I thought about Mrs. Reppucci, my preschool teacher at The Old South Church Preschool Program, who calmly helped me understand why I should not be chatting away during rest time with my best friend, Tammy. (I still remember the feel of the vinyl cot material on my cheek as we lay there facing each other.) Going to preschool in an historic church meant some fun moments of exploring! I loved this mysterious building. My appreciation for the people who gently help us see a path (along with my understanding of the lines between social time and play time).
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| Old South Church (masshistoricbuildings.com) |
I thought about Marjorie Bakken, my teacher at the open classroom, alternative school, called the Liberation School, which I attended for 1st and 2nd grade. She recognized my strengths and weaknesses and celebrated me as an individual. It was a community-run school organized under the Committee for Community Educational Development (CCED) which became part of the Massachusetts Experimental School System. The school was located in an old garage/repair building. It was this funky, wide open space with movable cubicle-style walls that defined learning spaces. My belief that everyone is an individual and sense of self were fostered here.
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| The school was torn down and no longer exists but was located in Dorchester on Geneva Avenue. |
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| Photo of Rice school in 1876 The Bancroft is the building on the right (openarchives.umb.edu) |
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| BLS entrance on Avenue Louis Pasteur www.bostonpublicschools.org |
To the best teacher I know, and
to all the mothers and
all the teachers
who inspire and encourage
challenge and support
learners of every age.
to all the mothers and
all the teachers
who inspire and encourage
challenge and support
learners of every age.
































