Showing posts with label gender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gender. Show all posts
February 4, 2013
January 18, 2013
August 30, 2012
Be true to your school?
My alma mater, Trinity High School, is the subject of a short article.
I have few opinions about single-gender education, but I make two observations: (1) In the 1960s and 1970s, the boys who attended our "brother school," Fenwick High School, were much better prepared for university work than we were. Although we had solid training in the humanties, the Fenwick boys were better educated in the hard sciences (example: Mr. Irene); and (2) after four years at a single-gender institution, I found it rough to adapt to a co-ed setting. During my first year at university, I slowly adjusted to men in the classroom. During my second year, our small dormitory went coed.
I have few opinions about single-gender education, but I make two observations: (1) In the 1960s and 1970s, the boys who attended our "brother school," Fenwick High School, were much better prepared for university work than we were. Although we had solid training in the humanties, the Fenwick boys were better educated in the hard sciences (example: Mr. Irene); and (2) after four years at a single-gender institution, I found it rough to adapt to a co-ed setting. During my first year at university, I slowly adjusted to men in the classroom. During my second year, our small dormitory went coed.
December 18, 2011
A Class Portrait
My Mom's medical-school classmates pose for a photo. I earlier posted a photo of this group as they first gathered for this snapshot.
Most of these students were Displaced Persons.
Erlangen, Germany, 1946 or 1947, My Mom stands in the second row, on the far left.
Most of these students were Displaced Persons.
Erlangen, Germany, 1946 or 1947, My Mom stands in the second row, on the far left.
November 9, 2011
The Student Body
What is unusual about this group of medical students?
Erlangen, Germany, 1946 or 1947. My Mom, third from left, with the dark cardigan draped over her shoulders, gathers with her medical-school classmates before they posed for a formal portrait.
The answer is obvious, and it isn't "anklets."
Erlangen, Germany, 1946 or 1947. My Mom, third from left, with the dark cardigan draped over her shoulders, gathers with her medical-school classmates before they posed for a formal portrait.
The answer is obvious, and it isn't "anklets."
October 30, 2011
History Class
Here's a snapshot of a history class in Lithuania. There's a map on one wall, and the other wall features images of medieval rulers—probably Mindaugas or Vytautas.
It's not a single-gender school. When you first look at the room, it seems as if they've segregated the children by gender on different sides of the room. But there's one row of boys in the girls' half of the room. Had they misbehaved?
The children are not wearing uniforms. It must be cold, though, because a few of the girls have scarves wrapped around their necks.
What's with the boy standing next to the teacher? Is there no desk space for him?
Jablonskio Pradžios Mokykla, Kaunas, Lithuania, 1932-1933. My Dad, the dark-haired boy in the second row, on the aisle, is looking at his desktop surface. He appears to be the only child who has no reading materials on his desk.
It's not a single-gender school. When you first look at the room, it seems as if they've segregated the children by gender on different sides of the room. But there's one row of boys in the girls' half of the room. Had they misbehaved?
The children are not wearing uniforms. It must be cold, though, because a few of the girls have scarves wrapped around their necks.
What's with the boy standing next to the teacher? Is there no desk space for him?
Jablonskio Pradžios Mokykla, Kaunas, Lithuania, 1932-1933. My Dad, the dark-haired boy in the second row, on the aisle, is looking at his desktop surface. He appears to be the only child who has no reading materials on his desk.
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