Author Archives: Becky Dingle

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.”

The Last Weekend of Summer…

Dear Reader: We all just experienced the last weekend of summer…and true to form…summer went out the way it started…hot! It wanted to show who was still in control as the fall equinox draws closer. There are two equinoxes each … Continue reading

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“Plum Pretty”

Dear Reader: I remember when I was presenting social studies workshops around the state, particularly for third grade teachers, their biggest challenge was teaching time (and its relevance to the present) to eight-year-olds…with little or no concept of time. I … Continue reading

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The “Rest” of the Meaning of “Rest”…

            Dear Reader: I had a personal “mini”  epiphany the other day concerning the word “rest.” In an English dictionary the word “rest” has many different meanings. “Rest” can be a noun or a verb…action or … Continue reading

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Breakfast for Supper-Fall at Edisto

Dear Reader: You know it’s Fall…when you start dreaming of breakfast for supper! It’s something about the cooler weather that brings back an appetite for a cool night, hot meal…and there is nothing better to fulfill that desire… than a … Continue reading

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The Field of Faith and Understanding…

Dear Reader: When I returned home from Conway Sunday afternoon I opened up all my new windows and let this luscious cool weather into my home. The old house seemed to shudder with surprise and delight. It had been decades … Continue reading

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When Beauty Calls…

Dear Reader: In one of the last interviews Irish poet and philosopher, John O’Donohue, participated in… called ” “The Inner Landscape  of Beauty” (before his untimely death) he made the challenging statement and personal revelation that “beauty is a human … Continue reading

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Finding Joy as a Spiritual “Late Bloomer”

      Dear Reader: Haven’t we all, throughout periods in our lives, looked around and felt that we were somehow “stunted” in our growth…whether personally, chronologically, or professionally? Everyone else seems to have a purpose and goal and we … Continue reading

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The Same but Different, Different but the Same…

Dear Reader: It had been awhile…at least a couple of years…since I had gone to Conway and suddenly (Saturday afternoon) I found myself noticing different things along the same route I always took. I almost missed the turn to Jamestown … Continue reading

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Building Boundaries…

Dear Reader: When Robert Frost wrote, his now immortal words, “Before I built a wall I’d ask to know…What I was walling in or walling out” …he acknowledged a very personal dilemma we all face in our lives…setting boundaries for … Continue reading

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Remembering Who We Are…

Dear Reader: This quote from Madeleine L’Engle made me pause and reflect on all the stages of my life, but especially my childhood, yesterday. As I studied photos of my childhood, from old, dusty albums, I realized that some of … Continue reading

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