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Quaker Events For Young People: Informal Education And Faith Transmission, Simon Best Feb 2015

Quaker Events For Young People: Informal Education And Faith Transmission, Simon Best

Quaker Studies

This article examines Quaker events for young people and explores the nature of these events through examination of official policies, questionnaires and observation at events. It examines the purposes of Quaker events for young people as described by official policies and by youth work practitioners and examines the significance of these events in the lives of adolescent Quakers. Quaker events for young people are analysed in comparison with the values and principles of 'informal education'. Contrasts are drawn between Quaker events for young people and Christian youth work. This article also explores the nature of faith transmission at Quaker events …


You May Lead A Horse To Water...Friends And The 1986 Swarthmore Lecture, Hazel Shellens Feb 2015

You May Lead A Horse To Water...Friends And The 1986 Swarthmore Lecture, Hazel Shellens

Quaker Studies

The 1 986 Swarthmore Lecture, given by the Quaker Women's Group, was essentially a consciousness- raising exercise. It was intended to 'bring into the light' the experience of women in the Society of Friends; experience which had frequently been under-valued or ignored. Writing centred around a number of different topics including women and violence, feminist theology, women and peace, and sexism in language and education. Bringing the Invisible into the Light made a huge impact at the time of its delivery, but despite the enormous interest that it engendered, it did not lead to any major changes and no real …


Yealand Manor School, Susan Vipont Hartshorne Feb 2015

Yealand Manor School, Susan Vipont Hartshorne

Quaker Studies

In 1939 a small group of Manchester Friends set up a school for Quaker children evacuated from the northern cities for the duration of the war. It was open from September 1939 to July 1944 and during this time 183 children, aged between three and twelve years, passed through the school. In addition a number of refugees, mainly Jewish children, came to the school. The maximum number at the school at any one time was 76. It was staffed almost entirely by volunteers. In this article I focus on several of the more unusual aspects of this school. These include …


Woodbrooke In Wider Context: The Enduring Thread Of Adult Education, Pam Lunn Feb 2015

Woodbrooke In Wider Context: The Enduring Thread Of Adult Education, Pam Lunn

Quaker Studies

The usual story told of Woodbrooke's history is an entirely Quaker-centric account, focused on the currents in the Religious Society of Friends in Britain in the mid-nineteenth century, the 1895 Manchester Conference, and its aftermath. However, the currents affecting the religious concern for the education of adults stretch back through all denominations into the eighteenth century, and the Quaker activities were characteristic of the era. Similarly, the fortunes of Woodbrooke in the twentieth century are within the mainstream of other adult education provision and are affected, even though not directly controlled, by the cultural changes creating and created by state-funded …


The Magic Lantern And The Cinema: Adult Schools, Educational Settlements And Secularisation In Britain, C. 1900-1950, Mark Freeman Feb 2015

The Magic Lantern And The Cinema: Adult Schools, Educational Settlements And Secularisation In Britain, C. 1900-1950, Mark Freeman

Quaker Studies

This article examines the impact of an increasingly secularised demand for adult education in the first half of the twentieth century on two movements with which Quakers were closely associated: the adult schools and the educational settlements. It argues that the educational settlements, originally established to extend and enhance the work of the adult schools, were better able to accommodate to a secularised climate, and this ensured their survival. Neither movement flourished in the same way as the secular Workers' Educational Association and adult education provided by local education authorities, and this reflected the weakness of religious adult education in …


Some Quaker Attitudes To The Printed Word In The Nineteenth Century, Edwina Newman Feb 2015

Some Quaker Attitudes To The Printed Word In The Nineteenth Century, Edwina Newman

Quaker Studies

This study uses the evidence of one Meeting House's collection of old books to explore Quaker understanding of the experience of reading. The Religious Society of Friends sought to exercise considerable control over the literary interests of its members, but charges of narrow-mindedness need to be set against the wider historical context and the practice of teaching literacy to all Quaker children. In addition to the patriarchal tone found in much advice and commentary on reading, Quaker books reflected concerns about both rationalism and evangelical 'biblicism'. Although books were an important consolidating and educating force within the Society, reading as …


'A Civil And Useful Life': Quaker Women, Education And The Development Of Professional Identities 1800-1835, Camilla Leach Feb 2015

'A Civil And Useful Life': Quaker Women, Education And The Development Of Professional Identities 1800-1835, Camilla Leach

Quaker Studies

Exhorted by George Fox to live a 'Civil and useful life', educated middle-class Quaker women who did not feel called to undertake a recognised ministerial role within the Religious Society of Friends still used their education and skills to the benefit of the wider community. This article examines the engagement of Quaker women with education by focussing on the work of Mariabella and Rachel Howard (mother and daughter), who were involved in several educational charities between 1800 and 1835. The article seeks to address the irony of two educational campaigners who as non-professional women sought to professionalise the work of …


Learning To Be Quaker: Spiritual Formation And Religious Education Among Early Friends, Martha Paxson Grundy Feb 2015

Learning To Be Quaker: Spiritual Formation And Religious Education Among Early Friends, Martha Paxson Grundy

Quaker Studies

The theology and lifestyle that grew from Friends' transforming experience of'primitive Christianity revived' differed from the dominant culture, exacting a high cost. Relying on early Friends' writing, this article examines how this new paradigm was transmitted. Friends summarized the basis of their faith with the phrase 'Christ is come to teach his people himself' (Benson 1968: 36; 1976: 3; Cooper 1990: 2; Freiday 1984: 4; Grundy 2002b: 11-13, 15, 17). In the 1650s and 1660s most people who became Friends were first worked on internally by the Holy Spirit. When they heard a Quaker preach, the words reached to the …


Editorial (Quaker Studies Volume 11, Issue 2), Pink Dandelion Feb 2015

Editorial (Quaker Studies Volume 11, Issue 2), Pink Dandelion

Quaker Studies

No abstract provided.


Volume 14, Issue 1: Full Issue Feb 2015

Volume 14, Issue 1: Full Issue

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No abstract provided.


The Last Word, The Editor Feb 2015

The Last Word, The Editor

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No abstract provided.


The Departure, The Vital Storm, Frances King Feb 2015

The Departure, The Vital Storm, Frances King

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No abstract provided.


Lady, Jack Averitt Feb 2015

Lady, Jack Averitt

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In a little mound of dirt about two miles south of Kwanghan, China, lies the remains of the best friend the 425th Bombardment Squadron ever had. Her name was "Lady" - a name that was symbolic of her character, a name that became synonymous with luck in the only heavy bomber outfit in China.


Futility, Anonymous Author Feb 2015

Futility, Anonymous Author

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We stood in bread lines. We slept on "trustee" mattresses, drank "trustee" powdered milk, ate "trustee" canned corn--beef, wore "trustee" shoes and clothing, lived in "trustee" houses, burned "trustee" coal. We existed. We are today's young men and women. We were yesterday's children. We carry the scorch of the depression. Our parents knew what they were fighting. We knew only what we heard in the muted conversations of our parents, the look on our father's face when he came home from tramping the streets all day looking for a job or just sitting on the Court House steps.


A Country Rhapsody, Beverly Mussawir Feb 2015

A Country Rhapsody, Beverly Mussawir

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The water was so clear that I could see the bottom at the deepest point. Bright shafts of sunlight shone through the branches of the trees and pierced through the water to the bottom where they glistened on the brightly-colored pebbles, transforming them into shining jewels.


My Room Is Mirrors, Jack Wilkins Feb 2015

My Room Is Mirrors, Jack Wilkins

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No abstract provided.


On Solitude, William T. Edwards Feb 2015

On Solitude, William T. Edwards

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In the early months of World War II, I had occasion to spend six months on the construction of a refinery in the northern reaches of the Yukon Territory. Because of the inaccessibility of the location, men hired to build the refinery were flown in by airplane. A more remote spot is not to be found on the North American continent than this particular region. The entire Yukon boasts of only two small towns, Whitehorse and Dawson- cities that came into being during the gold rush of 1898. The only other points of human habitation are a small number of …


How I Got My Name, Andrew Sutton White Feb 2015

How I Got My Name, Andrew Sutton White

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During the last days of slavery, my grandfather was a child on a plantation in Mississippi. He, being the son of a favorite household servant, was given the privilege of studying with the master's children under an efficient tutor. Gratefulness for this opportunity and eagerness to learn caused him to advance rapidly.


Secret, Lester C. Nagley Jr. Feb 2015

Secret, Lester C. Nagley Jr.

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For weeks we have been sitting here in this position. The camouflage nets have been draped over each vehicle, looking like a nightmare out of the Arabian Nights, for weeks now. Everything has a harried, slovenly look, but maybe it's because this is a "secret" position. When we were ordered up here, it was under the heaviest cloak of secrecy. All identification was removed from the trucks, each man was inspected for any signs of which outfit he belonged to; they went through our clothing for addresses or cards. This was big, we had been told. We were to cross …


I Have A Rendezvous, George C. Tyler Feb 2015

I Have A Rendezvous, George C. Tyler

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There was no light in the compartment, unless you want to count a dim red night lamp at the base of a bulkhead as light. For a moment the red glare confused him, but when he rolled over, a carbine butt struck his forehead and he knew exactly where he was.


Going Home, Anne Morgan Feb 2015

Going Home, Anne Morgan

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We retired early, although sleep seemed a waste of time as we were so anxious to start, but rest was needed for the long day ahead. When the soft gray violet light of dawn peeped out of the East, we scrambled out of bed. The first faint call of the redbird floated through the window, and the song of the neighborhood oriole seemed sweeter than ever, because we were so happy. The rest of the world was hushed. It was for the moment ours and ours alone.


Leaf By Leaf, Wendell D. Phillips Feb 2015

Leaf By Leaf, Wendell D. Phillips

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A Tree in Autumn is a lovely sight. One tree alone can concentrate the beauty of a whole woodland, leaf by leaf and branch by branch, as one flower can give the essence of a whole garden.


Lady Of The Sky, Glenn H. Fisher Feb 2015

Lady Of The Sky, Glenn H. Fisher

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THERE among the sunlit spaces you came to have a talk with me. I saw you first standing on a sunbeam with your head thrown back and your hair streaming in the wind. On tiptoe you were--laughing--and your laughter was a harmony to the wild, strange music of the sky. How lovely you were--Iike an angel who had showered in the goldust of the sun.


Let's Call Them Glimpses, C.P. Hopkins Feb 2015

Let's Call Them Glimpses, C.P. Hopkins

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No abstract provided.


Afternoon Piece, Mary Alice Kessler Feb 2015

Afternoon Piece, Mary Alice Kessler

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I sat down in the gray and green chair

And crossed my legs with retrospect,

The stem of the shining creme de menthe glass

Quivered between his long white fingers.


Doors, Edna Hinton Feb 2015

Doors, Edna Hinton

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No abstract provided.


Maybe Tomorrow, C.P. Hopkins Feb 2015

Maybe Tomorrow, C.P. Hopkins

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HARRY, I wish I had a typewriter. If I had one right here now, I'd sit down and write a story. No, I don't think it would be a short story. It'd be closer to a novel. Yes, I'm sure it would be a novel.


Swift, Allyn Wood Feb 2015

Swift, Allyn Wood

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He is a Swift,

Lichen alive;

Pine cone with legs

And a fleeting fire


"Great Guy", Richard J.O. Green Feb 2015

"Great Guy", Richard J.O. Green

Manuscripts

The cold seeped through Officer Moriarity's greatcoat and numbed his body. Steam spiraled from his nostrils in dragonesque patterns, and the far reaches of the street light at the mouth of the alley fell upon him and ricocheted off his badge and buttons as he lumbered toward the street. With cold numbed fingers he tugged a ponderous watch from beneath his coat and paused to examine its scarred face beneath the light ... eleven-thirty, half-an-hour until call-in time.


What A Measley Shame!, David Craig Feb 2015

What A Measley Shame!, David Craig

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I was five years old and my brother Bob was seven when the measles came to our house. I went to bed one night feeling puny and woke up the next morning with a countenance. as disfigured as a painting by Picasso. Bob came in my room before I had· seen myself and burst into sadistic laughter.