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October Gave a Party . . . 

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10/31/2008 

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“October’s Party”

 

“October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came—
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.”
—George Cooper (1838-1927)

 

October can’t pass without my mom reciting this poem (this is not all of it). And since this is the last blog that I’ll do in October, I thought I’d share some of it with all of you. Whoever you may be. My mom learned this poem while she was in third grade. Her teacher made her class memorize it during the fall; ever since then it’s been a favorite and she’s been sharing it with me for as long as I can remember. Because of the poem’s influence, I’d have to say that October is my favorite month of the year—trumping November with Thanksgiving and December with my birthday, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. The turning of the leaves beats twinkle lights in the snow too. I guess because it’s more natural and has an old-world, simple beauty about it.

Here at Southern, the leaves have just begun to really turn. All though it’s still quite green it’s getting more colorful by the day. This morning I attached some colorful fall leaves—colored red, orange, and green all in one—to my bedroom window. (I like this season a lot! Can you tell?)

Speaking of fall, the Fall Festival is tonight (I’m writing this Sunday)! As well as the grand opening for the Hulsey Wellness Center and the ground-breaking for the new middle school at the church. Busy day! This weekend was also Homecoming. Many of Southern’s former students returned to visit their alma mater and the friends and professors who would be here to greet them. I was able to attend one of the banquets as a photographer for Marketing (I was just filling in—I am usually the writer), and it was so neat to see the people who came before us get together and hang out just as if they were still here as students. But unlike a lot of people today, these folks loved having their picture taken and didn’t mind me pointing the camera their way in the least bit.

Along with alumni weekend, the Heritage Singers were in town. Apparently they hadn’t been in Collegedale for a concert in more than twenty years, and the church where the concert was held was packed to capacity to prove it. I was there around 4:45 PM for the 5:30 concert, and already most of the bottom level of the church was filled. The concert was really good though. I hadn’t grown up listening to them, so it was new to me. A friend had told me that they were coming to my area and said they were good, so I thought I’d check it out.

Well, another week is starting and that means more homework—a lot of homework. I’m still trying to get back on track from the day I missed while I was gone on the Adventist Heritage Tour. If there is a piece of advice that I could give to new students on class trips, it is that they’re fun and wonderful and totally worth it but they will make you get a little behind if you’re not careful.

In closing, always stop to smell the roses—or in my case, watch the leaves fall like over-sized colorful snowflakes on warm autumn days—because it will help you not get as stressed out if you live above school work and deadlines.

Here’s an extra quote to end with:

“October's poplars are flaming torches
lighting the way to winter.”
—Nova Bair

 
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October Gave a Party . . .
October 31, 2008

 

“October’s Party”

 

“October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came—
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.”
—George Cooper (1838-1927)

 

October can’t pass without my mom reciting this poem (this is not all of it). And since this is the last blog that I’ll do in October, I thought I’d share some of it with all of you. Whoever you may be. My mom learned this poem while she was in third grade. Her teacher made her class memorize it during the fall; ever since then it’s been a favorite and she’s been sharing it with me for as long as I can remember. Because of the poem’s influence, I’d have to say that October is my favorite month of the year—trumping November with Thanksgiving and December with my birthday, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. The turning of the leaves beats twinkle lights in the snow too. I guess because it’s more natural and has an old-world, simple beauty about it.

Here at Southern, the leaves have just begun to really turn. All though it’s still quite green it’s getting more colorful by the day. This morning I attached some colorful fall leaves—colored red, orange, and green all in one—to my bedroom window. (I like this season a lot! Can you tell?)

Speaking of fall, the Fall Festival is tonight (I’m writing this Sunday)! As well as the grand opening for the Hulsey Wellness Center and the ground-breaking for the new middle school at the church. Busy day! This weekend was also Homecoming. Many of Southern’s former students returned to visit their alma mater and the friends and professors who would be here to greet them. I was able to attend one of the banquets as a photographer for Marketing (I was just filling in—I am usually the writer), and it was so neat to see the people who came before us get together and hang out just as if they were still here as students. But unlike a lot of people today, these folks loved having their picture taken and didn’t mind me pointing the camera their way in the least bit.

Along with alumni weekend, the Heritage Singers were in town. Apparently they hadn’t been in Collegedale for a concert in more than twenty years, and the church where the concert was held was packed to capacity to prove it. I was there around 4:45 PM for the 5:30 concert, and already most of the bottom level of the church was filled. The concert was really good though. I hadn’t grown up listening to them, so it was new to me. A friend had told me that they were coming to my area and said they were good, so I thought I’d check it out.

Well, another week is starting and that means more homework—a lot of homework. I’m still trying to get back on track from the day I missed while I was gone on the Adventist Heritage Tour. If there is a piece of advice that I could give to new students on class trips, it is that they’re fun and wonderful and totally worth it but they will make you get a little behind if you’re not careful.

In closing, always stop to smell the roses—or in my case, watch the leaves fall like over-sized colorful snowflakes on warm autumn days—because it will help you not get as stressed out if you live above school work and deadlines.

Here’s an extra quote to end with:

“October's poplars are flaming torches
lighting the way to winter.”
—Nova Bair

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