276 Comments for Horace Mann School (KC)

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Good work. Very interesting. YouTube has videos of "Urban exorations" of abandoned homes, hotels, old mansions, etc. Very, very interesting. Good work!
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sadly still looks better than the school my husband teaches at
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Cripes!! Ewww!!
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Nope, too much else to see in this place!
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Nah I don't put disinformation out there to anonymize a place, I would just give it a pseudonym. Horace Mann was definitely in Kansas City, although it was on the Missouri side.
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Did you read the text?
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*jawdrop*

...my father still has his VIC. It and about 8 game cartridges were what us kids used for a video game system until I was around 15 and we bought a Playstation 1. My all-time favorite was "River Racers".
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Again, creepy-level resemblance...

if I may skirt the rules just a tad, Motts, was this school actually in Kansas or was that a location you made up to anonymize it?
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I truly don't know how this looks so much like my old school, right down to the entrance. We had staircases going up to the 2nd story on either side once you came in the main entrance and side doors going down as well, in a slightly different arrangement.

I still remember the first day I went to the "upstairs for big kid class" (3rd grade) as kindergarten was in a separate building and 1-2nd grade were downstairs. Made me nervous as heck.
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Reminds me of 5th grade dissection. NOT my happiest hour!
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I have to admit I would probably break the UE code and walk off with all the books I could stagger with...
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That's so like my old school's theater it's downright unsettling. Lot of very old memories in the corners of my mind.
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What were the titles of the textbooks? Were there any tiled "Faith Alive"?
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@feather - yes they do. I went to a low-budget private Christian school until 5th grade. 2 pledges every day; one for American flag, one for the Christian flag. Two selected students per day unfolded/raised and lowered/folded the American flag flown on the pole outside the school. I still remember when it was my turn.

So many thoughts running through my mind looking at that chalkboard. Did the teacher and class know this was the last day or was it a surprise? (I assume at least the teacher knew) How do you keep order and study focus on a day like that? And in what kind of crying hurry do you have to leave that the chalkboard isn't erased?!
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Thank you once again for providing the last snapshots of this beautiful place before it was destroyed.