Tricounty News

June 14 Update

Economy:

Recently, the media has been providing some optimistic reports on the state of our economy. As a result, we’ve also noticed a slight increase in interest rates. The underlying cause of increasing rates is a combination of better economic news in the United States, especially in the housing market, where single family home prices are rising in most areas and fewer mortgages are “under water.” This improves consumer confidence and encourages additional spending. Other evidence of improved economic times has been seen in strong automobile sales for the first four months of the year.

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Field Trip Mom

The end of the school year means one thing – besides backpacks sent home filled with crumpled spelling worksheets, artwork, pencil nubs and capless markers. I’m talking about field trips. These school-induced excursions usually involve rain, along with a few other elements – namely a signed permission slip, $8 for admission to some museum, a bag lunch and chaperones.

Three out of five dictionaries define chaperone as: 1. “The parent who always sends permission slips back on time and volunteers every Tuesday to help kids with math.” Or, more often: 2. “A parent, who out of guilt for not volunteering during the regular school year, justifies that taking one day to visit a nature center to learn about turtles, sharks, butterflies or fill-in-the-name-of-your-favorite-animal-here will make up for this huge and indiscriminate indiscretion.”

I fit into definition number two. (Why do I always end up feeling like number two?) I do not, regrettably, volunteer on Tuesdays, and have never considered myself tutor-worthy – in just about any subject, including math.

Because of the aforementioned factors, I found myself on a yellow school bus, filled to the brim with fifth graders, in the middle of single-lane road construction, en route to a museum and aquarium for a day filled with both historic and amphibious learning.

I was assigned a small group of six students. Teachers consider six small because they deal with 25 or more kids each day. They also have bionic ears and eyes in the back of their heads. I was born with only normal hearing. Moms like me do not consider six children a small group. To us, it’s more like the Brady bunch. I am proud to say I kept my group in tow for most of the day, except for once or twice when I misplaced a couple of them. But, hey, who’s counting? Has anyone seen Brady?

We spent the morning learning about history; the afternoon about watery ecosystems. We came. We saw. We touched. We splashed. We conquered.

After the aquarium personnel fed the otters, it was time to board the hot, yellow, crowded school bus for home. I could hardly stop myself from letting out a cheer. I was ready to sit in the less-than-comfortable, faux leather, all-too-upright bus seats. Who am I kidding? I was ready to sleep there.

But, our field trip wasn’t over yet. Hooray. Here’s one of the many things I learned that day: fifth-grade kids are still young enough to sit three to a seat in a regulation school bus. This means they are three times more likely to do something silly, loud or irritating.

One would think after several lessons about World War II fighter pilots and various water-loving critters, the kids would be a tiny bit tired. (Oh, please let them be tired.) At least you’d hope they’d be quiet.

They were neither. The ones in my small group were mostly wet. I found fifth graders to be extremely hands-on when it comes to aquariums.

The parents on the bus, while dry, were exhausted. At least I was. We’d earned exhaustion. We’d spent the day trying to help kids learn. Do you know how difficult that is? God bless the teachers who do this on a daily basis, and I mean that with my entire, depleted being.

On the way home, after all this wholesome learning, one child – who happened to be in my small group all day – decided to yell the word “pop” over and over again. Mind you, this was in an already decibel-laden bus full of 11-year-olds.

I was seated no more than five feet from said popper. Through the glazed daze of kid overkill I leaned back and prepared to close my eyes in attempt to get to my happy place. I didn’t even register the fact that someone was yelling the “P” word. Heck, as far as I was concerned, everyone was yelling. It was a gosh darn free for all, except, of course, everyone remained seated (Bus Rule #1).

The teacher sat in the front, about 15 seats from me appearing calm and nonchalant. Her ears pricked. She turned around in a manner that made me fear whiplash.

Her eyes darted like a viper in hot pursuit of prey. She caught my eye and mouthed the words, “Who. Is. Yelling. Pop?” I motioned vaguely to the right side of the bus. Teacher stood up like a whippersnapper, authoritatively and bravely ignoring Bus Rule #1.

We were on the interstate doing 60 mph at the time. Defying the propulsion of forward motion, she made her way to the back of the bus. Despite road construction and uneven pavement, she didn’t waver in her resolve. The heroism and endurance of teachers never ceases to amaze me.

She caught the culprit who’d been yelling what could only be considered a swear word in these circumstances and let them know they were on her super sonic teacher radar. I myself was scared. We all know teachers have super powers. I’m sure she could look right at me and knew I’d failed to keep my small group intact throughout the entire day, not to mention the fact I’d forgotten all my kryptonite at home. I kept my eyes forward and hands and feet inside the aisle and for sure followed Bus Rule #1 for the rest of the ride home.

Jill Pertler is an award-winning syndicated columnist, playwright and author of “The Do-It-Yourselfer’s Guide to Self-Syndication” You can read more columns at the Slices of Life page on Facebook.

June 7 Update

Construction

The summer months bring more construction projects and upgrades to the EV-W school system. The following list highlights the majority of work to be completed this summer:

• Install a new air handling unit at Watkins Elementary School

• Upgrade an elementary boiler pending construction completion fees and contingency funds

• Install asphalt wear-coat and striping at Eden Valley Secondary

• Landscaping, rock, and sod at the Eden Valley Secondary site

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The gift of remembering

Today I worked outside in the yard. Tending the gardens. Raking. Planting. Pulling weeds. Taking inventory – lilies, hostas, poppies. And rhubarb. The large, elephant-eared leaves growing atop the crisp red stalks triggered thoughts of my mom. The plant was handed down from her garden, as were her recipes for rhubarb sauce and cobbler.

She’s been gone three years. That sounds like a long time. It seems like a long time. Or, maybe not so long at all. Losing someone dear is like that – like taking the Band Aid off slow and fast all at once. A double whammy. It hurts either way you tear it.

Three years, and it’s small things, like rhubarb, that make me miss her.

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May 31 Update

Appreciation:

There are moments that I wish community members and parents could see what I see taking place in the EV-W school system. The past year has produced such memorable moments, that I consider it a blessing to have the opportunity to work with such caring and compassionate professionals.

Throughout the past weeks I’ve participated in multiple student ceremonies and banquets recognizing children overcoming obstacles, reaching their goals, and achieving major milestones. It warms my heart to see the people and the action taking place behind the scenes to make so many dreams come true. I recently saw a teacher draw her arm around a crying little girl and wipe away her tears. I observed another teacher enthused and excited to work with a group of students trying to master their final performance before taking the stage. I witnessed an administrator and counselor comforting a student dealing with issues that children shouldn’t have to deal with. I saw faculty and clerical staff providing constant communication and updates throughout the busy week. I saw a gracious librarian turn her library into a classroom for teachers for the majority of a week. I observed the office staff comforting and reassuring parents calling in and confirming end of the year details. I watched the cafeteria staff work at a rushed pace to make sure everyone got fed. I even had the opportunity to watch track and field, softball, and involved coaches win sub-section and section titles. Everywhere I turned I saw not only trained, professional staff attending to your children, I saw wonderful caring individuals taking care of your children. Eden Valley – Watkins parents and community, be proud of your school. The EV-W faculty, staff, and administration are committed to you and your children. Thank you for a great year!

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