Learning from the Past

Upon reflection… no better advice !

Dear Reader:

When I look back on all the advice I received (after I was a single mom) it was the people who begged me to travel (which I fought back on) that were the true illuminators to my life. They understood what I didn’t… one must spread their wings and fly out into the world occasionally in order to understand different cultures… to understand life.

Then God intervened and put me in the right place at the right time for travel opportunities that were paid for through different historical and teaching organizations.

It all came about because Carol Poole and I started working for the state providing workshops to teachers around the state. The next thing we knew we were invited to fill out paperwork for a place on the Goethe Scholarship and each of us won a slot for a fully paid trip to Berlin and East Germany and surrounding areas …unimaginable trip.

One thing that stood out from that experience was the amount of graffiti on monuments, billboards etc. … especially in Berlin. I was horrified at first preferring order and natural designs.

Berlin/everywhere / graffiti

Of course today our country( especially large cities) are filled with graffiti. And I have seen this issue presented differently … telling the artists’ stories behind the works. Beautiful stories… their own form of storytelling and recognition.

Another time…the state department in Social Studies presented me and some friends ( who created an award-winning project) an opportunity to trade places with an educator in Denmark – two weeks teaching there and two weeks them coming here… Copenhagen and Benedikte Christensen coming to live and teach in Summerville.

It was quite the opportunity-paid for completely by the state! We still see several Danish friends who have returned to visit!

LEGO Headquarters

After Carol Poole and I retired we continued to have traveling opportunities-more within the US and (Carole and her husband still travel frequently.)

Then along came Anne Peterson who had just retired and she got me to Ireland and Maine! Both beautiful!

Maine and meeting many family members and friends.
Love Maine!!!
Ireland’s beauty permeates the heart and soul!

When I went to Ireland and Maine.. I was retired and fighting cancer…but now I understood what I had not earlier… my whole being was seeking new places and opportunities… now I understood the importance of seeing the world upclose and personal!

And what fills my memories these days? my wonderful trips…I thank God for providing the way for me… leading me onto new paths. 🙏🏻

Enjoy the week … and the groundhog making his prediction! Hope! February… yeah!!

PS. None of my trips would have been possible without the help of my amazing Dingle family who always offered to help out at home and encouraged me to take advantage of the opportunities to travel.

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to Learning from the Past

  1. Carol Poole says:

    I get chill bumps just thinking about our travels. We have put some miles on our feet, but that’s nothing like the memories in our hearts.!

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