One Thursday in May Char Smith brought her class of 4th graders to visit Betty Beeby. She has done this every year for 24 years. This will be the last year, because Char is retiring. Betty says she’s retiring too. I’m not sure whether to believe either of them, but time will tell.
For those of you from Away, Betty Beeby is an artist, a descendant of Up North pioneers, and a force of nature. You can learn a lot more about her here. You can learn more about Char in the post you’re reading now, because it is mainly about her.
Betty and Char built their collaboration on their love for the true story of Theo, Tom and Herman, three boys who lived right here in Antrim County in the late 1800s. The tale was fictionalized by Nancy Stone and illustrated by Betty Beeby in Whistle up the Bay, published in 1966. From the beginning northern Michigan kids were drawn into the lives of the orphaned boys, but Char Smith has turned the book into an extraordinarily rich experience for her students. They read the story, of course. But then they turn their creativity loose. They make their own illustrations of favorite scenes. They plan skits and play the roles of Theo and Tom and Herman. They stand on the very shore where the boys listened for the whistle of the steamer coming up the Bay. They learn about the lives the boys made for themselves so long ago, and they go to the old Antrim Cemetery and climb to the ridge where they were buried.
And they visit Betty Beeby. A real artist. Ms. Smith’s friend. Cool.
They see the originals of illustrations from their beloved book. They see paintings and drawings and constructions of all kinds. Betty Beeby Herself tells them how artists work and how books are made and–here’s the really cool part–listens to them. She gives them lemonade and energy bars and attention. And then she tells them how much she admires their teacher.
In this 24th year of their collaboration, Betty Beeby has a special presentation to make to Char Smith. She reads a little speech that isn’t like a speech at all but like a really good letter, and she hands Ms. Smith a present wrapped in paper she designed.
Ms. Smith is beaming as the kids pile in around her to watch her open her present.
She likes it a lot. They like it, too. They know right away that it’s special, because they recognize it. It’s an illustration from Whistle Up the Bay. It must be the original drawing.
She says this is the best class she has ever taught, which she probably says every year, and every year it is true. She says they are smart and creative and that they work hard, and they privately resolve to be as smart and creative and hard working as Ms. Smith just said they were.
They are excited to be here, proud to show their work to Betty Beeby Herself and full of questions about the paintings and books and other stories that live in the red house on M-88.
They perform a skit they made from scenes from the book, and Dick Williams comes over from the Library to make a video of it.
Then it’s time to go. Everyone gathers outside for a group picture in front of the statue of Herman. This, too, is part of the annual ritual. This is, say Betty and Char, the last time they will stand here in a garden of children, because they are retiring. We shall see.
Gerry
August 26, 2010
I know there are a lot of photos, and those of you on sloooow dialup will be grinding your teeth. I feel your pain. I share your pain. But I just had to do it. Go make a cup of coffee. The kids will be here when you get back, and they are an absolute joy. Promise.
Karma
August 26, 2010
Some of those boys are a bit sullen looking, Gerry! What is it about 10 year old boys?
I think Torch Lake needs to at least get a connection to the internet! I can’t imagine being on dial-up (we have a cable connection) – I think I’d have very little hair left on my head.
Gerry
August 26, 2010
Oh dear, if they look sullen it is my poor photography. They were utterly captivated by their visit, and gave a bang-up performance. Maybe they looked sullen by the time they traveled across my slooooow internet to your cable!
Carsten
August 26, 2010
I’ve said it before: You surely are a good storyteller Gerry.
Do they tell they are retiring every year? Otherwise it may be serious….
Gerry
August 26, 2010
No, they usually say they’ll do it just one more year. And then another. It might be serious.
P.S. Thank you. I’m glad you liked the story!
Molly
August 26, 2010
And then, Gerry writes a post about this beautiful collaboration and we all get tears in our eyes.
Thanks for the inspiring story.
Gerry
August 26, 2010
You are entirely welcome. They are a pair of peaches, these two.
uphilldowndale
August 26, 2010
Wonderful, truly inspirational people.
Gerry
August 26, 2010
Plus an enormous amount of fun. I think it comes of doing your true life’s work. If you’re a teacher, you’d best teach. If you’re an artist, you’d best commit a little artism.
La Mirada Bob
August 26, 2010
Gerry, I believe Ms. Backstrom would give you an “A+” for this story.
Gerry
August 26, 2010
Miss Backstrom was not one to relinquish an A+, but I thank you for the compliment. She was as different as she could be from Char Smith, but they would understand each other. A good teacher is an extraordinarily valuable person.
(For those of you who are not from Rhinelander Wisconsin, Gertrude Backstrom not only taught my fourth grade self, but taught my mother and her siblings before me. She was about four feet tall, and fierce. You could, I suppose, see the cookie-baking Swedish grandma in Miss Backstrom, but I always saw the axe-wielding Viking queen whose eyes shot fire. She is gone now, of course, for I am an old bat, and McCord School has been torn down lo these many years. That is too bad.)
Gerry
August 26, 2010
PJ Grath of Books in Northport liked this story, and tried to post a comment:
This is a great story, Gerry, and great accompanying photos. Those are lucky kids to have such an experience. I’m sure they’ll remember it all their lives.
Blogger and WordPress are not playing nicely, and her kind words were rejected. Rejected! It’s a crime. But she is persistent and sent it via email. I am devious, and here it is. The truth–and good comments–will out!
Cindy Lou
August 26, 2010
Another great, uplifting story, Gerry – the folks I’ve met through your words seem like friends! Horray for teachers (and kids) like these who share their gifts and excitement for learning!!!!
You even tell a bit of a tale in your comment to La Miranda 🙂
Gerry
August 26, 2010
Thank you Cindy Lou. I am a little worried about being uplifting, but I’m going to take a biography of Mark Twain to bed with me and I’m sure I will be back to my lamentable ways in the morning.
Meanwhile, here’s to good teachers. May their tribe increase.
Tammy McLeod
August 27, 2010
This is a beautiful post Gerry. I love the sense of community that these individuals have created by sharing their talent with others and especially young people.
Gerry
August 27, 2010
Thank you, Tammy. Char and Betty are icons, and together they have made the story of Tommy and Theo and Herman part of our culture. Grace Hooper would be so happy. (I should explain for everyone from Away. Grace was Tommy’s daughter. She had a passion for preserving the stories of her father’s “pioneer generation.” For 40 years she walked the countryside, gathering memories and writing them down. Her monumental collection became Pioneer Notes, and the part about her own family became Whistle Up the Bay. She died in 1984, at 96.)
Fee
August 27, 2010
What a lovely story – my youngest is the same age I think (the 4th grader thing threw me a bit – mine is now in her sixth year of primary (elementary) school at age 10, with this and another to go before High school at age 12) and they love getting out of school for any reason at all! Schools and countries may vary, but kids are kids.
I love going along on trips (especially the last one, a preview showing of Toy Story 3!) just to see all the little faces lit up with excitement. Travelling by public transport can be a bit fraught with 30 kids, mind you. Shame we’re not allowed to tie them together!
Gerry
August 27, 2010
You have great courage to be a Parent Chaperone. I did that a time or two in my day, and decided I would rather do pretty much any other volunteer job. I like children very much, but only in groups of three or four. Watching a gifted teacher guide a herd of them through a field trip is a humbling experience.
Fee
August 27, 2010
Last year’s teacher described the necessary attributes as follows:
The patience of several saints, the firmness of Mary Poppins, the organisational skills of Bill Gates, with a touch of sheepdog thrown in for good measure. Oh, and eyes in the back of one’s head, and the ability to read minds are always good.
Gerry
August 27, 2010
See, that’s what I mean. You lost me right there in the beginning with the patience of saints thing.