tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post1025267841262878908..comments2024-03-02T08:42:31.631-07:00Comments on Wyoming Breezes: Back in Time - Preparing LessonsNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18296050573667055406noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-21605344758447405072014-08-20T22:00:11.639-06:002014-08-20T22:00:11.639-06:00I remember those well, as I taught for 27 years. W...I remember those well, as I taught for 27 years. When the schools finally got Xerox copiers, we were told to save them for something special, like a handout for parents. And we were never supposed to copy something personal for ourselves, such as a cancelled check, receipt, etc. I wrote on the ditto masters & loved the smell of the ink. Didn't love the purple that sometimes got on my hands or clothes.<br /> God bless you Nancy, for all the beautiful quilts & things you have made for othersSarita Boyettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05114918446765517683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-79421910382720123232014-08-12T21:21:22.972-06:002014-08-12T21:21:22.972-06:00The purple ink...and we would all smell our fresh ...The purple ink...and we would all smell our fresh papers. I wonder if every kid did that?:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-44832279140466758392014-08-12T19:54:12.490-06:002014-08-12T19:54:12.490-06:00I was waiting for the mimeograph to get a mention!...I was waiting for the mimeograph to get a mention! I used to help with that... to keep my hands (and thus, mind) from being idle and naughty.SissySeeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13249971578077045662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-80378618687418823892014-08-12T15:45:20.576-06:002014-08-12T15:45:20.576-06:00I remember mimeograph machines ! I still marvel at...I remember mimeograph machines ! I still marvel at our printer in the basement. How I touch a button on a computer and have it print out there blows this mind!kathy bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17534431969086721507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-70800251657889806822014-08-12T15:17:30.615-06:002014-08-12T15:17:30.615-06:00I remember all of them. What a hassle they were f...I remember all of them. What a hassle they were for those of us who wanted to creat our own handouts. No wonder so many people used workbooks.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06412341664506380343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-44978532946552807422014-08-12T14:15:53.380-06:002014-08-12T14:15:53.380-06:00Three of my four years of high school I worked in ...Three of my four years of high school I worked in the mimeograph office, typing masters and running the machine. Most of the time my teachers gave me oral tests because I was the one who typed all of the tests. Katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06450679959206351852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-63803130469622363802014-08-12T13:19:04.278-06:002014-08-12T13:19:04.278-06:00Yes I do remember that smell! It was considered so...Yes I do remember that smell! It was considered something special to be asked by the teacher if we'd like to crank the handle. Clever teacher! They called those machines by a different name here - something like gestetner. I don't know about the spelling. Razzle Dazzle Quilterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06900423438793574638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-26264784395023135962014-08-12T11:48:44.285-06:002014-08-12T11:48:44.285-06:00Oh yes, I remember cranking that machine. I usual...Oh yes, I remember cranking that machine. I usually wrote on the sheets instead of typing too, though I did have to type the tests. I also remember that distinct smell and those damp pages. Copy machines have sure been a blessing, haven't they?Martihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03559847090671071342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-55065587725472950772014-08-12T08:03:03.338-06:002014-08-12T08:03:03.338-06:00I had no idea these existed! Wow, what a pain the...I had no idea these existed! Wow, what a pain they must have been.Pumpkinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11334868491094133451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-51214504106416131052014-08-12T08:00:41.154-06:002014-08-12T08:00:41.154-06:00Mimeo!!!! Oh yeah ... I ran one of those when Ste...Mimeo!!!! Oh yeah ... I ran one of those when Stephen was in elementary. And, I too, remember sniffing the damp ditto papers. LOL<br /><br />No wonder I liked school. We were all high on ditto fumes! ;-)<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-31859256704103025282014-08-12T07:59:35.790-06:002014-08-12T07:59:35.790-06:00Oh the memories! Especially of the smell of the f...Oh the memories! Especially of the smell of the freshly run dittos. I can even hear the sound of cranking the machine for copies. I'm thankful for technology too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09497292872289897109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-4040207283561562972014-08-12T07:55:57.935-06:002014-08-12T07:55:57.935-06:00It isn't something I remember or knew...so gla...It isn't something I remember or knew...so glad for the new ones.Changes in the windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06942797186537814864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-43523512504633248052014-08-12T07:49:29.112-06:002014-08-12T07:49:29.112-06:00Working as a teacher's aide in the mid-seventi...Working as a teacher's aide in the mid-seventies and early eighties, I got to know these machines inside and out.<br />Thank goodness for technology!lylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16361722148057209515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407290539855175918.post-86420937641700444982014-08-12T07:14:23.495-06:002014-08-12T07:14:23.495-06:00As elementary students, we loved the smell of fres...As elementary students, we loved the smell of freshly run ditto papers. I remember we would be excited if the paper was still damp and each of us would hold it up to our nose, breathe deeply and sigh. Tracy Batchelderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18137536258043194796noreply@blogger.com