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This is the little girl on my infamous trip from Logan to Midway. She wanted me to take her picture, and then she played with my camera for quite a while.

Of the students in the room, these were the Convergers. I was in this group, too, though I had strong leanings toward the Assimilators. I was about as far as you could get from the Accommodators and the Divergers.

What's better than Pete in a crown? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

The whole group together for the first time.

This was in the Midway Airport when I landed. They knew I was coming!

My bed for this stay at Simmons College.

On the last day, the faculty sang for us about Immersion set to tunes from the Wizard of Oz.

The fairy of information literacy inspiration comes to enlighten a faculty member, a librarian, and a confused student.

Homes of the rich.

Sometimes the flash would have been nice.

Clarence, Crystal, Jason, Rainer, and I went out for one last meal before leaving Boston. It was a Japanese food place called "Umi" only a few blocks from Simmons, and the food was great. Not as good as the company, though. These guys are awesom.

Capt. John Turner build the house in 1668 as a two-room house. He and John Turner II later added additions and the gables. John Turner III lost the house and Ingersoll family bought it. They remodeled the house and removed 4 of the Gables. When Caroline O. Emmerton bought the house in 1908, she had it restored to 7 gables.

All the wads of paper on the floor are our drawings (of what we fear most in teaching). We did a lot of right-brain stuff in Randy's classes.

There sure weren't many of these learners in the room. Did you know they like to learn by role-playing?!?

Lots of bad coffee (necessary to keep up with the gruelling class schedule) served in these little bitty paper cups...

Robert Shaw lead the 54th Regiment, an all black regiment, during the Civil War.

Chicago PD getting around in the Midway Airport.

By far the largest group in the room.

This whole street is only open to ticket holders during pre-game and game time.

We're supposed to draw what it would look like to teach in a way the reveals personhood rather than concealing it. Those are happy faces and balloons coming out of my stomach. We'll disregard the headlessness and the icky metaphor of a zipper in my stomach.

From one of my favorite picture books.

Beth taught us about learning styles and learning theory.

Each of these benches is carved with the name of one of the hanged "witches."

For our activity on the last day of Immersion, my group wrote a personal ad for the information literate student.

Reportedly one of the oldest candy shops in the U.S. Everything is made in-house.

The whole group together for the first time.

Tami was one member of the group the put on the most incomprehensible and most intriguing live-art show of the day.

This is an example of one of the stone benches (see next picture) that make up the Salem witch trial memorial. Each bench is carved with the name of a hanged "witch."

It's only one person wide, but even though you can touch a bunch of people's houses at once, it's still a public alley.

Nathenial Hawthorne was inspired to write "The House of Seven Gables" by this house.

"Do not play with the stamp machine. Is not a casino. Thank you."

Here's the outside. Not much to look at when it's under construction.

The fairy of information literacy inspiration comes to enlighten a faculty member, a librarian, and a confused student.

She didn't live here when she wrote her books, but this is where Louisa May Alcott grew up.

According to the story with the same name, a police officer stopped traffic so a family of ducks could cross the street.

Accommodators, Divergers, Convergers, and Assimilators.

We spent a LOT of time sitting in this room for the 5 days of Immersion.

That's right, the severe weather shelter at Midway is in the women's bathroom.

This little guy never made a peep the whole time we were waiting or flying.

I remembered the Frog Pond from when I was a little girl, but not the frogs. They might be new. Or I might have a bad memory.

One of John and Mrs. Kerry's houses. (On the corner of Pinckeny Street and Louisburg Square)

We each had to fill out this little profile on the first day.

People used to use the headstones as targets for musket practice.

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