Showing posts with label father. Show all posts
Showing posts with label father. Show all posts

Sunday, April 5, 2015

D = Dad Loves History: A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015: History Stories and the Telling of Them

Quick Performance Update (next two weeks):
    Apr. 6, 7 & 13 - Performances for Worldstrides, Inc. Student Tour Groups in Williamsburg, VA. 
    Sat., Apr. 11 - Lancaster Court Days, @Mary Washington Library and Museum, Lancaster, VA; 10 am – 4 pm (Oney Judge Historic Character Presentation, Ol’ Bess Historic Character Presentation, General Storytelling)
    Wed., Apr. 15 – Dana Middle School, AM, Hawthorne, CA (Betsy Costner Historic Character Presentation)
   Thurs., Apr. 16 – Anza Elementary School, AM & PM & Evening, Hawothrne, CA  (Oney Judge Historic Character Presentation; General Storytelling Program & “Words of Excitement” Evening Program for Parents)
    Sat., Apr. 18 – Stone Soup Storytelling Festival New Voices Showcase, Woodruff, SC; 11:30 am – 1 pm

     Other Apr. performances:   Oregon (Corvallis); Virginia (Herndon, Portsmouth, Williamsburg)
     Upcoming May performances:  California (Fresno); New York (Westchester County); VA (Norfolk, Williamsburg), West Virginia (Shepherdstown)

I’m a day late with day 4 of the A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015, but I’m going to assume no one blogs on Sundays because that is the catch-up day (at least it will be mine).  I’ll be back on track tomorrow.
My theme is “History Stories and the telling of them.”  My desire is to share some history facts and the stories I think are intriguing around them, along with some ways I’ve told history stories and techniques of researching and telling historical stories.  Finally, Day 4….

D = Dad Loves History

My Dad loves reading about and learning about history, and he has been my greatest influence in regards to wanting to learn history.  He particularly loves biographies and military history, although, if it’s good, he’s read just about any type of historical non-fiction book.
My Daddy - Wallace C. Arnold
One of my strong memory fragments from when I was in my “tween” years was my Dad having to read History of the Peloponnesian War by Thucydides.  This was a paperback book with over 600 pages and I can even remember the cover of a warrior in a chariot in orange with a black background.  Today I asked my Dad about that book and he nodded his head as I spoke, and then relayed more of the story (as always). 
Dad was the commander of a Armstrong Army Barracks, Büdingen, Germany when he was honored by being asked to leave his post early and be a student at the Naval War College, Newport, Rhode Island.  Two months before he was to leave Büdingen, in the middle of packing a house and transitioning the command leadership, he received the book with instructions to have it read before he started at the College.  Dad shared how the book took a lot of time to read; time he did not have.  My mother became involved in this “book reading” because Dad had to write a paper and my mother was the typist and there was much back and forth about the paper.  Dad learned later that this book, which is also a primary source document, was the basis of modern warfare strategies and tactics, and laid the foundation for everything else they would learn.  I’m certain I remember the emotional angst about that book because Dad usually loved books on history. However, in spite of its infamous place in family history, the book still sits on Dad’s bookshelf in his office.

My father is also a great public speaker.  He’s so good in fact, that I love to hear his presentations.  One of the things I admire about his talks is that he does his research.  He doesn’t just present facts, figures and events, he tells the stories and searches until he finds the right story to tell.  His love of history strengthens his resolve to make history interesting and engaging.

I remember the first time my father saw one of my Historic Character Presentations.  I was at a church that he had often attended when he was young and I was there to present Oney Judge, the personal maidservant of Martha Washington.  He was thrilled about the amount of research I had completed and was able to share, about the level of reality in my presentation as an elderly woman, and delighted that I was HIS child (the beaming smile gave him away).

Over the last few Christmases, Dad has informed his family what books he would like to have as gifts.  We, like his faithful soldiers, have succumbed to his directions.  He returns the favor by buying books of his liking for me.  A year ago he purchased me Killing Jesus by Bill O’Reilly – a wonderful historical read and I was delighted with all the information I learned and the storytelling way it was presented.  Last Christmas my father received Unbroken by Laura Hillinbrand; 41, A Portrait of my Father by of George W.Bush, and a couple of fictional books by his favorite authors.  As I went searching as directing for his requested book, I ran across another one that I thought would be perfect.  I wrapped it carefully.  As Dad opens each book, he looks at the giver and says, “That was well done.”  When he opened the second book I gave him, The Black Panthers: A Story by Race, War and Courage by Gina  M Dinicolo, his eyebrows raised and with surprise said, “Well, I have never heard of them.  This is new to me.  Can’t wait to read it!”
History Lover

I love that my Daddy still gets excited about learning “new” history….and maybe, one day, he will BE “new” history when he writes his own autobiography.

If you are a history lover, was there someone that helped foster that love and how did they do that?  If you are not adverse to history, but not a great lover of it, then check out one of Bill O’Reilly’s Killing history series – the writing is great and suddenly history has life.  If you don’t like history, what made you dislike it?  After answering, jump over to my website [www.mssheila.org] and hire me to come and do one of my Historic Character Presentations for a home concert, or at your organization, library or school.  [Yes, that was a shameless pitch!]


What am I reading?  Yesterday I read, “At the Zoo” by David M. Schwartz (children’s book).  Most recent thing I learned from this little book:  “Camels with one hump are from Africa.  Camels with two humps are from Asia.” [didn’t know that]  Currently reading “Passionate God” by Bishop Kenneth C Ulmer, Ph. D (my evening reading) & “Revolution in World Missions” by K. P. Yohannan.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

B = Bloods: A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015: History Stories and the Telling of Them


Quick Performance Update (next two weeks):
    Apr. 3, 4, 6, 7 & 13 - Performances for Worldstrides, Inc. Student Tour Groups in Williamsburg, VA. 
    Sat., Apr. 11 - Lancaster Court Days, @Mary Washington Library and Museum, Lancaster, VA; 10 am – 4 pm (Oney Judge Historic Character Presentation, Ol’ Bess Historic Character Presentation, General Storytelling)

     Other Apr. performances:  California (Hawthorne); South Carolina (Woodruff), Virginia (Herndon, Oregon, Portsmouth, Williamsburg)
     Upcoming May performances:  California (Fresno); New York (Westchester County); VA (Norfolk, Williamsburg), West Virginia (Shepherdstown)

This is my second day writing as a part of the A-Z Blogging Challenge 2015.  My theme is “History Stories and the telling of them.”  My desire is to share some history facts and the stories I think are intriguing around them, along with some ways I’ve told history stories and techniques of researching and telling historical stories.  Day 2….

B = Bloods

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I am a voracious reader and always have been.  One of the gifts I gave myself was to keep a copy of my favorite books from my teen days; not that I have read each of them more than twice, but I like having them on hand. Some of my favorite books as a teen that I have collected are For Colored Girls by Ntozake Shange, Lord of the Flies by William Golding, Ragtime by E.L. Doctorow, Dear and Glorious Physician by Taylor Caldwell, The Light in the Forest by Conrad Richter, The Elephant Man by Christine Sparks, Just Above my Head by James Baldwin, The Second Son by Charles Sailor, and Bloods by Wallace Terry.

Bloods:  Black Veterans of the Vietnam War – An Oral History was one of my favorite books because of its discussion of the Vietnam War.  My father fought in that war, but in my teen years he never talked about it although he was a career military man.  As a matter of fact, on my strongest teenaged memories is of when I was watching a made-for-television movie about the anti-Vietnam riots at Kent State.  It just happened to be on t.v., and I was excited to watch, but when my Dad walked into our family t.v. room and saw what I was watching, he slammed the television off, told me that was “crap I was watching” and sent me to an early bedtime.  I had never seen this type of visceral reaction from my father and it made me want to learn more about Vietnam.  Bloods is a book of narratives of black men who fought in Vietnam, and I allowed myself to hear my father through the words, and was appalled about what he must have faced, and yet, comforted.

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It wasn’t until the movie “Platoon”, starring the “good” Charlie Sheen - J, that my father was finally able to talk about Vietnam to our family.  We used to do family movies about once a year, and that year, while my family was visiting me in college at UNC-Charlotte, we went to see the newly released and highly publicized movie.  (Oh, “we” was my father, my mother, my youngest sister and myself.)  Well, the movie was filled with many curse words, and after a fairly lengthy string of colorful words were spoken, my mother gasped and said, “They certainly curse a lot.”  My father turned to her and said, loud enough (and passionate enough) for the entire family to hear, “Well, it’s war, Earlene!  Of course, there was cursing!”  We were three stunned women!  However, when we had dinner afterwards, Dad opened up and shared about his experiences in the war.  I was appalled about what my father faced as a part of Psychological Operations Warfare division, and yet, comforted knowing that my father had found a way to keep his humanity, and share his humanity, even with some Vietnamese.


In my newest program, “We Own the Night”:  Storytelling and Poetry for Teens about the Movements of the 1950’s, 60’s and 70’s, I have a section about the anti-Vietnam War movement.  I sing the song, “War” made famous by Edwin Starr, "War" video song.  Although the teachers love to hear the song, the students usually haven’t heard it, consequently, I teach them the refrain and have them join me:  “War, unhhh, what is it good for?  Absolutely nothing.”  It’s fun to watch.  Then I sit down on the chair I tell one of the narratives from Bloods in a man’s voice.  In deepest silence the attendees listen to the words, and, at the end of the program, many express their understanding of what it meant to fight a war abroad and a civil rights fight in their own country.  Then some teachers quietly say, “I think they just realized that this opposition against war is not a new thing…..and I thank you for helping them see the humanity of soldiers.”

Thanks, Wallace Terry, for helping me see the humanity of soldiers…and now all these years later to share these stories with a new generation.  [Take a listen to PBS special below.]
Bloods in 'Nam, PBS special

Have you had a family member that fought in war and shared their memories?  How did those memories affect you?  Have you met people affected by the war and unable to share?  Do you think “stories” will help them?  Oh, and what are some of your favorite books from your teenage years?  Do you still have them?  Why did you keep them?


What am I reading?  Currently reading “Revolution in World Missions” by K. P. Yohannan.  Most recent line I just HAD to underline (and actually sharing it this time) - "One piece of advice did stick, however.  Every Christian leader should have this engraved in his subconscious:  No matter what you do, never take yourself too seriously.”