Teaching when Life Happens...thinking about Inauguration Day '17
Sunday morning, May 18, 1980. Why was it snowing when I woke? As a 6 th grader I remember being confused and immediately scared as the ash fell in the grass surrounding my childhood home, covering it like a blanket of snow. My school year ended that day. Our class, week-long trip to Cispus didn’t happen, but I did begin to learn about how life events shape what we know, learn and remember. January 28, 1986 I arrived at school early. Jazz Ensemble started at 6:45am. I’m sure we had an amazing rehearsal. 11:39EDT (8:39am Chehalis, WA time) we gathered in the library at W.F. West High School to watch the space shuttle blast into space. I recall our teachers being excited because “one of them,” a teacher, Christa McAuliffe, was flying on this mission. We watched and cried together, when 73 seconds into flight, the Challenger exploded ending the lives of all seven astronauts on board and changing the trajectory of space travel and our instruction for the foreseeable future. I reme...