North Bay Teachers College - Polaris Yearbook (North Bay, Ontario Canada)

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Student no. , 74321 Name: Dennis Hall North Bay Teachers' College PRA CTICE TEACHING REPORT School- Northern Ontario Grade 5 Date 1968- 69 TEACHING MANNER: Why weren't you pleasant and enthusiastic? VOICE: very clear, could be heard outside at all times. USE OF LANGUAGE: language not suitable for grade fany gradej. PLANNING AND METHODS: Some restraint needed in planning. A field trip to Toronto for the complete teaching week was rather ambitious. Pupil involvement in this project was excellent. Please clear sleeping bags from the room before you leave to-nite. Have you found your lesson plans? SUBJECT MATTER: displayed a little confusion in teaching the 14. n KNOWLEDGE: SELECTION: ORGANIZATION: reading groups fyou forgot the Turtlesj note: The Young Canada Readers is not a club! USE OF TEACHING: Use of overhead, tape recorder and projector most effective. AIDS: If you used them separately, I think the children would find it less distracting. Films strips were difficult to follow upside-down. MANAGEMENT: teacher's desk must remain in the classroom at all times. Do not allow students to pick subjects for the day from a hat. Children are used to a more structured program. The Roulette wheel, for a more mathematical approach is beside my day book. PROFESSIONAL DEPARTMENT: all walls and floorswere washed after finger-painting in Art period on Thursday. Please return my pitchpipe. Did you lose a pair of red mittens? ADDITIONAL REMARKS: With full attention to details listed on the following 6 pages, teaching should improve. Student had a very successful week! M. E. Chandler Form One. THE STORY OF HUMPTY DUMPTY Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall or so the story goes, We built him for our carnival as all the College knows. . . Humpty he was made of snow, that was gathered from the ground, The biggest problem that we had was to keep his tummy round: We worked and worked the whole night long- to make him a success, When the sun came up the next morning- we found to our distress That Humpty had a crack in him as long as he was wide. . . We wanted to save our Humpty- so everybody tried. We skipped a class to fix him up, the morning of the day- That was to be his judgement: Oh! What would the judges say? The verdict didn't take too long- as was evident to all: For Humpty, our dear Humpty had fallen off the wall. The moral of our story, for it has one you know. . . Don't ever! ever! ever! make a Humpty out of snow. Harold Healy Form Six. 100

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LEGENDS OF LAKE NIPISSING Captain Clarke had sailed the lake from the days of the Outer Ocean and the Sparrow, He knew every wave that rolled on the lake and was known by everyone from Nipissing Landing to the mouth of the French and farther. Clarke was the best man to pilot the boat on our exploration and he agreed to work for us. The first day, tiring of the conversation below, I went up to the cabin to chat with the captain. Fine night, Captain? Yes lad, but God knows what we will be doing by morning. This is a mighty queer lake. See that island over there? Yes, that's the Great Manitou, isn't it? Do you know how it got its name? It is the Indian name for the Great Spirit is it not? Yes. Long ago, before Champlain sailed these waters, a group of Indian families was crossing the lake in their canoes when a storm came up suddenly, as only storms on Lake Nipissing can. Waves rose four feet high. The little canoes battled their way toward this island. Night came and still they fought. As they approached the island the canoes hit some rocks and were smashed to pieces. Suddenly a flaming arm darted from the island and lifted one of the Indians from the water and dumped him on the shore. All the others perished. Four days later, the survivor, now a raving madman, driven insane by his wild superstitious imaginings, was found by a wandering band. From his disjointed ravings, the Indians pieced the story together and henceforth held the island in awe, believing it to be the home of the Great Spirit. One of them raised his arms to the heavens in supplication and cried hoarsely, Oh Great Manitou, Oh Great Manitou. From that time the island was called by that name and carefully avoided by the Indians. Rather weird, wasn't it? I said,, has anyone ever found out what really happened? No. Some say a bolt of lightning struck a tree which fell, flaming into the water, others say that the Indian was cast up on the land as lightning flashed, still others say that it was just a madman's dream. The Indians are superstitious all right and anything like that would affect them greatly. Lad, see that channel over there? ll'YeS.u Well, there's another queer tale told about it. It seems that about the same time another incident took place. Three Indians were slowly paddling down the channel fishing, when suddenly a great stream of water, a thousand feet high, they said, shot around the end of the island and darted towards the canoe. The Indians, stricken with fear, gave their spirits up to the gods. They thought it was a great raging fish, blowing water into the air because they had invaded its home in that channel. The waterspout, as it likely was, dodged past the canoe and down the channel. The Indians lost no time in leaving the channel behind! V Bob, come on down here and fill in this game of bridge, I heard someone call from below. Well, l'll have to go now, Captain,but thanks for telling me those stories. These islands will mean more to me from now on. t Elizabeth Surtees Form One. 99

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