fault of his or her own, doesn't have the support and encouragement at home.

Sorry, I'm waxing philosophic...

Thank you for remembering your time in school so fondly.

James said...

At least there IS an empty chair for him or her, sometimes its not always the case..... BTW, Waxing philosophic, PP, is much better than waxing a hairy back.

Mary Ann Potter said...

I was a high school English teacher for 37 years. I don't miss it - when you're retired, every day is Saturday unless it's Sunday - but I have so many treasured moments. Happy to see some of yours here. Oh, and I know what you mean about old toys. I found a dollhouse on Ebay about 10 years ago that was just like the one I got for Christmas back in 1948. That little house occupies a place of honor in my home now. It's never too late to have a happy childhood...

Anonymous said...

That empty chair to me is a reminder of the child who has graduated. Move on to what life has in store for him/her. One that might be out exploring the universe that is around each of us.

The little bears remind me of all the warm and fuzzy memory's of a loving family. Some of those watching Angela.