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Theme Cards

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Working within a THEME is a great way to get students to demonstrate
their unique perceptions about the world around them.
Here are some examples of theme topics to get you started.....
Flying Things

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Monochromatic

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Woodland Creatures

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Abstract Collage

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Pondside

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Portraits: Visual and Literary

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This is an ATC I created in honor of my mother. Mom was born in 1925 in Poland. When she was 14 she was taken from her home and forced to work in a variety of undesirable places during WWII. Her story is a fascinating one, riddled with both horror and good fortune. For this card I used a photo (copy) of her taken in Austria at the end of the war. Doesn't she look beautiful? She told me she was able to trade her food ration coupons for good shoes, a purse and a respectable suit. However, no amount of bartered goods could hide the fact that she was a DP. Displaced Person. No family, no home. Remember, she was taken when she was only 14.

I can't tell you all the details here, but in the end, she ended up in America. She loves Poland, she loves everyone and everyplace...but she loves America most passionately. She raised a family here. She laughed and lived her life to the fullest here. She vows she will never leave 'the land of the free'.

Mom has Alzheimers now. She doesn't remember much. Maybe that's a blessing in disguise.

Sometimes she doesn't remember me. 

One day I showed her this ATC I made. Oh...the amazed expression on her face! She thought it was beautiful (she is, afterall, my MOM). It made her very, very happy. She is a STAR! Eventually, she tucked the card safely into her purse. I imagine she peeks at it every now and again. She is loved and will never be forgotten.

by Debbi