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One Liner Wednesday – Something Wicked

Day 262

“Something wicked this way went.”

My first foray into classical music, classic literature, and crooner music came from the cartoons of my childhood.

Okay, some of it might have been twisted, but at least the writers did delve into those areas. Here’s a classic. It’s long, but at least watch the opening credits – they are a hoot!

EDIT: Thanks, Dan for catching my before coffee slip on my blog. The following video is the one I meant to share!

Nice to know my Saturdays were somewhat educational.

Thank you Linda Hill for the opportunity. Stroll over to Linda’s blog to see what it’s all about.

Congratulations to Laura for winning the ‘Battle of the Badges’.

Blog, education, grandchildren, nostalgia

My Weekly Reader

Day 170

I sat with my 9 year old granddaughter as she did her homework last night. She had an exercise on the women’s suffrage movement. The article was in The Scholastic News. After her work was complete, we talked more about the history and she said “Grandma, how do you know so many things?”

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Sitting with her reminded me of receiving My Weekly Reader when I was in school. I remember looking forward to Friday when we all received our personal copy. I loved reading the short articles. I also remember one summer when we were given the opportunity to receive it at home over the summer. I am sure it was a stretch for my parents’ budget, but I always looked forward to it.

My Weekly Reader was published from 1928 to 20012 according to Wikipedia. It was them merged into Scholastic News but eventually the Weekly Reader name was dropped.

In reading some recent blogs, there is some criticism on the content of the old Weekly Readers. I am sure the news was not written without the prejudice of the writers and editors of the time. Nothing has really changed about the news, regardless of our age. It is still a very fond memory for me.

I did explain to my granddaughter that my knowledge of our history comes from my curiosity and from reading. She looked up and smiled at me and told me she loved to read, too.

We both decided we should write to each other with an agreement we would always write each other back. I am not sure why I did not do this earlier. I always send our grandchildren cards, but a letter seems so much more personal.

Now, I am off to fulfill my end of the bargain. I feel good about encouraging her to read and write more. In this time of upbringing in a digital world, learning to sit calmly and express her thoughts seems like a great skill to have.