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Thursday, 19 July 2012

Carleton Place: Music, Children, & Maria Hawkins

I was introduced to my current husband by a musician friend, Maria Hawkins.  Our 10th anniversary is coming up this year. It is hard to believe how time flies!

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I worked with Maria through Blues in the Schools (BITS), back when I was teaching for OCDSB. She is a dynamic spirit, and we are both happy grammas who bring our professional work to our volunteer work and our grandkids!


I had much energy from researching the roots of blues music, from the slaves who had to leave their instruments behind, sang Field Songs, or Sorrow Songs, the invented call and response songs.
It was a fascinating exploration of music. These people rose up and not only survived, but thrived.

Maria appeared in Carleton Place, although she does much work with young and old in Ottawa and South Eastern Ontario.
ARTS CARLETON PLACE SHOWTIME AT THE STATION PERFORMER LINE-UP
All performers are geared to the whole family – from the very young upwards. Come out and enjoy an evening of music, laughter, fun & entertainment.
The Blue had a baby
and they called it
Rock and Roll!
My involvement with BITS taught me how to write music with kids. It was a fabulous education for me. My school did a performance on the Bluesfest stage in 2001. 
It was incredible for these kids. Many of my students were not aware of music, didn't know the history of it or were either refugees or immigrants. To learn the history of Blues music was powerful for them. It was part of their work, writing new songs, creating murals for the Bluesfest stage. Artist in Residence programs, such as MASC, or BITS, are a vital part of Ontario and USA's music education programs. Essentially, in an age were we realize that integrating the arts into curriculum deepens the educational experience.

From a report I wrote at the time:
Here are the words to the three songs we sang. We liked listening to the sorrow songs, slave songs and gospel songs. The Blues has its roots in African rhythms. The white owners realized that slaves worked better if they were allowed to sing. And sing they did. They brought an oral musical tradition which developed field singing into spirituals and code songs (e.g., Follow the Drinking Gourd or the Big Dipper ) that led slaves to freedom by following these codes. 
They would sing their song, sometimes called Reals, too. Eventually, since slaves were not allowed to read and write, indeed there were fines for doing so, folks created songs such as "Follow the Drinking Gourd", to tell illiterate slaves where to go and how to navigate their ways to freedom. 


Maria works well with young and old!
The song "Wade in the Water" told slaves how to escape the dogs who were used to hunt them down. Barbershop quartets were formed by blacks working in the shops, whites didn't work in them then. Musicians decided to follow the SATB format (sopranao, alto, tenor, bass) and it was something not done before. This was powerful music that led to gospel music, too. 


Once the slaves established themselves, freedom was more than a sublimated desire,  clubs sprouted up. They wanted instruments to add to the complexity. Rhythm speaks to our souls, but so does harmony.

The most interesting thing I learned was the Diddley Bow. Now, many of us know Bo Diddley, he was named for the instrument. Basically, a piano wire strung between two nails, often on a wooden beam. You can learn how to build one by reading One String Willie!


Eventually, with more economic independence, more sophisticated instruments were created, but this is how the guitar began in the annals of time and creativity. This led to Rock and Roll!

Music of the Underground Railroad

  • "Steal Away" 
  • "Let us Break Bread Together" 
  • "Ezekiel saw the Wheel" 
  • "Swingin' Saints" 
  • "Down by the Riverside" 
  • "Wade in the Water". 
T.J. Wheeler tells me you listen to or sing the Blues so you won't have the blues any more!
Here are my photos from the show!

Friday, 17 December 2010

Perth bloggers unite!

I was researching others in my near-by city who blog. These are the folks most active nearest to me...
I'd rather be blogging than out in freezing rain!
There are many more who started a blog and have abandonded it.

Many wonderful healthcare workers in Ontario
My friend, The Emergency Room Nurse (TERN), who writes a blog from an ER Charge Nurse point of view, is one of my favs. I depend upon her to pick out what is important in health care and draw it to my attention. She distills info, and I learn much, as well as finding common ground between my field (education) and hers, (healthcare), as I advocate for seniors in my community (you know poverty is the most influential aspect of ill-health).

TERN was writing about a fellow healthcare professional who is taking leave from writing.
She wrote:

Writing is hard work. It takes commitment. And there is no cure for it. I’m getting a little faster, but still, producing a longish piece, say in the range of 750 – 100 words, still consumes four or five hours — which is why you, dear readers, only see them maybe weekly.

Where the red squirrel played
It is demanding, time consuming, to write clearly, honestly and accurately about some issues.

I think this is exactly why I blog! Me and my generation are critical thinkers. We reflect, research, and comment on life, our profession, what seems right and wrong in society, in our neighbourhoods, communities, regions, provinces, nation and the world.

I am pleased to be able to stay at home, and bring my take on the world around me, to those who continue to read my blogs, respond, correct me and further reflect. A bad cold aside, I am resting with my laptop! No volunteering this week.

Retiree plays in the snow!
It counts, to put your opinion out there. Not on the 'comments' section of newspapers on-line, but in blog posts that add up to provide information for those looking for it.

My blogs have led to a number of contacts, interviews, and journalists seeking information (i.e., G8 Muskoka)and my insight, as a middle-aged professional. (Perhaps, at 53, I am nearer the old age than middle?) You know from your own discussions, that you are enlightening and illuminating the world around you.

It is only in discourse that we improve and learn. And while we research what we write about, we help improve the information on the web.
Bob V

I found, as a teacher, that few had the guts to listen to me, or my peers. My supervisors (i.e., principals/managers) were more concerned with appearing brilliant to first their supervisors, and then management, and then the public. Once I hit bottom and became clinically depressed: caring for failing parents, moving far from friends and family, leaving the best classroom (Gr. 8s), staff (Sir Win) and principal (Dave Hogg) in OCDSB ever, leaving a fabulous city in which to raise kids (Nepean), to live by a lake in Muskoka, I ended up finding peace by writing my book. Not on education, as I originally thought, but on being a caregiver for my mom with cancer, dad with a brain tumour and the ensuing dementia. Now, much more centered, I can volunteer and help others.
Our granddaughters

Some of us are unafraid to call a turkey a turkey. Workplace bullying, Full Day K, for example
I tend to reserve trite, flippant, fun info for my Facebook friends, and the more serious issues I channel into Health, Education, General Rants on my 3 main blogs.

I play with images, and memes, and generally keep reading, researching and writing.
Happy santas