<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359</id><updated>2012-02-15T07:15:35.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olsenhistory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8471889975397393475</id><published>2012-02-07T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:28:48.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence Nightingale and the Crimean War</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozZZgLEir94/TzGlZwyPj-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_kDcNPsyN-c/s1600/2067_florence_nightingale_with_a_lamp_near_a_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozZZgLEir94/TzGlZwyPj-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_kDcNPsyN-c/s320/2067_florence_nightingale_with_a_lamp_near_a_man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706524064866078690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in AP European History are learning about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crimean War&lt;/span&gt;, a war that led to the break up of the concert of Europe.  Russian designs on the straits of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Constantinople&lt;/span&gt; were met with a combined force of British, French and Italian troops.  The result was a "Vietnam' war of sorts that took men and material.  Russia lost over 400,000 men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead were evacuated to the hospital on the Asia side of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bosporus&lt;/span&gt;, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scutari&lt;/span&gt;.  There a wealthy Englishwoman, Florence Nightingale, traveled and using new methods of nursing helped to reorganize the hospital and save lives.  She was called the lady with the lamp because at night she went from bed to bed comforting the soldiers.  A poem was written about her by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, entitled "The Lady with the Lamp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The wounded from the battle-plain,&lt;br /&gt;           In dreary hospitals of pain,&lt;br /&gt;              The cheerless corridors,&lt;br /&gt;              The cold and stony floors.             &lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lo! in that house of misery&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lady with a lamp&lt;/span&gt; I see&lt;br /&gt;              Pass through the glimmering gloom,&lt;br /&gt;              And flit from room to room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8471889975397393475?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8471889975397393475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8471889975397393475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2012/02/florence-nightingale-and-crimean-war.html' title='Florence Nightingale and the Crimean War'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozZZgLEir94/TzGlZwyPj-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_kDcNPsyN-c/s72-c/2067_florence_nightingale_with_a_lamp_near_a_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5488151655861894066</id><published>2012-01-04T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:37:34.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancho Villa and the ladies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crzaL_G4miM/TwRyNx_VoEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/APfhcw6dPP0/s1600/Villa%2Bw-wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crzaL_G4miM/TwRyNx_VoEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/APfhcw6dPP0/s320/Villa%2Bw-wife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693801409986011202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in ninth grade are busy learning about America's role in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age of Imperialism.&lt;/span&gt;  They spend some times learning about the Mexican revolution and one of its more colorful heroes, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;José&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doroteo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Arango&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Arámbula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (5 June 1878 – 20 July 1923) or better known as&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pancho Villa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancho Villa is considered by many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mexicans&lt;/span&gt; to be a national hero.   Mexico, at the time of the revolution, was held in a stranglehold by wealthy hacienda owners, private interests, and a corrupt government.  Villa was not a "clean" hero.  He engaged in theft and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;revenge&lt;/span&gt; murders. Regardless of the violence he used to achieve his goals, he was also known to be sentimental, charismatic, and extremely appealing to the many women who lived in the villages of Northern Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early movies focused on his appeal when they advertised Pancho Villa as being a "revolutionary, bandit, and lover..."   It's true that romantic figures often were often soaked in blood.  In this case, Pancho Villa had many "wives" in many villages, while he had only one wife, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;María&lt;/span&gt; Luz Corral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5488151655861894066?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5488151655861894066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5488151655861894066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/pancho-villa-and-ladies.html' title='Pancho Villa and the ladies....'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crzaL_G4miM/TwRyNx_VoEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/APfhcw6dPP0/s72-c/Villa%2Bw-wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8048486584516258423</id><published>2011-12-06T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:02:25.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte Corday and the French Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZe79JlqbUM/Tt6ezxQt68I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oG6fVwN5zQI/s1600/corday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZe79JlqbUM/Tt6ezxQt68I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oG6fVwN5zQI/s320/corday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683154392022117314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the French Revolution unfolded between the years 1789 and 1794, a lot changed in France.   Along with political upheaval, the Catholic church was also regulated to the sidelines.   Baptism of infants was replaced by a ceremony of dedication.  Men wore long pants.  Women dressed in simple styles, and even bricks from the former Bastille were sold as doorstops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year, I had the opportunity to re-visit Paris.  This time, I was able to see the small soldiers that were played with by the Dauphin (the crown prince) while he was locked in the Temple.  Later, he would die from horrific abuse and neglect after his mother, Marie Antoinette was executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite person on the French Revolution was a 19 year old girl named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlotte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Corday&lt;/span&gt;.  She was a royalist who hailed from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vendee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;region of France, a region that was deeply Catholic and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;against the excesses of the revolution&lt;/span&gt;.   She chose to assassinate Marat, who died holding a list of proposed victims.  After stabbing Marat while he lay in his bathtub, she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;apprehended&lt;/span&gt; and quickly executed.   Charlotte Corday remained a favorite subject of many artists.   My granddaughter, Charlotte, is named after this French Revolution heroine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8048486584516258423?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8048486584516258423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8048486584516258423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/charlotte-corday-and-french-revolution.html' title='Charlotte Corday and the French Revolution'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZe79JlqbUM/Tt6ezxQt68I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oG6fVwN5zQI/s72-c/corday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-1507727935657044725</id><published>2011-11-10T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T13:25:26.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tally sticks and the House of Parliament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puEAkDQoGiI/TrxBPya3ZzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R6RXnfYz6_w/s1600/tally%2Bsticks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puEAkDQoGiI/TrxBPya3ZzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R6RXnfYz6_w/s320/tally%2Bsticks.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673481370068281138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tally sticks, or Taille sticks were the ancient medieval way that tax collection was done. In England, the sticks were made out of a soft wood, then notched and eventually broken in two after several years of tax collection.  One half of the stick was kept by the owner--the other half, by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As modern accounting methods developed in the later 18th and early 19th century, the taille sticks were no longer used. They were stored, however, in an official place.  In England, they were stored in the basement of the Parliament building.  Talk about a bunch of dry kindling--sticks that were centuries old, were heaped into bags.   It was time them were "shredded" or in this case, burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1834, on 16 October, the responsibility for disposing of the tally sticks fell to Richard  Whibley, the Clerk of Works at the Palace. He decided against burning  them on a bonfire out in the open, as he feared such an action would  upset the neighbours. The decision was made to burn the sticks in the  underfloor coal furnaces that heated the House of Lords chamber.  The Parliament buildings burned down (they later burned down again, during the London Blitz).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-1507727935657044725?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1507727935657044725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1507727935657044725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/tally-sticks-and-house-of-parliament.html' title='Tally sticks and the House of Parliament'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puEAkDQoGiI/TrxBPya3ZzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R6RXnfYz6_w/s72-c/tally%2Bsticks.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-2193924062318637098</id><published>2011-10-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:14:08.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balthasar Bekker and Superstition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6XWkR4T2E/TqBN94w5NGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D2V3f6DwDv8/s1600/witch%2Bpersecution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6XWkR4T2E/TqBN94w5NGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D2V3f6DwDv8/s320/witch%2Bpersecution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665614056836904034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Balthasar&lt;/span&gt; Bekker (1634-1698) was a Dutchman who did a great deal to end the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;terrible witchcraft persecutions&lt;/span&gt; that were set alight in Europe, and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Puritan&lt;/span&gt; New England, in the years between 1450-1700.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was thrown out of the ministry for his preaching against religious customs that helped inspire superstition and mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;His best known work was  &lt;i&gt;The World Bewitched&lt;/i&gt;  (1695), in which he examined critically the phenomena generally  ascribed to spiritual agency. He attacked the belief in sorcery and possession by the devil.  During the witchcraft persecutions, countless victims, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mainly elderly women&lt;/span&gt;, were killed when they were really showing signs of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dementia&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt;) or other physical maladies.  Even men and women with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cataracts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were seen to be as possessed by the devil.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The book had a sensational effect and was one of the key works of the Enlightenment in Europe. It was almost certainly the most controversial.  Bekker&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; became a heroic figure defying the superstition of the age.  &lt;sup id="cite_ref-8" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balthasar_Bekker#cite_note-8"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-2193924062318637098?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2193924062318637098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2193924062318637098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/balthasar-becker-and-superstition.html' title='Balthasar Bekker and Superstition'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6XWkR4T2E/TqBN94w5NGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/D2V3f6DwDv8/s72-c/witch%2Bpersecution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3398802632930888653</id><published>2011-10-04T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:06:51.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Darwin and his daughter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfH55U7au04/Tot3-fohf2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1rurf1kHoMk/s1600/annie-darwin-small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfH55U7au04/Tot3-fohf2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1rurf1kHoMk/s320/annie-darwin-small1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659749272248221538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite books is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Darwin, his daughter, and Human Evolution &lt;/span&gt;by Randall Keynes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  He was a great great grandson of Darwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students are learning about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Social Darwinism&lt;/span&gt; in 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Century I.   Of course, the Robber Barons were accused of using unfair business practices and workplace malpractice to gain profits on the backs of the poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robber Barons&lt;/span&gt; called themselves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Captains of Industry." &lt;/span&gt; They felt that the money they earned allowed them to increase production, build plants and provide jobs.  Both Andrew Carnegie and John D. Rockefeller were famous Robber Barons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, what about Darwin?  He died  before his ideas were applied to the workplace.  He never entered a church after he wrote  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Origin of the Species&lt;/span&gt;.  However, years later, his great great grandson found among Darwin's things was a small box filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mementos&lt;/span&gt; from the life of his daughter Annie, who died from a lingering illness at age 10.  Darwin's wife worried that he could not draw religious comfort from their tragic loss.   This story is the basis of the move &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creation&lt;/span&gt; made a few years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3398802632930888653?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3398802632930888653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3398802632930888653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/charles-darwin-and-his-daughter.html' title='Charles Darwin and his daughter....'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfH55U7au04/Tot3-fohf2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/1rurf1kHoMk/s72-c/annie-darwin-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8148151151157841566</id><published>2011-09-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:20:33.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Agriculture Revolution and Norman Borlaug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZqQlFMNLL0/Tnu0g6p73wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/m_gGEfVJv9I/s1600/Norman%2BBorlaug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZqQlFMNLL0/Tnu0g6p73wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/m_gGEfVJv9I/s320/Norman%2BBorlaug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655312234687749890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 9th grade history, we have learned a bit about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agricultural Revolution&lt;/span&gt; of the 1700's which helped boost food production.  Farmers used science to improve crop and livestock production.  With more food available, people could plan to have families.  As the population increased the demand for products grew, and this demand led to the inventiveness and expansion of the Industrial Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saved more human lives&lt;/span&gt; than anyone else in history? Who won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1970?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norman Borlaug &lt;/span&gt; is responsible for much of the progress humanity has made against hunger. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If people want to believe that the organic food has better nutritive value, it's up to them to make that foolish decision. But there's absolutely no research that shows that organic foods provide better nutrition.If some consumers believe that it's better from the point of view of their health to have organic food, God bless them. Let them buy it. Let them pay a bit more. It's a free society. But don't tell the world that we can feed the present population without chemical fertilizer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8148151151157841566?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8148151151157841566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8148151151157841566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/agriculture-revolution-and-norman.html' title='The Agriculture Revolution and Norman Borlaug.'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZqQlFMNLL0/Tnu0g6p73wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/m_gGEfVJv9I/s72-c/Norman%2BBorlaug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-7949217581074927951</id><published>2011-09-07T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:56:21.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBc2XzDcItg/Tmf5IH4lIcI/AAAAAAAAALs/68Dg0BtY7uk/s1600/alexander%2Bmcqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBc2XzDcItg/Tmf5IH4lIcI/AAAAAAAAALs/68Dg0BtY7uk/s320/alexander%2Bmcqueen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649758175510208962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Olsen had a great summer.  She was in Philadelphia and New York City on an National Endowment for the Humanities Grant.  She also was thrilled to see the Alexander McQueen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Savage Beauty&lt;/span&gt; exhibit.  There were many historical overtones in this exhibit including the Russia style dresses, left.  They were a modern twist on the costumes that might be seen in the Russia court of Alexander I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Olsen will be teaching the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 1:  Prep&lt;br /&gt;Period 2:  Freshman history&lt;br /&gt;Period 3:  Freshman history&lt;br /&gt;Period 4:  Freshman history&lt;br /&gt;Period 5:  Reading your way through history&lt;br /&gt;Period 6:  Advanced Placement European History&lt;br /&gt;Period 7:  Freshman history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-7949217581074927951?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7949217581074927951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7949217581074927951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBc2XzDcItg/Tmf5IH4lIcI/AAAAAAAAALs/68Dg0BtY7uk/s72-c/alexander%2Bmcqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-2995730532229251153</id><published>2011-06-17T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T16:03:56.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in Philadelphia and the Steens Mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCbUoL5snKU/TfvdWH99EZI/AAAAAAAAALc/fdZQRQKue6w/s1600/BenjaminFranklin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619328332240589202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCbUoL5snKU/TfvdWH99EZI/AAAAAAAAALc/fdZQRQKue6w/s320/BenjaminFranklin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school year of 2010-2011 has officially wrapped up--so thanks students for an exciting year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in Philadelphia and New York City in July. In Philadelphia, I'll be learning more about Benjamin Franklin. Each year, Mrs. Olsen manages to travel somewhere historical so I can be a better teacher in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the National Endowment for the Humanities will be my host. Most of the time, though, I'll be in Oregon, so I hope to see many of you around. One place I'll be camping in August is the Steen's Mountain wilderness area--part of the great Oregon Outback. Besides arrowhead hunting, I hope to have a good time picking up sunstones and spotting the occassional antelope. Of all the places I've been, Oregon is the most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fall we are going to have a new schedule. I may be having some of you in my classes, so I look forward to seeing you then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-2995730532229251153?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2995730532229251153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2995730532229251153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-in-philadelphia-and-steens.html' title='Summer in Philadelphia and the Steens Mountains'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCbUoL5snKU/TfvdWH99EZI/AAAAAAAAALc/fdZQRQKue6w/s72-c/BenjaminFranklin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5441933249788959981</id><published>2011-06-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:24:53.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitler was not Jewish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J44imOAAtv4/TefHWDBkfFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uRj3LemSr9g/s1600/young%2Bhitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J44imOAAtv4/TefHWDBkfFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uRj3LemSr9g/s320/young%2Bhitler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613674642123553874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All students in my history classes have been given their final exam study guide...happy studying, kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade history are reading a detailed biography of Adolf Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Marquita, who is mentioned in class from time to time, always said students should learn about Adolf Hitler as he had such a remarkable and terrible influence on the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century.  I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are many myths about Adolf Hitler.  One of the myths (which was taught by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sprague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; teacher years ago) was that Hitler was Jewish.  Though members of his family did work for Jewish employers from time to time, that did not mean they were possibly impregnated by them.  Hitler was not Jewish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitler hated the Jewish people.  This was called anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Semitism&lt;/span&gt; and had its origins in the emergence of science and race during the age of Social Darwinism and eugenics during the 1800's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students are learning the the Holocaust was a step by step process of what would be wholesale murders.  Various ideas were floated for the Jewish problem:  some included the far-fetched idea that Jews should be sent to the island of Madagascar.   The more enlightened ideas of the Nazi regime were to include quick transport and quick death, and immediate disposal of the bodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5441933249788959981?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5441933249788959981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5441933249788959981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/06/hitler-was-not-jewish.html' title='Hitler was not Jewish...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J44imOAAtv4/TefHWDBkfFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uRj3LemSr9g/s72-c/young%2Bhitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-6999482528821271058</id><published>2011-05-16T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:46:52.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fIs7vmWqCI/TdF_JlcWpGI/AAAAAAAAALI/9bnDtaAptxQ/s1600/flashman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fIs7vmWqCI/TdF_JlcWpGI/AAAAAAAAALI/9bnDtaAptxQ/s320/flashman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607402813699564642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in 11th grade history are learning about the Soviet Union's invasion of Afghanistan in 1979.  When Russia invaded, they had hopes of propping up the pro-Soviet forces that had allied themselves with the Soviet Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Russia and Britain vied for control of this region in the 1800's.  This interference was called "The Great Game," and Britain avidly fought to exert influence in the region to protect their interests in India.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;George MacDonald Fraser  set one of his Flashman novels during the Great Game.  Flashman was a fictional character who ends up in all sorts of scrapes throughout the colonial British empire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-6999482528821271058?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/6999482528821271058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/6999482528821271058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/05/great-game.html' title='The Great Game'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fIs7vmWqCI/TdF_JlcWpGI/AAAAAAAAALI/9bnDtaAptxQ/s72-c/flashman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-7350798568571800221</id><published>2011-05-04T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:41:50.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>President Hoover--Oregon's president</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZF3mKqj0SM/TcF82gsB9gI/AAAAAAAAALA/fgAYV1qTkCU/s1600/belgium%2Brelief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZF3mKqj0SM/TcF82gsB9gI/AAAAAAAAALA/fgAYV1qTkCU/s320/belgium%2Brelief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602896687355000322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Herbert Hoover&lt;/span&gt; (1874-1964) was raised in Oregon after his parents died.  He is well-known as the president who presided over the first 3 years of the Great Depression.  Hoover flags and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoovervilles&lt;/span&gt; and Hoover blankets were all part of the popular criticisms of President Hoover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Hoover had another reputation--and that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Master of Emergencies."&lt;/span&gt;  During the years after World War I, Hoover saved the lives of millions by overseeing the Belgium and Russian food relief program. When asked if he was not thus helping Bolshevism, Hoover retorted, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Twenty million people are starving. Whatever their politics, they shall be fed!"&lt;/span&gt; His engineering background helped him oversee an unprecedented movement of food supplies to help people whose lives hung in the balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of a thank-you, Belgium women took the flour sacks and returned them to the United States, filled with beautiful embroidery, and yes, Belgium lace at the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, after World War II, President Hover was again called out of retirement.  Even though President Truman was told to not have anything to do with Hoover, Truman invited Hoover to the White House and asked him to lead the relief effort.  Again, President Hoover traveled the world tirelessly helping with food distribution to starving millions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-7350798568571800221?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7350798568571800221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7350798568571800221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/05/president-hoover-oregons-president.html' title='President Hoover--Oregon&apos;s president'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZF3mKqj0SM/TcF82gsB9gI/AAAAAAAAALA/fgAYV1qTkCU/s72-c/belgium%2Brelief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-7696078959888717681</id><published>2011-04-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T10:58:12.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen Keller--one of the great icons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yF3WGj5l0k/TbHBrDeKMSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4qoYBayMQgM/s1600/1_61_030508_HellenKeller01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yF3WGj5l0k/TbHBrDeKMSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4qoYBayMQgM/s320/1_61_030508_HellenKeller01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598468757208576290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you were a small child who was placed in a room where you could not see or hear--and you were placed there permanently.  This happened to Helen Keller when she was just a year and a half old--she caught scarlet fever, an illness that left her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deaf&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt;.  Her story is referred to in our book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Witness&lt;/span&gt;, a novel about the Ku Klux Klan coming to Vermont.  I spoke with the students about dismay when I heard the lyrics from a popular song (even my four year old granddaughter knew the some of the lyrics).   Here's what a recent article has to say about this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A catchy new pop song that reference&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;s  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helen Keller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is being played all over the local airwaves, but it's also creating quite a controversy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The music video for the song titled "Don't Trust Me" shows band members from "3OH!3" wearing wrestling attire and dancing in their underwear with scantily clad young women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But for parents, the lyrics are even more disturbing than the outfits. Near the end of the song, the band sings, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shush girl. Shut your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Helen Keller embodies the achievements of generations of us, whether or not we have a disability. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This lyric perpetuates the stigma of disabilility&lt;/span&gt;," says Cleveland Sight Center Executive Director Steve Friedman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Friedman says the song's lyrics aren't just offensive to those with disabilities. "It's perpetuating the sexualization of women, the objectification of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-7696078959888717681?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7696078959888717681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7696078959888717681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/04/helen-keller-one-of-great-icons.html' title='Helen Keller--one of the great icons.'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yF3WGj5l0k/TbHBrDeKMSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4qoYBayMQgM/s72-c/1_61_030508_HellenKeller01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-1449542409359675441</id><published>2011-04-12T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:05:21.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taos Blue Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg2yoA3iUjM/TaSFwL7DtbI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7_DGKn3kopk/s1600/nixon-with-taos-elders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg2yoA3iUjM/TaSFwL7DtbI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7_DGKn3kopk/s320/nixon-with-taos-elders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594743699981710770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 11th grade history, students are learning about the American Indian Movement. This last summer I received a National Endowment for the Humanities grant to study  in Santa Fe, New Mexico. We were taken to the Taos Pueblo, outside of Taos, New Mexico to learn more about their sacred river, and its source, Taos Blue Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taos Blue Lake is in the mountains above the Pueblo.  The setting is beautiful, and it is patrolled by Native Americans who try to keep the site sacred and pristine, for to them, it is the source of the Pueblo peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the disorganized and predatory time of reservations and land grabs, Taos Blue Lake ended up in the hands of the federal government.  After years of advocating for the return of their lands, Richard Nixon signed the return of the lake to the Taos Pueblo.  He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“this is a bill that represents justice, because in 1906 an injustice was done in which land involved in this bill, 48,000 acres, was taken from the Indians involved, the Taos Pueblo Indians. The Congress of the United States now returns that land to whom it belongs… I can’t think of anything more appropriate or any action that could make me more proud as President of the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For this act, they revere him.  If you google Taos Blue Lake, you will only find one picture.  For the Taos people, it is so sacred, that they do not want it seen by those who are not of the tribe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-1449542409359675441?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1449542409359675441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1449542409359675441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/04/taos-blue-lake.html' title='Taos Blue Lake'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg2yoA3iUjM/TaSFwL7DtbI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7_DGKn3kopk/s72-c/nixon-with-taos-elders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8862136142452491357</id><published>2011-03-31T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:47:08.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pol Pot, the Khmer Rouge, and Somaly Mam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zz4fr01BS0/TZT2ROQk3LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oIK-UbTu-Ko/s1600/brothel_in_cambodia_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zz4fr01BS0/TZT2ROQk3LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oIK-UbTu-Ko/s320/brothel_in_cambodia_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590363813219458226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in 11th grade just read an article about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somaly Mam&lt;/span&gt; and her valiant efforts to diminish sex trafficking in her native country of Cambodia.  Somaly herself was sold into a brothel as a young child, escaped to France, and has since returned to lead the efforts to prevent and educate about the extensive sexual abuse of young girls that exists in Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambodia has a horrific record on sex trafficking.  This is partially due to the vacuum left after the murderous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pol Pot&lt;/span&gt; ruled in Cambodia, with his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khmer Rouge&lt;/span&gt; regime, from 1975 to 1979.  The country was left shattered, while generations of elders were slaughtered by youngsters with machine guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot turned the Cambodian clock back to year zero, forced the people out of the cities onto collective farms, and then taught the young to murder and commit mayhem.  The terror diminished only when the North Vietnamese invaded Cambodia and forced Pol Pot to flee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8862136142452491357?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8862136142452491357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8862136142452491357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/03/pol-pot-khmer-rouge-and-somaly-mam.html' title='Pol Pot, the Khmer Rouge, and Somaly Mam'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zz4fr01BS0/TZT2ROQk3LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oIK-UbTu-Ko/s72-c/brothel_in_cambodia_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3119583200123160014</id><published>2011-03-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T08:52:08.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dada and the end of World War I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddW1PDoE7iA/TYDcf0ovd_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/w_sErKzfWSk/s1600/dada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddW1PDoE7iA/TYDcf0ovd_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/w_sErKzfWSk/s320/dada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584705977202997234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the destruction of World War I, the world was in upheaval.  The shock set in about the waste of the war.  Throughout Europe, graveyards and memorials were put in order to commemorate the dead.  In culture, there were radical changes.  Students in AP Euro are learning about the movement called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DADA&lt;/span&gt;, which means "ridiculous" or "nonsensical."  It reflected the enormity of the death toll and the destruction of the war--one could not make sense of it.  It criticized the war profiteers, the moral decay, and the physical destruction of the "Great War."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DADA&lt;/span&gt; artists painted, sculpted and created seminal images that seem bizarre or ridiculous.  I went to a major DADA exhibit in 1978 in London, England.  I didn't quite understand what I was seeing, but I will always remember the bizarre images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a painting by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Grosz&lt;/span&gt;, whose art depicted this troubled time.  Grosz grew to admire America and eventually left Germany before Hitler's full domination of his homeland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3119583200123160014?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3119583200123160014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3119583200123160014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/03/dada-and-end-of-world-war-i.html' title='Dada and the end of World War I'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddW1PDoE7iA/TYDcf0ovd_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/w_sErKzfWSk/s72-c/dada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-4815882036147391993</id><published>2011-03-02T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:20:34.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wild Children of Revolutionary Russia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G90FpHjF_oE/TW5uJwJDogI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VjzBRwD49MQ/s1600/Besprizornye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G90FpHjF_oE/TW5uJwJDogI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VjzBRwD49MQ/s320/Besprizornye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579518102179389954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt; Social Studies, grade 9, students will be reading the book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wild Children&lt;/span&gt; by Felice Holman.  It is the story of the orphaned children after the catastrophic famine and upheaval of the Russian Revolution.  Millions of children were left orphaned by the disaster.  This is their story.  Here is the quote from the New York Times in 1932.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Russia's experience with her vagabond youth should prove a warning to us. The shelterless, or &lt;b&gt;bezprizorni&lt;/b&gt;, as they were called, came into being after the overthrow of the Russian monarchy in 1917 and increased so rapidly that they were estimated in a few years' time to number from 2,000,000 to 3,000,000 boys and girls. This army of children, many of them as young as 10 years, terrorized whole villages and cities and became known for their murders, robberies and other acts of violence. The "wild children of Russia" the press termed them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;. - Newton D. Baker The New York Times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;December 11, 1932&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-4815882036147391993?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/4815882036147391993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/4815882036147391993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/03/wild-children-of-revolutionary-russia.html' title='The Wild Children of Revolutionary Russia'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G90FpHjF_oE/TW5uJwJDogI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VjzBRwD49MQ/s72-c/Besprizornye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5067502028151592887</id><published>2011-02-22T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:28:12.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Mary Gift Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjmjwGDKZKs/TWP_zrQ3rYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0Asaw5kMruU/s1600/princess%2Bmary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjmjwGDKZKs/TWP_zrQ3rYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0Asaw5kMruU/s320/princess%2Bmary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576582026866699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first months of World War I, most of the participants hoped the war would be over by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first year of the war&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1914&lt;/span&gt;, Princess Mary, daughter of King George V and Queen Mary, thought of sending each soldier a special gift.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A special brass box&lt;/span&gt; was designed with a side profile picture of Princess Mary, along with the names of the various allies, including France, Russia, Belgium, Japan, Serbia and Montenegro.  It is interesting to note that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lusitania&lt;/span&gt; carried a large shipment of brass destined to be made for the gift boxes when it was  sunk in 1915.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was in the box?  Chocolate, a writing pad, a small pencil, a greeting card and cigarettes.  The ingredients varied according to who received them:  nurses got chocolates, and soldiers from India received sweets.  In 1996 (before the internet!), I came across one in an antique store in Calgary, Alberta where I was teaching school.  I was able to buy it for my daughter (named Mary) but also for my students to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in 9th grade were able to do a brass rubbing from the Queen Mary gift box, a death medal from World War I, and a small piece of trench art (in this case a matchbook holder) during their World War I centers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5067502028151592887?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5067502028151592887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5067502028151592887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/02/princess-mary-gift-box.html' title='Princess Mary Gift Box'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjmjwGDKZKs/TWP_zrQ3rYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0Asaw5kMruU/s72-c/princess%2Bmary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8765016620667959539</id><published>2011-02-09T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:18:24.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times at Faye Wright Elementary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TVNjA8jCrNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GJflOYTBpkQ/s1600/duck%2Band%2Bcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 250px; float: left; height: 295px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571906031891688658" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TVNjA8jCrNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GJflOYTBpkQ/s320/duck%2Band%2Bcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our 11th grade classes, students just finished learning about the circumstances behind the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuban Missile Crisis&lt;/span&gt;. All students were attentive and interested in how close we came to nuclear war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as a child of the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cold War&lt;/span&gt;, I can remember doing drills that were very different than the average fire drill. We had to line up inside the hallway and get down on our knees and put our hands over our head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was that was a time when we girls still wore dresses or skirts to school. I can remember one hand on my head and the other trying to pull my dress down! I  was going to protect myself from a nuclear bomb by following the drill, but the drill position was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can also remember talking with my two older brothers about whether &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salem, Oregon&lt;/span&gt; was targeted to have a bomb dropped on it....we were pretty sure it was, if the population of our town got above 100,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so glad&lt;/span&gt; my students don't have to live with the fear of nuclear war!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8765016620667959539?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8765016620667959539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8765016620667959539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-times-at-faye-wright-elementary.html' title='Good times at Faye Wright Elementary'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TVNjA8jCrNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GJflOYTBpkQ/s72-c/duck%2Band%2Bcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-2301806036339895531</id><published>2011-02-01T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:08:46.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la Vida!  Revolutions 1848 and 2011...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TUhpnsiXzLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LsBzUvjbHy4/s1600/VivaLaVida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TUhpnsiXzLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LsBzUvjbHy4/s320/VivaLaVida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568817069934759090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coldplay's&lt;/span&gt; recent album includes the song, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Viva la Vida.  &lt;/span&gt;The lyrics are compelling.  In the video on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that accompanies the song, we see Chris Martin, the lead singer, performing to the backdrop of two famous revolutionary paintings:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gericault's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raft of the Medusa&lt;/span&gt; and Delacroix's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Liberty Leading the People.&lt;/span&gt;  As we continue to see the events unfold in Egypt, AP Euro students will be analyzing this song's lyrics and the similarities among the revolutionaries of 1848 and Egypt 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to roll the dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One minute I held the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Next the walls were closed on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-2301806036339895531?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2301806036339895531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2301806036339895531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/02/viva-la-vida-revolutions-1848-and-2011.html' title='Viva la Vida!  Revolutions 1848 and 2011...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TUhpnsiXzLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LsBzUvjbHy4/s72-c/VivaLaVida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5706330847929724220</id><published>2011-01-19T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:17:41.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Men do tell Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TTc_AtkGHWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AE2TOQcSlQI/s1600/i-am-just-going-outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TTc_AtkGHWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AE2TOQcSlQI/s320/i-am-just-going-outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563985146103078242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In 9th grade history, students have learned about some fantastic geography stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;In 1912, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Falcon Scott (&lt;/span&gt;British&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roald Admundsen&lt;/span&gt; (Norwegian)  both set out to conquer the South Pole.&lt;br /&gt;The Norwegians were well-prepared.  They also zoomed as fast as they could to the pole, and did not take detailed scientific readings along the way.  They got to the South Pole first and planted the Norwegian Flag.&lt;br /&gt;Thirty five days later, Scott and his party showed up--too late!&lt;br /&gt;The return journey was a nightmare.  One man died along the way, while the other had a serious foot injury.  He eventually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went out into the blizzard&lt;/span&gt;, rather than slow his companions down--this is depicted in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the above painting&lt;/span&gt;.   Soon, they ran out of food and heating fuel.&lt;br /&gt;The remaining men froze to death in a tent.  A year later, their bodies were found along with Scott's diary where he outlined all that happened, and how the men  met their doom like stoic Englishmen.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Scott became more famous that Admundsen.  He was seen as a hero, who along with his men, bravely met their deaths in a British way.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diary is now available on line&lt;/span&gt;--and you can read it like a book.  Isn't the British library fantastic to put this up for all to read?  Here it is:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.bl.uk/onlinegallery/virtualbooks/index&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hint:  &lt;/span&gt;What is it called when you know the outcome of something--and the characters do not?  Dramatic Irony.  This diary is full of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dramatic irony&lt;/span&gt;, for we know that Scott and his men will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5706330847929724220?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5706330847929724220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5706330847929724220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/01/dead-men-do-tell-tales.html' title='Dead Men do tell Tales'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TTc_AtkGHWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AE2TOQcSlQI/s72-c/i-am-just-going-outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3043440437279761401</id><published>2011-01-05T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:01:36.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opium and Imperialism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TSSo_bL0hAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YLkFnK9fXZo/s1600/Opium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TSSo_bL0hAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YLkFnK9fXZo/s320/Opium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558753647664595970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before and after Christmas, 9th graders are learning about the benefits and harm of Imperialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even learned a brief account of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opium Wars&lt;/span&gt;.  These wars, which occurred in the middle of the 1800's was based on conflicts over the extent of European influence in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the complaints by China was Britain's continuing export of Indian Opium into China.  The British had learned that by exporting opium to China--they could avoid having to pay cash for Chinese goods, thereby addressing the large trade deficit that Britain had with China (sound familiar?).   Opium, a highly addictive substance, was desired by the Chinese and it was smoked in Opium dens throughout China, but especially in the port cities of Nanking and Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Opium wars are a sore spot for the Chinese.  In 2001, they banned the French fragrance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opium&lt;/span&gt; from being sold in China.  The rationale was that the fragrance sought to glorify the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;forbidden, sensual aspects of a substance that caused untold suffering for the Chinese&lt;/span&gt;."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opium&lt;/span&gt;--the fragrance--is still sold at our downtown Macy's.  I even have a small bottle that students get to "sniff" in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1999, coming back from Montana, I was shown a small silver case that was a portable opium smoking kit.  I did not have the money to buy it....but I remember the small little drawers where the opium seeds were crushed, oil was place with them, then the smoke traveled through a long tube.  It was a fascinating piece of history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3043440437279761401?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3043440437279761401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3043440437279761401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2011/01/opium-and-imperialism.html' title='Opium and Imperialism'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TSSo_bL0hAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YLkFnK9fXZo/s72-c/Opium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8112144877705824518</id><published>2010-12-26T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:17:19.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Break</title><content type='html'>Wow...I hope by now all my students had a happy holiday.  We finished up the last few weeks of the semester with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th grade:  Students continue to work on your Imperialism Poster.  It will be due the first week when we get back.  By the way, the Imperialism exam results were very strong across all three classes.  Congratulations, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade:  We were now entering the later stages of the Civil Rights Movement.  Students will be learning about the Nation of Islam, Black Power, and Malcolm X.  They were also given an opportunity to watch the films Malcolm X or Mississippi Burning for extra credit  These are R rated films and cannot be shown in my classroom, but their historical content is excellent.  Again, sorry about the R rating---history is often rated R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European History:  My students should be working on a French Revolution question packet, and questions 18-22 on the Industrial Revolution.  They were also given a list of extra credit films--all excellent (none rated R). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in a week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8112144877705824518?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8112144877705824518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8112144877705824518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-break.html' title='Holiday Break'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5230268213098099799</id><published>2010-12-13T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:01:41.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laduree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TQZBczoB3-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pY5s7RnRDcg/s1600/Laduree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TQZBczoB3-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pY5s7RnRDcg/s320/Laduree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550195553930960866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in Advanced Placement European History are learning about the French Revolution.  They were able to view a few excerpts from the movie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Antoinette was a teenager when she left her home in Austria and traveled to France to marry the Dauphin (crown prince) of France. Because it was an arranged marriage, it was difficult for her, but she grew to have a close friendship with her husband.  They would both die by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guillotine&lt;/span&gt; during the French Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, the director, Sofia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Copolla&lt;/span&gt; attempted to show the luxury of the court of Versailles.  She even commissioned the famous pastry house, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Laduree&lt;/span&gt;, to provide the pastries for some of the scenes.   It was a perfect contrast to the wide-spread hunger that existed among the lower classes of the third estate in pre-revolutionary France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Laduree&lt;/span&gt; remains very famous, and there are several branches in Paris.  Just browsing the site is a feast!   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.laduree.fr/v1/index.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5230268213098099799?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5230268213098099799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5230268213098099799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/12/laduree.html' title='Laduree'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TQZBczoB3-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pY5s7RnRDcg/s72-c/Laduree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3901949913519716741</id><published>2010-12-07T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:07:50.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wikileaks--THEN and NOW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TP6iGrJwhKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CTWtDoYd6Vk/s1600/180px-De_L%25C3%25B4me_Letter_-_Last_Page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TP6iGrJwhKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CTWtDoYd6Vk/s320/180px-De_L%25C3%25B4me_Letter_-_Last_Page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548050026513597602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaked telegrams and cables are nothing new in European and American History.  They have started wars and insulted national leaders...something that remains to be seen with the latest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wikileak&lt;/span&gt; releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, students in 9th grade are learning about the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Spanish American War&lt;/span&gt;, when the Americans moved into Cuba and the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the factors in the Spanish American war was a telegram from the Spanish Ambassador who said that the President of the United States, McKinley, was weak.  This was seen as a personal insult.  The telegram said : "...&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_McKinley" title="William McKinley"&gt;McKinley&lt;/a&gt; is weak and catering to the rabble and, besides, a low politician who desires to leave a door open to himself and to stand well with the jingos of his party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "leaking" of the De Lome letter was one of the factors that led to the Spanish American War.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3901949913519716741?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3901949913519716741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3901949913519716741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/12/wikileaks-then-and-now.html' title='Wikileaks--THEN and NOW...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TP6iGrJwhKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CTWtDoYd6Vk/s72-c/180px-De_L%25C3%25B4me_Letter_-_Last_Page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-7027114694794444202</id><published>2010-11-28T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:59:13.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TPNKUIxpH1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iQ9YQ-vEoYU/s1600/emmett_till_composite-266x191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 266px; float: left; height: 191px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544857276036751186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TPNKUIxpH1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iQ9YQ-vEoYU/s320/emmett_till_composite-266x191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In August of 1955, fourteen year old Emmett Till went to visit his uncle and cousins in Mississippi. He was warned before he went there to "behave." This meant, of course, behaving like a second class citizen in the segregated Southern states. He was told not to look at white people in the eye, or act forward, or draw attention to himself in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts are unclear, but Emmett may have playfully whistled at a white woman in a grocery store while he shopped with his cousins. Two days later, he was pulled from his bed and taken away, where he was beaten, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mutilated&lt;/span&gt; and shot. His body was pulled from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tallahassee&lt;/span&gt; River a few days later, maimed beyond recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmett &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Till's&lt;/span&gt; brutal murder is to the Civil Rights Movement as Pearl Harbor was to the start of World War II. His body was returned to Chicago for burial. His mother demanded that the coffin be open so she could see for herself what had been done to her son. She then said that she wanted the coffin open...so that the 50,000 mourners would also see the truth of the segregated South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later, Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat on the bus. When asked, years later, what she was thinking at that moment, she said: &lt;em&gt;I was thinking about that boy, Emmett Till, and I just couldn't go back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-7027114694794444202?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7027114694794444202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7027114694794444202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-1954-emmett-till-went-to-visit-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TPNKUIxpH1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iQ9YQ-vEoYU/s72-c/emmett_till_composite-266x191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5353161350013407560</id><published>2010-11-23T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:06:48.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Week--All classes</title><content type='html'>Parent Teacher Interviews are from 12 to 8 pm. today.   However, parents can contact me any time via e-mail.  Also, all parents should, by now, have the intouch pass number to keep on top of student's grades in all classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is homework over the Thanksgiving break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th graders--your creative writing assignment number 2 is due next week.&lt;br /&gt;11th graders--your creative writing assignment is due next week&lt;br /&gt;AP Euro history:  You must do the Enlightenment readings and chart on back.  This is due when we get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone, for being a super group of students during this fall semester.  Have a good Thanksgiving and be prepared to work hard during December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Olsen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5353161350013407560?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5353161350013407560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5353161350013407560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-week-all-classes.html' title='Thanksgiving Week--All classes'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3529481070834575737</id><published>2010-11-14T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:12:11.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of November 15th-19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TODBAGLnBYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pEzAWZ1ltLk/s1600/muller%2Bvs.%2Boregon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539639749069178242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TODBAGLnBYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pEzAWZ1ltLk/s320/muller%2Bvs.%2Boregon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Florence Kelley (1859-1932) was one of the great woman reformers of the Progressive Era. She campaigned tirelessly for labor rights, including limits on child labor and women's working hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she was born into a wealthy family, she learned from example. Her own father removed himself from his business so that he could become an abolitionist preacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence also had four other sisters--but none of her sisters survived childhood. She grew up the only surviving daughter and only had a distant memory of her small sisters who died young. Really, however, we should all claim "sisterhood" with Florence Kelley. Her whole life was devoted to helping others. She was a socialist who even corresponded with Engels. At this time, however, socialism did not have the negative conotations that it has today. Socialists were responsible for supporting political and judicial reforms that we would take for granted today. One of the cases she supported was &lt;strong&gt;Muller vs. Oregon&lt;/strong&gt;. When Mr. Muller overworked his female employee, the State of Oregon fined him $10.00. He took his appeal to the Supreme Court of the United States, where Justice Brandeis prepapared a long brief, based on studies that showed the harmful effects of long working hours on the female body. Mr. Muller lost....and soon other laws would support greater protections for women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3529481070834575737?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3529481070834575737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3529481070834575737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-of-november-15th-19th.html' title='Week of November 15th-19th'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TODBAGLnBYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pEzAWZ1ltLk/s72-c/muller%2Bvs.%2Boregon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-1483255957624993553</id><published>2010-11-07T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:03:33.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day--Remembrance Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNc9nYffsgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MneGMMEKN24/s1600/sheep+vimy+ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962013674058242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNc9nYffsgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MneGMMEKN24/s320/sheep+vimy+ridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After teaching in Canada for 20 years, I came back and experienced my first American Veteran's day. Though I was born in Salem and attended Sprague, when I lived in Canada this was a day that was honored with respect and reverence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, in almost every school there was an assembly about war and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone wore a fabric poppy to honor the soldiers who fell in the war. The Flanders poppies grew prolifically over the graves in the years just after the war. Of course, another Canadian also wrote the poem "In Flander's Fields."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canadians were also very proud of their victory along the Arras line in 1917 April 9th. This was the Battle of Vimy Ridge. I have been to the battlefield twice, and it is preserved as a park because the land was given to Canada for a memorial by France to honor the men who died there. Driving in the area of the Western Front is a bit sad, for just as there are fields of grain, there are also fields of graves. The Canadian graves have maple leafs on them. The memorial to the fallen soldiers is considered one of the most beautiful, if not the most beautiful of all the foreign monuments along the Western Front. The park still has the trenches and shell holes that are now covered in grass. A small flock of sheep is used to trim the grass as the undulations make it difficult for a traditional lawn mower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-1483255957624993553?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1483255957624993553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/1483255957624993553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/veterans-day-remembrance-day.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day--Remembrance Day'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNc9nYffsgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MneGMMEKN24/s72-c/sheep+vimy+ridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-4702253835224121623</id><published>2010-11-02T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:08:41.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Levellers, Diggers and Ranters....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNCLfeWYZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XADj--9Uwyw/s1600/diggers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNCLfeWYZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XADj--9Uwyw/s320/diggers.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535077314877482882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England faced a civil war between the years 1642 and 1646.  It was a war over three main issues, the power of Parliament vs. the King, and the friction between the Puritans and the Anglicans and Catholics, and the inequalities among the various social classes.  The King of England, Charles I, was even executed in 1649.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of "groups" came out of the woodwork to exert their beliefs.  If the world was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turned upside down&lt;/span&gt; with the civil war, and the execution of the King, now was a chance for them to have their say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Levellers&lt;/span&gt;, whose ideas included the levelling of social differences....&lt;br /&gt;and what about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ranters&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seekers,&lt;/span&gt; who questioned everything in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quakers &lt;/span&gt;were another group that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emerged&lt;/span&gt; during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite group were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diggers&lt;/span&gt;, who insisted on no private ownership of land.  They were fed up with the large noble estates and wanted a more equitable land distribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of these groups had ideas that are termed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Christian Communism."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these groups were a headache for Cromwell and he became the "tyrant" to control the government.  He became the very thing he detested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-4702253835224121623?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/4702253835224121623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/4702253835224121623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/levellers-diggers-and-ranters.html' title='Levellers, Diggers and Ranters....'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TNCLfeWYZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XADj--9Uwyw/s72-c/diggers.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-2540009520266049742</id><published>2010-10-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:47:04.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Polio epidemic of the 1950's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TMTFbeM9PYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5REBPxd9rR4/s1600/photo91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531763318072360322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TMTFbeM9PYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5REBPxd9rR4/s320/photo91.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the 1950's--but even in the years before, Polio, a disease that paralyzed the nervous system, was a terrible fear for parents of young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second grade teacher was a victim of polio and so were some of my other teachers in junior high and college. I even had a distant cousin who was chosen as the March of Dimes poster girl one year in Utah. During the 1950's it was a race for scientists to find a vaccination. In this case it was Dr. Jonas Salk, and later Dr. Sabin whose efforts helped eliminate polio in American. When children are very young, they are given the polio vaccination, and boosters in the years to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people were very unfortunate. For them, iron lungs were developed which would help them to breathe until they recovered and could breathe on their own. However, others remained in iron lungs the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-2540009520266049742?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2540009520266049742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/2540009520266049742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/10/polio-epidemic-of-1950s.html' title='The Polio epidemic of the 1950&apos;s'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TMTFbeM9PYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5REBPxd9rR4/s72-c/photo91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-3168851797269661405</id><published>2010-10-19T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:26:10.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Bartholomew's Day Massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TL3UmPldk_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZpBnZGmoqoA/s1600/St.+Bartholomew%27s+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TL3UmPldk_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZpBnZGmoqoA/s320/St.+Bartholomew%27s+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529809670964614130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In European History, students are learning about the religious wars.   Perhaps the most famous incident of the wars involved the religious wars in France.  Henri of Navarre was in Paris to marry the beautiful French princess, Marguerite, or Margot.  As a Protestant, Henri brought with him thousands of followers.  The leader of the Huguenot nobles was Gaspard de Coligny.  He was assassinated during the wedding week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to "cover up" the assassination, Catherine de Medici ordered the murder of other leading Huguenots.  They were in town...and this was an opportunity.  Wholesale slaugher broke out, and in the next few days and weeks, thousands were killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Paris, the bodies of ten thousand Huguenots lay stripped and murdered in the streets.  This included men, women and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film, Queen Margot, was made in the 1990's about this event.  As you can imagine, it received an R rating.  Yes, history is often R rated or even X rated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-3168851797269661405?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3168851797269661405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/3168851797269661405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/10/st-bartholomews-day-massacre.html' title='St. Bartholomew&apos;s Day Massacre'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TL3UmPldk_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZpBnZGmoqoA/s72-c/St.+Bartholomew%27s+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-5374397999836695022</id><published>2010-10-09T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:52:06.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa was a communist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TLEcNXcMOaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6yoh2bnd4JQ/s1600/rediceberg_cvr_510%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526229233716443554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TLEcNXcMOaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6yoh2bnd4JQ/s320/rediceberg_cvr_510%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, students in 11th grade history learned about the McCarthy hearings and the Communist 'Witch hunts' of the early 1950's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people had joined the communist party during the 1930's, including my own grandfather. There were Americans who felt let down by failure of the capitalist system which created the Great Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those in Hollywood who flirted with Communism, or went to "communist" meetings, their actions came back to haunt them. Hollywood was targeted as a hotbed of communist ideology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalton Trumbo was one of the writers who was targeted. He was blacklisted, and would not receive credit for many of the screenplays he wrote. After 1989, when Communism fell, it was revealed that spying by Russian moles was more widespread than previously thought. Maybe McCarthy was right...but he was clearly wrong the way he went about fighting the perceived communist threats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-5374397999836695022?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5374397999836695022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/5374397999836695022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/10/grandpa-was-communist.html' title='Grandpa was a communist...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TLEcNXcMOaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6yoh2bnd4JQ/s72-c/rediceberg_cvr_510%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-7797563367136484897</id><published>2010-09-24T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:09:29.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJ0hgeydFLI/AAAAAAAAAII/kMEJo_b4-ss/s1600/Child+labor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJ0hgeydFLI/AAAAAAAAAII/kMEJo_b4-ss/s320/Child+labor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520605560130311346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hine&lt;/span&gt; was one of the great photographers of the Progressive Era, when cities and communities tried to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ameliorate&lt;/span&gt; the difficult working conditions facing working class Americans.  He had a special interest in child labor, and his pictures are now considered "iconic," along with those of the WPA photographers.  This doesn't mean that they are any less sad...for some children it meant a lost childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last years of his life were filled with professional struggles due to loss of government and corporate patronage. Nobody was interested in his work, past or present, and Lewis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hine&lt;/span&gt; was consigned to the same level of poverty as he had earlier recorded in his pictures. He died at age 66 on November 3, 1940 in New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-7797563367136484897?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7797563367136484897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/7797563367136484897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/09/lewis-hine-was-one-of-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJ0hgeydFLI/AAAAAAAAAII/kMEJo_b4-ss/s72-c/Child+labor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-6944518969022260191</id><published>2010-09-15T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:05:49.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJDu0DnXWAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3WaCcvBiplw/s1600/semmelweis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJDu0DnXWAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3WaCcvBiplw/s320/semmelweis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517172121619879938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite true accounts from history is that of Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Semmelweis&lt;/span&gt;. My grandfather's first wife died after giving birth to my uncle Harold. She died of "childbirth" fever, a common cause of death in new mothers because of an infection that entered through the birth canal when the doctor, or midwife lacked proper sanitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are famous cases of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puerperal&lt;/span&gt; fever--Jane Seymour, Henry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VIII's&lt;/span&gt; wife died shortly after giving birth to the future Edward VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Semmelweis&lt;/span&gt; discovered his germ theory in Vienna clinics for poor women--where he noticed the higher death rate for mothers who were attended by medical students who had just finished performing autopsies. They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; passing germs from the cadavers to the new mothers! Those mothers who were helped by medical students who just had lectures had a much lower death rate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;The students were told to wash their hands in a solution of carbolic acid and water, and the death rate dropped dramatically. This was further proof of "germs" that existed on hands. Semmelweiss&lt;/span&gt; went insane partly due to stress when few believe his ideas. HE died in 1847--but he is now referred to as the "Savior of Mothers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-6944518969022260191?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/6944518969022260191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/6944518969022260191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-of-my-favorite-true-accounts-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TJDu0DnXWAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3WaCcvBiplw/s72-c/semmelweis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7703694816476330359.post-8931048403738331175</id><published>2010-09-08T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:59:53.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TIfA-o_UgmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XuJAEUuaNJ4/s1600/BOG+person.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514588451125887586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TIfA-o_UgmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XuJAEUuaNJ4/s320/BOG+person.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The School year has begun and we are off to another great year in history...&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Olsen finally got the password back for the blog so I hope to have it updated each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For European History, students will be learning about the mysterious BOG people whose remains were discovered in the peat bogs of Northern Europe. Were they thrown in as punishment--or some sacrificial ritual--who knows, but the chemicals in the peat preserved the bodies so we can see astonishing details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beowulf and all the Northern legends reflected the geography of Europe, the dark, cold, wet forests. Even The Lord of the Rings was inspired by the ancient druidic ruins found in the British Isles and Normandy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7703694816476330359-8931048403738331175?l=olsenhistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8931048403738331175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7703694816476330359/posts/default/8931048403738331175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olsenhistory.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back....'/><author><name>Mrs. Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06248224352761338022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jFBJnBAQBHI/TIfA-o_UgmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XuJAEUuaNJ4/s72-c/BOG+person.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
