Saturday, October 04, 2014

Friday at Jonesborough

National Storytelling Festival
Friday, October 3, 2014
Library Tent
10 a.m.


It is just too overwhelming at a little past midnight to try to create a post to do justice to the eight and a half hours of entertainment we have enjoyed today, beginning with the Healing Force at ten this morning and ending with John McCutcheon’s tribute to Pete Seeger that climaxed at midnight with “This Land”.

I’ll just try to add an outline and fill in a few details as I get time:

10 am

I was thrilled to have as a seat mate Debbie Harley, Bill’s wife. My girls grew up to Bill Harley tapes, and I was glad to get a chance to talk with Debbie about how much we have loved Bill  all these years. 

Emcee: Ed Stivender
The Healing Force

I had never heard “The Healing Force”. What a dynamic family. Mama Gail, daughter Sonja, son, Kareem, and Baba Joseph. The four gather in their traditional African garb, with African instruments, and begin chants: “Joliah!”

Bil Lepp

Bil told his wonderful story of Ms. Baird, his fourth grade teacher who was probably (undercover) Wonder Woman.

As Bill Harley took the stage I was thrilled to hear Debbie cheering and laughing as much as the rest of us for her husband as she listened to his songs and stories that she must have heard many times. He sang “Everybody’s a Baby About Something” which required the audience to “whine in harmony”. Then he told his Belly Flop story that, he said, illustrates that “tragedy plus distance equals humor”. We all had those very early and impractical and eventually humiliating infatuations. His involved Kristi the lifeguard.

And he ended up with his classic poem “Dirty Joe”.

Petite Regi Carpenter, or Reddy Kilowatt?, performed a jazzy Three Little Pigs, then Onanana and the Elephant, and finally The Gingerbread Man.

1:00

Young teen Anita Norman, the national Read Poetry Out Loud champion for 2014 recited two poems, answered questions from the emcee, then recited a poem of her own. What amazing poise and thoughtfulness!

Carmen Deedy old the “Stupidest Story Ever” that her grandchild wants constantly repeated: Herman the Wormman. Then came Learning Curve about her little Cuban mom. and finally “For Want of An Eyebrow". Hilarious!

2:30

Welsh storyteller Daniel Morden wandered the stage telling his tale and directly interacting with his ASL interpreter. His was an English Jack Tale, about tricking a giant to win the squire’s daughter.

Tim Lowry told about the National Anthem and the lesser known folk who are not the Stars or the Stripes, but who are the very threads and fabric of that Star-spangled Banner. He followed that with a tale of Jennifer and Jeremy and the Big Green Frog. He recited a poem about Watermelon by James Whicomb Riley, and finished with “Plundering”.

4:00

Tim Tingle is Choctaw and told “Crossing Bok Chitto” which is the story in his award-winning children’s book about the Choctaw helping slaves to escape to freedom. “We are all part,” he says, “of the human... walk. It’s not a race.”

Donald Davis finished up the afternoon telling with his famous tale of Terrell Tubbs and the coaster bike with bad brakes: LS-MFT.

At that point we had John And Ruthy Countryman, and their Scots friend Ethel join us for a ride to The Balck Olive for a delicious dinner and wonderful coversation. What a joy are kindred spirits!

The evening program was the annual “olio” a program of eight tellers and eight stories of only about ten or fifteen minutes. The wonderful Jim May emceed, and introduced first Donald Davis again, who Jim said, created a “sea change”in storytelling by introducing more personal tales in the early eighties. Donald told about the day he finally got to go to the barber with his mother... and ended up with a “duck tail”.

Megan Wells told the story of Lady Godiva, who rode through the town naked but unseen “by all but one. His name was Tom, but that’s another story.”

Bobby Norfolk told of “Three Strong Women” and Tom Lee of “The Sun God”

Regi Carpenter told of learning to read “Run Dick Run” and “How the PBJ was Created”

Pipp Gillete, a singing cowboy, sang of Higher Education, Diamond Joe, and Lovelady, Texas.

Dovie Thomason, another Native American teller told of Iroquois mothers and mice.

Bil Lepp finished the olio with a tall tale about changing an airplane tire... in flight! “You don’t need a jack at 30,000 feet.”

The night ended with our most earnestly anticipated concert, John McCutcheon’s tribute to Pete Seeger. John sang, and played, and led us in singing eighteen numbers. Songs Pete sang. Songs Pete wrote. And he interspersed his own memories of Pete and Toshi and Mike and Woody.

We were very tired but happy as we filed out toward our cars and then the B&B with This Land Is Your Land still ringing in our ears. ALL the verses.

Friday, October 03, 2014

Suzy Bogguss Pre-Festival Concert

Thursday, October 2, 2014
7:30 P.M.
Library Tent on the Festival Groundsin the Library Tent on the Grounds of the
National Storytelling Festival


Suzy Bogguss
Pre-Festival Concer
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It has become a tradition to schedule a musical concert on the night before the National Storytelling Festival opens. This year the wonderful Suzy Bogguss rocked us with her country songs, accompanied by Charlie Chadwick (creator of the famous Chadwick Folding Bass) on bass, and Craig Smith (of the Orkney Islands) on guitar.

Suzy sang fifteen songs, interspersed with a little storytelling about them, and was called back for an encore of her signature “Cowboy’s Sweetheart”.

Several of the numbers were from her new album of Merle Haggard songs, like “Today I Started Loving You Again” ad “Let’s Chase Each Other Around the Room Tonight”
As an old folkie I enjoyed “Froggie Went a’Courtin’”, “Wildwood Flower”, her lilting “Shenandoah”, and singing along with “Wayfaring Stranger”. In researching Froggie she found 171 verses... but only sang a few! And for Wildwood Flower she went back to the original 1860 sheet music to find a more uplifting message.

One of the highlights for me was when she called John McCutcheon on stage for a duet of “Old People in Love” a song that John wrote for his wedding to Carmen Deedy.

And more! “Someday Soon”, “Silver Wings” “Letting Go” (the song her songwriter husband wrote for Suzy’s Mama.)

If you get a chance to hear Suzy in concert, you’ll have a good time!

Thursday, October 02, 2014

Stories I Almost Forgot to Tell


Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Storytelling Live!
Stories I Almost Forgot to Tell 
Donald Davis in the Library Tent on the Grounds of the National Storytelling Festival 


Donald says tonight’s tales are ones his Mom wouldn’t have wanted told. Maybe so, but they certainly were welcomed by this crowd. We hooted and howled at Donald’s childhood antics and his creative telling of them.

Ol' Slick

Donald says his friend David Morgan was “raised like a weed” and visited the Davis home when he needed to be told what to do. Together they took advantage of 84 year old “Ol’ Slick’s” generosity. They drove his old Jeep nearly to death across mountain meadows of milkweed and thistledown. The resulting cloud of airbourne fiber and seed choked the Jeep’s radiator, causing over heating and, in addition, reckless driving bent up the thing to an extent that ended their arrangement with Slick, who explained that “Boys, I’ve got a 70 year head start on you. Everything you ever thought of doing, I’ve already done.”

Girls

Donald was unlucky in love from kindergarten on. In kindergarten his true love Amelia sparked a fight between Donald and his rival for her affections.
In second grade showing out for Carol resulted in the teacher forcing Donald and his buddy
to stand on tiptoe with their noses in chalk rings she’d drawn on the board. 
In fourth grade his crush on Linda prompted a birthday party visit where a projectile nosebleed ruined things. 
In sixth grade a creative mixture of Post Office and Spin the Bottle gave him a chance to kiss his love... only to discover the kiss may have been a rabid one. 
In high school he drove toward Lover’s Lane with a girl who had ‘A Reputation”, but when they reached their destination ... it was dreamy all right, but not in the sense he had dreamed! 
So senior year, he and his two buddies decided to take each other to the prom... and saved each other from matrimony for a combined total of 52 years. 

Busman's Holiday 

The next story was about his days as a school bus driver. That’s right, as a high schooler Donald earned a few bucks a month driving a school bus! He and his fellow drivers (the soon to be valedictorian and salutatorian of his graduating class) decided to use their bus driving as a cover for a day of playing hookey. What a miserable day! Everyone in the county knew them so they had to hide out all day to keep from being seen! They were caught and punished, of course, but the principal never told Donald’s father. He even described Donald to his dad as “one fine young man.” 

Tutoring Tater and Timed Typing 

Latin and Typing may not have been required courses but they were valuable in Donald’s mother’s opinion so he took them. According to Donald his Latin teacher had begun her career when Latin was still a living language. They called her “Old V.D”.  Big Tater Underwood was failing Latin and the other kids were bribed by Tater’s mama to tutor him. They managed to teach him to conjugate “amo” 

amo = I love 
amas = you (singular) love 
amat = he, she or it loves 
amamus = we love 
amatis = you (plural) love 
amant = they love 

... and he learned the endings after painfully long instruction. But when he was called on to conjugate a different word than the one he was expecting, he whispered for help to a friend who replied, “Damn if I know” So Tater proudly recited: 

damifino 
damifinas 
damifinat 
damifinamus 
damifinatis 
damifinant 

The typing teacher was a big woman who wore “teacher shoes” and required a Friday afternoon “timed typing” drill. “Nothing,” she repeatedly declared, “interferes with timed typing.” The boys saw that statement as a challenge. They tried a whole series of pranks to “interfere” but none was wholly successful. In the end Donald reckoned “She just had a 70 year head start on us.”

Monday, September 29, 2014

Marty and His Watch

Oh.my. I sat down and flipped on the TV, an up pops my best buddy from my days in Ellijay GA, 1958-62. Or maybe his doppelgänger? He was showing off a neat chiming pocket watch. Martin Teem, I'll give you a buck-fifty for that timepiece!


 Martin Penland Teem
I am almost as surprised that several of you actually saw it as I was that they picked me to film.

Terrell Shaw
How long has it been since it was shot? 

Martin Penland Teem
May 2013?

Terrell Shaw
Wondered if you had shaved that beard.

Martin Penland Teem
Not yet.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Gleaning Facebook: Let's Make a Deal

 Clinton is right. Without compromise (deal-making) there would have been no Constitution. We are suffering from a sick political environment where moderates are virtually extinct. We need moderates like Michelle Nunn, Kay Hagen, Alison Lundergren Grimes, and Mary Landrieu in the US Senate. 




George Barton:
One of the deals they made was that if you were a black slave, you were 3/5 of a person.

Terrell Shaw:
And as repulsive as the Three-Fifths Compromise was, it was necessary to the creation of the new nation. These guys found ways to reach agreement. 
(Actually the reality was even worse: the slaves' numbers helped to give the very people who were enslaving them 3/5 more representation than they actually deserved.)

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Scandal!

 My lesser angels wish I could live long enough to give a snide ITYS to my right wing friends when their "conservative" posterity praise the very measures the current right wing so vehemently opposes, as the current right wing celebrates an end to segregation, the passage of Social Securty, the sanctity of Medicare. etc.

Peter King's tan suit comments are emblematic of the IOKIYAR attitude of many of my hard right friends. It's OK for Romney, Carson, Bush, etc. and many others on the right to support all sorts of positions - immigration reform or health insurance reform, for example - but President Obama in the eyes of the hard right is wrong regardless of what he proposes or does. He can't even get a pass on his wardrobe. "The president in jeans? Outrageous. What's with the tan suit? Disgraceful!"




John Paul Schulz
 This is just so totally disgraceful. Our country is going to the Dogs. Would Washington, Jefferson, or John Adams have worn such as this?

Terrell Shaw

Next thing you know we'll have presidents in powdered wigs! What frou-frou!


Sam Burnham
I'm with my friend Alan from Pinstripe Pulpit on this one. Really, the only thing remotely wrong with that suit was perhaps the occasion it was chosen for. 

I don't understand the uproar over the suit. We get too caught up in surface issues. People should focus on policy. There are plenty of disasters that are seriously driving our country in the wrong direction in the hands of this failed president. Picking at his suit is silly and superficial. 

John Paul Schulz

It was not polite to trash Mr.Shaw's post. 

Sam Burnham

I think the powdered wig thing might be pretty cool. LOL 

John Paul Schulz

That's better, Sam. 

Terrell Shaw
Facebook needs to add a "line Item 'Like'" so I can respond appropriately to Sam. 
😉

There were some things good about the Confederacy. 

Sam Burnham
I was thinking similarly about your post here.
We have got to learn to deal with politicians based on policy. Not suits, skin tones, birth certificates, type of pets owned, beard or no beard, speaking style, etc. 

What is the substance of their policy? That's what matters. 

John Paul Schulz
Agreed. And I think history will show Mr. Obama to have been one of the most perceptive, caring, and careful presidents ever.
Sam Burnham

I couldn't disagree more, but I do so on my perceptions of policy, decisions, and incompetence, not his choice of suits. 

John Carlin

It should be like NASCAR. They should have all their corporate sponsors displayed on their clothes. 

 

Friday, August 29, 2014

Blame the Poor?

 

Amen. Amen. Amen.

I taught school during six decades. I observed wealthy, middle class, and poor parents. There were among all three groups ne'er-do-wells and kind/generous folk, disciplined workers and undisciplined sloths, entitled jerks and humble saints. I agree with Mailer's assessment. I'll take the the median poor citizen's ethics over the median millionaire's any day. I believe the free enterprise system, with safeguards for workers and progressive taxation, is the best economic system, but I have no patience for self-satisfied, entitled capitalists who believed it is possible for any one man to truly "earn" millions of dollars in a single year. While I accept that the the wealthy should have incentives for further economic entrepreneurship (I've had my own efforts at capitalism and revere my freedom to pursue those dreams) I believe any thoughtful wealthy person should realize that his success is dependent on much more than just his own labor, his own smarts, his own creativity.
No man is an island. It does take a village. Unless you are a hunter/gatherer hermit you depend on others as well as yourself. You did not build it by your self. Our founders were wise to base our republic on a balance of great personal liberty with attention to the common welfare. And, especially in a post agrarian society, extreme wealth disparity results in the loss of personal liberty and a deterioration of the common welfare.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Speakcheesy!

 My daughter Lillian is involved with some of her friends in launching a new business -- a food truck called Speakcheesy that will serve gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches! Here's their flyer for their "pop-up" events:




Sunday, August 24, 2014

Gleaning Facebook: Baby Gators at Arrowhead

 

Our babies arrived, with little umbilicals still attached, on Friday.

Step-Mommy Viv holds a new baby

Gleaning Facebook: Macmillan Sunflowers

The Maxmillian Sunflowers (Helianthus maximiliani) are coming into their full glory at our house now. Ain't they pretty?! They are really tall --some of these must be 8 ft or more and they bloom profusely from late August through October. Gorgeous. They are native to the midwest, but are included sometimes in wildflower seed mixes.




Saturday, August 16, 2014

Gleaning Facebook: Robin Williams' Doppelgänger?

Well, shoot, I gotta save this! These words are surely exaggerated but they certainly make this old retired teacher feel ggod.

Gina Richardson was my student when she was in elementary school and I was teaching classes for gifted students at McHenry (and Pepperell) School. 

Here's a picture I took of her way back when:

Gina Richardson and Matthew Smart at McHenry School. Mid-eighties?


Today she posted this on my Facebook page:

You have always been MY Robin Williams... a never-ending source of inspiration, good will, and dedication. You are an undeniable example of what is good and admirable. You taught me to believe in myself, my talent, and my intelligence at a very young age. When I denied any existence of imagination in my mind, you pushed me to explore! I cannot say one bad thing about you. The impact you have had on the lives of sooo many young people as students and so many adults through you valiant efforts and fights for good causes is far-reaching and still remains to be seen. I just want to tell you this now, because I've always compared you in my mind to Mr. Robin Williams, that you are revered and I enjoy always the adventures you seek out to affect our world. Much love to you, 'Mr. Shaw'.


I replied to her:

Gina, I am so touched by your extravagant words. 
I know my foibles well. I am, in truth, a rank sinner. I am capable of great sloth and, as much as the next guy, I can be spiteful and mean when I get my back in a hump. 
But I have always loved my students and tried to put their well-being --- short- and long-term --- first. It is very rewarding to know that some of you felt that. What joy it is to reconnect, electronically at least, with so many younguns from way back. I think I have posted on Facebook a picture or two of little Gina Nicholson from your days in my Kaleidoscope classes.
Of course my oft-stated rule "Always laugh at Mr. Shaw's jokes." would have been unnecessary if I had had Robin Williams's comic genius. 



Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Georgia Democratic Convention 1946 and 2014


It'll be fun to be a part of our state Democratic Convention this year. It's been a long time since my last turn as a delegate. I'm excited that in 2014, though we face tough races, we have two competitive candidates in Jason Carter (Governor) and Michelle Nunn (US Senate).

One of my prized political items (I collect them) is this ribbon and letter that were my "Daddy Shaw's" credentials for the Georgia Democratic Convention a few months before I was born. Of course, as the letter indicates, Talmadge evidently was pretty generous with credentials for the 1946 convention, and used them to drum up votes to defeat a measure he opposed. Talmadge would die in December and the next year would prove very entertaining as Georgia witnessed its famous Three Governors Controversy.

I suspect this document indicates that my beloved Daddy Shaw, one of the finest men I've ever known, would have, unfortunately, sided with ol' Red Suspenders' faction. 





Saturday, July 26, 2014

Story Night 2014



Seven local storytellers will regale us with short tales at Story Night. One will be Bill Barker. Or will it be Sequoyah?

I have listened to Mike Burton's stories for 52 years! He was older brother to a great friend and later a dear friend in his own right. He has been my Sunday School teacher and my director in several films (1971-2014). He has whipped me at chess and picked gallons of blackberries by my side. We have cultivated gardens, dug wells, hauled treasures from a dump, and sung folk songs together (though singing is not his forte). He has videoed my storytelling for me, but Thursday will only be the second time we've shared a storytelling stage.
Have you missed hearing "MIss Jane" stories for a while? Me too! Come hear Rome's dean of storytellers, "Miss Jane" Cunningham, and six other tellers, this Thursday at Schroeder's…
Y'all come hear Ken spin a yarn!

Gary Greene is one of my closest Storytelling cohorts. We have told at the same events a number of times (sometimes with our wonderful late friend Debbie Brown) and are both scheduled to tell at the Peach State Storytelling Festival in Atlanta in 2015. If you haven't heard his song "Cherokee Names" you need to google it and check it out! 

 
Y'all come hear Bob Harris and other local storytellers, Thursday July 31, 7 p.m., Schroeder's New Deli, Broad Street in Rome GA. This version has one less typo. Ugh!

I'm still working on similar promos for two more great storytellers: Michael J. Burton and Gary Greene. In the meantime, I'll go ahead and put up my own bit of propaganda...







Friday, July 25, 2014

Gleaning Facebook: Story Night at Schroeders


Y'all come for ten-minute stories from each of seven local tellers, including:
Sequoyah (Bill Barker)
Mountain Man Mike Michael J. Burton
Miss Jane Owen Cunningham
The Right Reverend Ken Freshour
Songwriter/Storyteller Gary Greene
Sword-totin' Bob Harris
and ME! Terrell Shaw
7 p.m., Next Thursday,
July 31, 2014
in the Courtyard at
Schroeder's New Deli
406 Broad Street
Rome, Georgia
Spread the word!
Sponsored ny The Rome Area Council for the Arts
and Ridge & Valley™ Tellers


 

Monday, July 21, 2014

Gleaning Facebook: Michelle Nunn

To my fellow progressives:

Please get on board and help elect Michelle Nunn. No she is not progressive in a national sense, but she is a progressive compared to Tea Party darlings Jack Kingston and David Purdue. She will be someone who will work with anyone willing to deal honestly. She won't be a liberal firebrand, but neither will she be wasting our federal funds and national energy on cheap political stunts like baseless impeachment crusades, government shutdowns, political "investigations" of the Benghazi-Dead-Horse-Beatings variety, etc. She seems to be from the stable, common-sense, moderate mold of her father, who, granted, sometimes irritated us with his foot-dragging on progressive legislation, but who did work for compromise and who could actually work across the aisle.
Maybe having a moderate in the Senate could help it to actually function again. We certainly don't need another mindless obstructionist like Kingston or Purdue.
And besides: Although we Georgians were the first in the nation to have a female US Senator, that senator was appointed and served only 24 hours. Rebecca Latimer Felton's brief tenure in the Senate was little consolations for her and other women's suffrage leaders who had watched their home state be the first to vote against the 19th Amendment and one of the minority of states to refuse women the vote in 1920.
I believe Michelle Nunn will fulfill the pledge Felton made to the Senate on her one day in that body:
"When the women of the country come in and sit with you, though there may be but very few in the next few years, I pledge you that you will get ability, you will get integrity of purpose, you will get exalted patriotism, and you will get unstinted usefulness." – Senator Rebecca Latimer Felton, Address to the Senate, November 21, 1922
A sad but very necessary note: one should never quote this eloquent defender of woman's rights, without also noting her evil, violent, and baffling racism. Felton is an example of the ability of humans to compartmentalize their consciences. Her attitude toward black people was no better than that of Nazis toward Jews. In that respect Michelle Nunn is no follower of Felton!
(I got carried away again!)


Howard Smith
If she becomes half the senator her father was she will be well more than twice as good as her soon to be nominated opponent could ever hope to be.


Jamie Fergerson I worked for Michelle (as an AmeriCorps VISTA) at Hands on Atlanta when I first moved here. I have never met a person who was more respectful of differences or more invested in the lives of people she was serving. My personal politics are a bit to the left of her campaign politics, but I absolutely trust her judgement, collaborative process, and heart. Besides, no where to go in GA but up from where we've been . . .
Howard Smith
I, too, am to the left of her but I am confident she will be a true and faithful servant of the people of Georgia.