Senior Projects Waldorf 2014

by on March 28, 2014

senior projects

The week of March 7, I sat in the auditorium of the Chicago Waldorf School  watching the 12th graders, many that I had known long before they could read, present their senior project.

The class of 2014  presented senior projects as varied as their personalities, taking us on journeys into the worlds of film making, building a guitar, chocolatiering, football franchises, water, photography, attraction, sound, Vikings, cosmetics, computer programming, and, of course, my teen’s presentation, titled “America Car Culture.” Many of our 12th graders had started talking about their senior projects in first grade when they first sat in the audience watching the seniors—the big kids—present their projects.

Senior projects are a big deal, a rite of passage for the seniors standing on the threshold of adulthood. The project helps them prepare for college studies and the professional world. They learn how to take an area of interest, explore it, research it, and present it. They learn about passion and how to rekindle that passion when the chocolate won’t set, and the Bug won’t start. Sitting in the audience watching each 12th grader take the stage and present his or her project, I’m sure I fell just a little short of being as proud of them as their parents. I was also acutely aware that dearly departed Joe was not sitting next to me, with his hand entwined in mine. He would have been shhhed by every mom in the auditorium as he woo-hooed proudly, loudly, and relentless for each presenter.

At 8:30 p.m. on March 7, I watched Cole walk on stage to present his senior project at roughly the same time that he been born 18 years earlier. He presented with accuracy, wit, and a feeling for his audience that went straight to my heart. Cole knew his stuff. The best part for me came at the end of the presentation, when our eyes met. After months of research, restoration, and rehearsals, he walked off the stage knowing he had nailed it. Yes. That knowing, that feeling of fulfillment, was what I had wished for Cole on his 18th birthday. I missed having Joe to share that moment with us.

After the presentations, standing at the back of the auditorium waiting for the refreshment line to shorten, I commented that I was really hungry. A man standing nearby overhead me, reached into his bag, and offered me a banana, and apologized that it was not a bigger banana. I accepted the banana and dissolved into exhausted laughter. My labor with Cole lasted 18 hours, and 10 hours into the process, I realized that I was very hungry. However, the nurse on duty would not let me have anything to eat because she was predicting that Cole would be delivered by a C-section. Surgery on an empty stomach is preferable. The midwife’s instructions to bring me a light snack were ignored. Hunger and labor are not a good combination. On one of his many walks around the hospital floor with me, Joe spotted a banana on a food cart and snagged it for me. The nurse, seeing me eating it, was ready to scold me, when Joe glared at her and loudly and defensively said, “It’s just a little banana!” My hero. Naturally, it’s just a little banana became a catch phrase between Joe and I.

That little banana was as good on March 7, 2014 as it was on March 7, 1996. WHOO HOO!

Odd Loves Company,

 

Updated: August 26, 2014

{ 10 comments }

Beth Ann Chiles

That is a GREAT story!!! It’s just a banana!!!! I can just imagine the culmination of 12 years for those kids and you have all been such a close family that of course it was a really incredible time to see and hear all those projects come to life. And to top it off with a banana—-perfect!
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Katybeth

Thank you. Knowing the kids was the best part…When you know how shy this one was…or how hard it is for this one to finish things…..it make it all very special. The kids that didn’t start with us in 1st grade were grandfathered in—Paco made an electric guitar from scratch…he had never used tools before. The guitar and presentation were awesome. I really expect great things from this class! The banana was a perfect ending. It took forever to put the experience to words.

Sue

What a great story ..
I am patiently waiting for you to create novels..some day ? 😀

Katybeth

Thank you. Working on it….

Mike

Cole is lucky to have parents so invested in his success. I’m not sure what the great beyond is about but if there is one I’m certain Joe was very proud of his boy.

Katybeth

Me too. ♥

Debbie

Aw, doggone it — where’s the Kleenex?? What a great story! While Joe wasn’t physically next to you, I feel pretty sure he must have made a special trip to watch his son shine onstage! And don’t you think that banana was a sign of some sort??!
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Katybeth

Well if it wasn’t a sign it was an uncanny coincidence. I’ll take it as a sign–Joe loved nothing better than watching the kids on stage. He was one of their biggest fans. Our kid and everyone else’s too.

irene

Job well done by all 3 of you! Yes, I believe Joe was there somewhere.

Katybeth

Thanks. I am pretty sure it was a group effort.

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