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Tuesday

"The Book of Me, Written by You" - School Trips

This is a journey of finding yourself and how your loved ones see you in their eyes. Further, this can be online and carried forward to share, if you wish, to future generations.
This is a journey of finding yourself and how your loved ones see you in their eyes. Further, this can be online and carried forward to share, if you wish, to future generations. - See more at: http://joannfitz.blogspot.com.au/2013/09/the-book-of-me-written-by-you-topic-1.html#sthash.2TuO2bVu.dpuf
This is a journey of finding yourself and how your loved ones see you in their eyes. Further, this can be online and carried forward to share, if you wish, to future generations. - See more at: http://joannfitz.blogspot.com.au/2013/09/the-book-of-me-written-by-you-topic-1.html#sthash.2TuO2bVu.dpuf
The prompt for the week is:    
School Trips
The Brief:
  • Did you go on any school trips?
  • Where did you go?
  • Memories and trinkets of those special days?
This, I believe, will be a very short entry as I didn't take many of these when I was growing up.

Elementary School

During my elementary school days, at Walden Elementary School, there were very few school trips.
 
I remember going to the following:

Space Farm - which we visited twice and once when I was in Girl Scouts

Catskill Game Farm - which we visited twice. Sometimes my mother did take me here over the summer vacation.
From Wikipedia


From Wikipedia

From Wikipedia
















Museum of Natural History in NYC

Middle School

During my time in Middle School, we did not go on any school trips. It was said to be because of budget limitations. Unless, of course, you count the walk we did from there to the high school to see films on Martin Luther King, Jr. Not there is anything wrong with this, but when you think of a school trip, you don't count on going to the building next door to see a film on a projector.
From Wikipedia page

High School

High school was almost a mirror image of the middle school days except we didn't even get the films. 

In grade 12, senior year, there were trips to Florida and other get "togethers" that were held. However, due to financial and other family limits, I could not go to any of these.

I did go to trade school at Orange Ulster BOCES during this time and belonged to a club called FBLA. The club did go to a conference which enacted just like a school trip. This was to Rochester to participate in contests for all of New York in certain areas. My area was Financial Information Processing at that point.


















College

College was completely different than my other school years. Once I joined into a club at Orange County Community College, we did try and do things. The first few years it was visiting IT tech areas in firms in the towns nearby. By the time I was in my second and last year of the college, we did do a few other trips - one to Boston to see the Computer Museum (now closed) and the other was to Washington DC to see the Smithsonian.
Group of us after visiting the Computer Museum in Boston, MA
Remember these are not the same as the places we sometimes went over summer vacations.

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Thursday

"The Book of Me, Written by You" - Feeding the Ducks (Animals)

The prompt for the week is:    
Feeding the Ducks (Animals)
The Brief:
    • Think back to your childhood. Did you feed the ducks? 
    • Do you remember the excitement of the event?
    • Were you scared of the ducks?
    • Who were you with?
    • Do you perhaps still feed the ducks?
    Of course you substitute the ducks for farm animals or pets
      Growing up I did have a range of pets. At first these were kittens, but then once my mother found she was allergic to them, we switched to dogs. I have to admit I love dogs and cats are ok but I would like a rabbit over a cat.

      When I was very tiny, I can remember my brother and father having a boxer and it having pups in my brothers closet of all places. I can also slightly remember a chihuahua named Midgie. Then there was a few years when my parents divorced and we didn't have any pets. 

      Once we got an apartment and settled a tiny bit, we had a few barn cats that came and went. They usually came because people dropped them off, but they went because they did things - an example was one cat that jumped up on the counters and ate an entire frozen turkey my mother took out for us to have for dinner. 

      After we found out about my mother's allergies, we switched to dogs and puppies. We had this one very young puppy and one of my mother's friends that came over decided to give it a beer. Well that poor puppy was so full and so drunk and passed out in its food dish. Funny at the time but no so funny now that I think about it. 

      In addition to the puppies, in the teens I also had a rabbit and guinea pigs. However, I found these died pretty quickly and regularly, so they got old pretty fast. 

      I did get to go to places like Catskill Game Farm, which has now closed. There would be all types of animals and we got to feed the babies they had there. 
      People feeding the babies at Catskill Game Farm when it was open.

      There was also a barn on the outside of Walden, NY which my mother always got us milk from. Once there, I was always able to help the farmer feed the cats he had on hand. I know the last time we went by this place, a grandchild was living there but there were no live stock and things looked horrible and it certainly wasn't used as a farm any longer.

      Then there were the trips to places like Space Farms Zoo and Museum which had just opened up when we went. 

      There was also another tiny feeding place for goats and such on one of the back roads on the way to Goshen, NY from Walden. Its now or was called Knolliewood Skatepark and has no animals any longer.I think my mother may still have pictures of these.


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