Influential Teachers

Today’s task for Learn Something New Every Day was to consider the people who have taught us something that still influences our lives today. As suggested, I picked three and thought about what they taught me and what their lasting influences have been.

Miss Anderson was my Standard 3 (Year 5) teacher. At the time I thought she was about 100 but now I think she was probably in her early thirties when she taught me. She may not have been as old as I thought she was, but she was certainly very wise. I hold onto these three things she taught me:

  • read, read, read (she ‘fed’ me book after book, introducing me to Hugh Lofting, CS Lewis and Astrid Lindgren, among many others). I still love books and reading, and they are of course a key part of my job at the library.
  • the importance of content over presentation (I still remember her ‘B’ grade of my project, and the comment that the time I’d spent colouring the front page would have been better spent on the pages behind the cover). What a great lesson to learn so early in life.
  • when you have something hard to do, don’t put it off (naughtiness in our class was met with swift consequences – I don’t imagine it was easy to ‘strap’ children or withdraw privileges, but she didn’t falter – as a result, we all knew exactly where we stood).

Jim Thompson was my boss at the NZ Liquor Industry Council, where I worked as his PA for two and a half years from 1986 to 1988. From Jim I learned:

  • just about everything I know about the political process (this knowledge expanded and refined from ‘the other side’ when I worked for a government department and a CRI);
  • the importance of maintaining good networks – and that the work required pays dividends even when you least look for it
  • never to hesitate to pick up the phone and say hello, no matter how much time has passed since you last got together with the person you’re phoning; they’ll love to hear from you (Jim is the best at keeping in touch).

I was lucky enough to be present at Jim’s 80th birthday on Saturday – here’s a photo of Jim and his younger daughter Ann (Karl du Fresne in the background).

My Mum, who of course taught me lots of things, but the three I picked out especially are:

  • if you don’t know what to cook for dinner, cut up and fry an onion and the family will at least know you have started something. Mum was an excellent cook, especially for dinner parties, but day-to-day cooking didn’t thrill her so much – there’s so much else to do, after all. Her maxim is still at the heart of my cooking – just about everything begins with sauteed onions (or shallots, or leek)!
  • everyone is creative – and making things is enjoyable. Mum made many of the clothes she wore, and dresses and other garments for my sister and me. She was very clever in the way she altered patterns and added embellishments to make each item unique. I am sure I quilt and scrapbook because of her example.
  • it’s never too late to fulfil an ambition. After retiring Mum wrote short stories and was published in The People’s Friend as well as having a story read on the BBC. We were all so proud of her!

 

My last big adventure

For the month of September I’m doing an on-line course with Shimelle.com called Learn Something New Every Day. There’s a prompt for each day and I thought it would be a good motivator to post more regularly on this blog if I wrote some of my responses here.

The question for 1 September arrived in my inbox this morning (because of the time difference between the UK – where Shimelle lives – and here). It was: What was your last big adventure?

Adventures? I don’t really have them! I’m not physically brave, and have limited energy and stamina, so the tramping, cycling and kayaking adventures that Richard has aren’t really for me.

However there are adventures of other kinds, and I decided that ‘adventuring’ from the safety of my known job at Wairarapa REAP to the unknowns of the Greytown Library was probably the ‘biggest’ adventure I’ve had recently. Ahem, that was over two years ago!

The Greytown Library is in this lovely old building – originally the community’s Town Hall. I took this photo just after I’d posted off my application for the job, back in July 2010.

The lesson I take from this is that I should adventure out of my comfort zone a lot more often than every two years!

 

At the Expo

While most of my friends may find it hard to believe, I CAN get up early when I have to. Here’s proof – the dawn sky yesterday, as I left for Wellington. Isn’t it lovely? Slightly foggy and almost ethereal.

The reason I left so early? Destination Wairarapa invited Fantail Grove to be one of their ‘tasting partners’ at the Women’s Expo. They choose a different providore from the Wairarapa to share the stand each day. It means they can be located in the popular food section, and also attracts people to the stand. So glad they invited us this year!

To say it’s a “lifestyle” expo is an accurate summary. There were exhibits from service organisations like Women’s Refuge, Hearing NZ, and Breast Cancer NZ; stands from financial and life planners; products for the home and garden; educational institutions for women and their daughters; clothing, jewellery and other accessories; lots and lots of yummy food and drink – and other products that defy categorisation! It was a feast of colour and the buzz of conversations between visitors and stall-holders was constant.

Barbara (of Destination Wairarapa) and our stand at the beginning of the day – it didn’t look quite so tidy after a day of tasting, brochure-collecting and competition entry form-filling!

Although it would be hard to spot any in this picture, there were some men brave enough to attend – and some of the stalls were being operated by men (the one next to us was being run by a mother-and-son combination – not so unusual you might think, but the son was only 11 and he did an awesome job!).

After a day of this I was absolutely exhausted! I haven’t even unpacked the car yet – that will be a job for Monday. So thankful that I have tomorrow off work to recover further – but I also have to say that I enjoyed every minute of the expo and meeting so many lovely people.

Jelly making

I realised I’d had fruit in the freezer for a while and it was time to make jelly. Unlike jam making, where the fruit needs to be peeled, chopped, cored and otherwise dealt to, when you make jelly you can just pick the fruit over quickly, cover it all with water and rely on the jelly bag to take all the unwanted bits away. So easy!

Rather than make one small lot of crabapple jelly, and another of blackcurrant jelly, I decided to put the whole lot together. I put the (still frozen) fruit into the sink and picked it over well – some of the crabapples weren’t very good, so they went into the compost. Next I put all the fruit into my big stock pot, covered it with water, and gently brought it to the boil. As all the fruit was still mostly frozen, this took a while, but I’ve found it pays not to rush this step.

I simmered the fruit for nearly an hour, just on a gentle heat. Then I let it cool and strained the juice.  I brought the juice to the boil again and added sugar, and boiled the mixture until my magic confectionery thermometer read 104 C.

It always seems to take a long time to reach the crucial temperature – but when it’s reached, you know the jelly is going to set (and believe me, having to re-boil jelly because it didn’t set is no fun at all).

Working quickly, I poured the jelly into hot jars and screwed on the lids. It’s so satisfying hearing them ‘pop’ as they seal when the jars cool down.

I love holding the jars up to the light to see the pretty colour of the jelly.

The next day I labelled the jars and put them onto the shelf. 17 jars of lovely jelly – all ready to give to the friends who helped us with our olive harvest (and a few over so we have some jelly for toast and scones).

The labels came with issues of New Zealand Gardener – aren’t they pretty!

Feed the hungry

Harvesting the olives is once again underway – we had a three-week pause while we waited for the olives to further recover from the hard frost of mid-May, and to ripen a bit more.

Each weekend day the grove is a hive of activity, with olives being shaken, combed and picked from the branches; nets being dragged along the ground, laden with fruit; and the fruit gathered from the nets into trays ready to be taken away on the tractor. The kitchen is a hive of activity too. Here’s what was on the menu last Saturday:

Leek and potato soup

Freshly baked bread rolls

Home baking – oaty choc-chip cookies, prune loaf and Jenny’s brownie

…and fruit to finish off with.

Here’s a photo of the table before the hungry hordes descended:

Unfortunately I never remember to take an “after” shot to go with the “before” one! However I do have this photo of some of the hungry hordes!

Gathering up the net ready to drag it along to the next trees.

Why I love my job

I work as a library assistant at the Greytown Library. We are lucky to be housed in the Town Centre, a recently-renovated heritage building where there is lots of light, an excellent heating system and a desk where library staff can serve the public while seated (a rarity in libraries).

One of the best aspects of the job is the discussions with customers about books. One of the reasons I thought the job would suit me was because it involves lots of people contact and lots of books. And the job does suit me very well. I had no preconceptions about other readers and how many of them would like to discuss the books they read and/or the books they wanted to read. In all my experience as a library customer – in the nine or ten different public libraries where I was “a regular” at various times – I had never been approached by a librarian with an offer of help, while I was browsing the shelves. However now that I am on the staff side of the equation, offering that help has led me to some of the most enjoyable conversations I have ever had.

Take today as an example. A young woman, in her early years at high school, asked me if I could recommend any books. Together we scanned the shelves of our Young Adult collection and I talked with her about the titles I had read, as she shared the ones she had read. The customer was currently working her way through Robert Muchamore’s Cherub series, after her brother recommended them to her. She had also read other series that I had not, and thought I might like the Pretty Little Liars books. We had both read the Twilight, and Tomorrow When the War Began series. I was happy to send her away with Garth Nix’s The Old Kingdom trilogy, the four Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants books by Ann Brashares, and the first of Kathy Reich’s YA books, Virals. We talked about dystopian novels and the enjoyment we had both had from The Hunger Games; we talked about the experiences to be garnered from reading – far more than we could ever fit into a lifetime; and we talked about the joy of reading a book that ‘sucks you in’ from the very first pages and how reading creates ‘a happy place’ for us to enjoy. It was a wonderful conversation and the highlight of my day.

Fun with Shimelle

He just doesn't get itI completed this layout using instructions from UK Scrappers monthly challenge “& now for something completely different” run by Shimelle Lane. Each month (on or around 10th of the month) Shimelle posts a set of supplies and photo requirements – together with a photo to show what she has chosen. Then on 20th of the month she posts a set of 20 instructions to create a page using the supplies – so easy to follow along with as closely as you want. Here is the preparation list for June, and here is the set of instructions.

I followed the instructions pretty faithfully, and I’m pleased with how my page turned out. I used up a whole lot of yellow embellishments I didn’t know I had, and told the story of two cats and their very different reaction to catnip.

If you have difficulty reading my handwritten journaling above, the text reads:

We gave Toffee and Scruff catnip balls for Christmas. Toffee tore through the wrapping and abandoned decorum, rubbing and nuzzling his ball and rolling all over the floor, completely entranced. Meanwhile, Scruff was chewing the paper, ignoring the ball completely!

Washi Goodness

Would you believe I had no washi tape in my scrapbooking collection until recently? I read this post on my friend Mandy’s blog and took up her offer of a few samples.

I used the lengths Mandy gave me on a some layouts and cards, and began noticing just how many scrapbookers use this product – and in such a variety of ways. But I was strong and resisted the lure of purchasing any until….

I read that Nic Howard had entered the enabling ranks, by making nine different designs available (and to do my bit in the enabling stakes, go here to find the details). With a little bit of birthday money available (thanks, Dad!) I placed an order a couple of days ago.

Yippee! It’s arrived. I’m looking forward to using these tapes on projects.

To make the parcel extra special, Nic had enclosed a couple of surprise extra items. Wasn’t that nice of her!

Olive Harvest begins

It was only 9.05 on Saturday morning, but already the 2012 olive harvest was underway. We started with our Leccino and Pendolino olives, always the first to ripen. We have 119 of these trees – mostly Leccino.

The picking team of 14 people included our niece and her mum. In 8 years of olive harvesting, this is the very first time we have been successful in getting any family to come along. Thank you, Lucy & Rose, for breaking this dubious trend – and long may your involvement continue!

While one group is picking with rakes and fingers, Jonno (who has appeared anonymously on this blog before) was operating our branch-shaking machine on other trees. Together, these techniques netted (there’s a pun there, if you look closely at the photo above) nearly 20 kg of fruit from each tree.

The next job was to sort out the twigs and leaves. The press has a blower to remove most of the leaves, but those still attached to twigs or fruit are generally too heavy for this, and a hand-sort is more effective.

Once the picking was over for the day (with liberal applications of food and drink applied at two-hourly intervals) we sent 824 kg off to be pressed. 42 trees had been picked – so it was back again the following day for a dedicated team of 7 who continued the job. Even after two days and a total of 1339 kg harvested, there are still more Leccino to pick (not to mention the other cultivars as well). There will be two or three more weekends of harvest to come!