Taj Mahal

In 3rd grade we did a study of the country of India. The class teacher was Mrs. Hino (teachers didn’t have first names back then, at least that’s what my 3rd grade brain assumed). Also, we sometimes referred to her as Mrs. Hiny behind her back (and her butt, too, come to think of it). Anyways, we split into groups and Mike, Sam, and I choose to do an artistic depiction of the monsoon in India. Our approach was unique in that we did a quite large painting of the Taj Mahal for starters, then intended to paint sheets of rain in front of it. Problem was that our Taj Mahal was so good that it seemed a shame to mask it with rain. So, we put a few big drops here and there to depict the beginning of the monsoon season. I remember Mrs. Hino showing it to the art teacher and he was impressed, despite the fact that it was very 2 dimensional (we had no idea how to draw anything with 3D perspective).

Also interesting was that Mr. Hino payed a visit to the class (wonder of wonders that teachers had spouses let alone existence outside the school grounds!). He admired our painting and even helped us enhance it a bit because he had actually seen the Taj Mahal in person. That was a cool experience, and it remains an enjoyable memory.