So where was I? Oh, yeah! I was in first grade reading and hating math. Now I promise you I won't bore you with every detail of my childhood, but I want to tell you some of what I remember. I had a great teacher in first grade. I know I gave her fits! I couldn't keep my mouth shut. She would put me on the hall two to three times a week. Sometimes she would put me beside the other first grade teacher's door. I'd stick my head in her door to let her know I was there. She was far from a mean teacher. She was great. I was the pain. She had faith in me and has given me encouragement from time to time throughout the years. I will never forget her.
Of course, being so many years ago, elementary school is mostly a blur. I had good teachers and great teachers. I had some old teachers, too. One in particular taught everyone on my dad's side of the family who were in school within the last 39 years, so she knew well who I was. She taught me in her 39th year of teaching and retired after her 40th. She had learned a few things about teaching over the years. I wonder what her views about the educational system would be today.
I also had one teacher who scared me to death - still does actually. Her daughter teaches now, and I've heard students say she scares them, too - at first. After they get to know her, she's pretty cool. Maybe I should get to know her mom a little better.
And then there are a couple of teachers I have actually had the pleasure of teaching beside. One retired, and I certainly miss hearing her down the hallway. She never missed an opportunity to teach. She had students in her room working with them from the time they were allowed in the building until she took them to the busses. This included her planning time.
All in all, elementary school was a success. I do have more stories to tell as time goes on, and there is always more than one side to a story.
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