Word: classroom
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Somervell's words, "Every classroom is a citadel," sound good as a battle cry. But where are the schools to get teachers to train youth, to say nothing of the impossibility of supplying all schools with the equipment necessary to teach specialized classes for industrial workers, Army Air Force flyers and ground...
Prim and meticulous, 77-year-old Bridgman stumps up & down his classroom, glowering affably at any student who wastes drawing paper or sits a few inches out of line from the other students. Occasionally he stops to drop a sardonic remark or to redraw, in heavy accurate lines, an improperly pitched shoulder or a badly proportioned leg. Something of a Puritan, Bridgman has only recently permitted nude models in mixed classes of men & women. He treats the human body as solemnly and abstractly as an engineering problem. "Anatomically," he says, "there's not much difference between...
...schools and colleges to provide the opportunity for every youth to equip himself for a place in winning the war. You must do this regardless of cost, time, inconvenience, the temporary sidetracking of nonwar objectives, or even the temporary scrapping of peacetime courses. . . . Every classroom is a citadel...
...WAACs training on the elm-shaded Fort Des Moines parade ground were dead serious. In the classroom they took notes on everything but the instructor's "Good Morning." They saluted so often, so insistently that visiting regular Army officers had to use liniment on the arms that returned those salutes...
...trudged in only a week before go 4,000 feet aloft in a twin-engine bombardier-trainer plane, drop a stick of bombs smack in the center of a 100-ft. circle. He saw San Antonio's student navigators, riding on motor-drawn platforms above a classroom map, work out problems they would face in the air. At Harlingen, Tex. he watched blindfolded enlisted men take machine guns apart and put them together again by touch, as they must in the gloom of a tail turret on a night-bombing mission...