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		<title>By: Catina</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/2010/01/28/i-touch-the-future-i-teach-2/comment-page-1/#comment-823</link>
		<dc:creator>Catina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 14:35:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think I may have been in Colin&#039;s class - or at least in one of the next door classes and I remember it very much the same as he does.  I remember seeing my teacher cry.  I remember that one of our teachers from the school had applied for the position.  And then I remember watching it over and over on TV - on those same media carts that Colin spoke about - throughout an indoor recess that day.  It was certainly one of the most upsetting and significant experiences of my early childhood.

What was interesting was that many years later I was substitute teaching, just after college.  I was subbing for an earth science class for 2 days in a row and they were watching a video about NASA.  Just as the bell was about to ring the video signified that tomorrow we&#039;d be watching the footage about the challenger.  So I stood up and started to tell the students how it had affected my early childhood.  I looked up to meet with blank stares.  It was then that it hit me... &quot;how many of you know what the space shuttle Challenger is?&quot;  Only 3 hands went up.  It was truly the first time I realized I was in a different generation.  This hugely significant event in my life was unknown to these high school students I was teaching.  It was sad to me in more ways than one.  It was certainly something that stands out in my mind as a powerful memory - one of the first times I think I realized that things don&#039;t always work out the way they are supposed to - and like you said - a feeling of fear.

Thanks for posting this memory.  I really enjoyed reading it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think I may have been in Colin&#8217;s class &#8211; or at least in one of the next door classes and I remember it very much the same as he does.  I remember seeing my teacher cry.  I remember that one of our teachers from the school had applied for the position.  And then I remember watching it over and over on TV &#8211; on those same media carts that Colin spoke about &#8211; throughout an indoor recess that day.  It was certainly one of the most upsetting and significant experiences of my early childhood.</p>
<p>What was interesting was that many years later I was substitute teaching, just after college.  I was subbing for an earth science class for 2 days in a row and they were watching a video about NASA.  Just as the bell was about to ring the video signified that tomorrow we&#8217;d be watching the footage about the challenger.  So I stood up and started to tell the students how it had affected my early childhood.  I looked up to meet with blank stares.  It was then that it hit me&#8230; &#8220;how many of you know what the space shuttle Challenger is?&#8221;  Only 3 hands went up.  It was truly the first time I realized I was in a different generation.  This hugely significant event in my life was unknown to these high school students I was teaching.  It was sad to me in more ways than one.  It was certainly something that stands out in my mind as a powerful memory &#8211; one of the first times I think I realized that things don&#8217;t always work out the way they are supposed to &#8211; and like you said &#8211; a feeling of fear.</p>
<p>Thanks for posting this memory.  I really enjoyed reading it.</p>
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		<title>By: Ari</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/2010/01/28/i-touch-the-future-i-teach-2/comment-page-1/#comment-821</link>
		<dc:creator>Ari</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 00:26:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember hearing about it when I was young and finding it so very sad. Sweet of you to remember. I&#039;m sure now I&#039;ll remember this date too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember hearing about it when I was young and finding it so very sad. Sweet of you to remember. I&#8217;m sure now I&#8217;ll remember this date too.</p>
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		<title>By: Colin</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdyan.com/blog/2010/01/28/i-touch-the-future-i-teach-2/comment-page-1/#comment-819</link>
		<dc:creator>Colin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 16:51:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I may have told this story in one of your prior posts in years past on the subject, but I’ll tell it again.  In my fifth grade class on that morning we weren’t watching it live, which I was kind of surprised by after months of hype from NASA and the school.  I had a big interest in it too.  That morning while we were doing some sort of task, our guidance counselor came by the room and pulled our teacher out for a minute.  When they stepped out in the hall, I noticed the guidance counselor started to cry while she was talking to my teacher.  I think I was the only one that noticed it.  I didn’t think much of it, although I did find it unusual.  I thought some sort of family emergency must have come up.  The teacher then came back in the room and acted with a business as usual demeanor.  About fifteen minutes later, all of the fifth grade classes were notified that an accident with the Challenger space shuttle had occurred and that we were going to watch the news.  They then brought in a media cart and we watched replays of exactly what you described.  It was only then that I understood the scope of what had happened.

By the way – it’s nice to see words from you.  I got addicted to visiting your blog on almost a daily basis in December with your nablopomo posts.  Until now for this January I visited it and left with the shakes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I may have told this story in one of your prior posts in years past on the subject, but I’ll tell it again.  In my fifth grade class on that morning we weren’t watching it live, which I was kind of surprised by after months of hype from NASA and the school.  I had a big interest in it too.  That morning while we were doing some sort of task, our guidance counselor came by the room and pulled our teacher out for a minute.  When they stepped out in the hall, I noticed the guidance counselor started to cry while she was talking to my teacher.  I think I was the only one that noticed it.  I didn’t think much of it, although I did find it unusual.  I thought some sort of family emergency must have come up.  The teacher then came back in the room and acted with a business as usual demeanor.  About fifteen minutes later, all of the fifth grade classes were notified that an accident with the Challenger space shuttle had occurred and that we were going to watch the news.  They then brought in a media cart and we watched replays of exactly what you described.  It was only then that I understood the scope of what had happened.</p>
<p>By the way – it’s nice to see words from you.  I got addicted to visiting your blog on almost a daily basis in December with your nablopomo posts.  Until now for this January I visited it and left with the shakes.</p>
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		<title>By: Space Shuttle Challenger</title>
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		<dc:creator>Space Shuttle Challenger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:38:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Space Shuttle Challenger &#124; AXI</title>
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		<dc:creator>Space Shuttle Challenger &#124; AXI</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:32:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Space Shuttle Challenger - Nardu</title>
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		<dc:creator>Space Shuttle Challenger - Nardu</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 15:14:48 +0000</pubDate>
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