Autumn is my favorite season and October is my favorite fall month. Where I live in the Pacific Northwest our winters are windy, wet, and cold, our springs are wet and cool, our summers are pleasant, but our falls are delightful. Warm days, cool nights, just the right amount of dark for a good sleep, and just the right amount of daylight to get things done; these are the things I love about autumn.
My daughter lives in the Northeast, in northern New England. Autumn is my favorite season there as well. She gets very cold winters, wet, buggy springs, and hot and humid summers, but fall there is beautiful. Fall where I live is brown, green, and yellow, but where my daughter lives, fall is a rainbow of warm.
Elementary schools in the United States traditionally start in the fall and curriculum begins to drift toward harvest, Pilgrims, Native Americans, Plymouth Rock, and the first Thanksgiving. However, our history is not always spot-on accurate. For example, the Pilgrims in the Mayflower are often portrayed as Puritans. While Puritans did eventually come to America that first boatload were actually Separatists, which were a different group altogether.
Separatists left the Church of England because they thought it was broken and unfixable, whereas the Puritans also thought the Church of England was broken, but they stuck around awhile and made an attempt to purify it. Thus they were given the moniker, Puritans.
Admittedly, this is a small discrepancy and barely worthy of mention. It’s not the only one, though. Rather than write an entire blog post on this, I will instead refer you to “Of Plimouth Plantation” by William Bradford, the leader of the Plymouth Colony in Massachusetts. It is his journal written over a period of some 20 years. I love original source material, and this is just about as good as one can find. Don’t look for it in print – however it is available for free in multiple digital formats at Project Gutenberg: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/24950
If you are ever able to visit Plymouth Massachusetts, go in summer. You will be able to visit a very well done interpretive center of Plymouth colony and a Native American community of the same era. The site of the original colony is lost to time, but you can visit Plymouth Rock (nearly buried now in sand, but preserved), and the interpretive center a few miles south of Plymouth.
Harvest is what I love most about fall. I love the Cornucopia, that beautiful horn-shaped basket overflowing with the produce of harvest. I love sampling the harvest, too. We always have a lot of fresh produce in my home. We grow tomatoes and green beans, raspberries and blueberries – lots of blueberries – grapes, plums, kiwi, and apples. We freeze things and can things and dry things. We even have a cider press that gets some use on the really prolific apple years.
I know that the arrival of autumn means the passing of summer, and that can be sad. But autumn is unique and special in its own right. If summer is your favorite and you mourn its passing, take a fresh look at autumn. Wherever you live, at least in the northern hemisphere, fall has a lot to offer. In addition to all the other wonderful things about autumn that I have already mentioned, it is the only season with more than one name!
As you plan your lessons for fall, look at the season with fresh eyes. Make some changes; add a few things to bring the sights, smells, and tastes of fall into your classroom. Investigate some primary sources and if you need to adjust what you teach so that your students have more authentic history, be courageous – go for it!
But most of all, enjoy Fall.