I found this in an old greeting card box that also contained pictures and memorabilia from my Grandma Green. I imagine it was from one of her children. Perhaps my mom.
Tell if it's true if you Love me or you. Now if it's true what I heard If you are now to be The nicest Mother in The whole wide world
Mrs. Anderson was the best teacher ever. She encouraged my love of reading. When I entered her class from Miss Jaderman’s class I was initially placed in the lower reading group with a different 6th grade teacher but somehow Mrs. Anderson knew I was a good reader and brought me to her reading group. I don’t think we used typical reading books in her class, but we read real books — and she read to us. After reading each of the books we would often do a special project as a class. For instance, after reading The Hobbit we made a hobbit hole out of chicken wire and papier-mâché. After reading Wind in the Willows we put on a play and presented it to the school. We even did the screen writing ourselves — turning the book into scenes. I excelled at that. We may or may not have put so much effort into the other subjects, but we sure had fun with language arts.
Reading Mrs. Anderson’s comments makes me smile. I don’t know that I knew she considered me a “favorite”. It took me years to overcome my shyness — and I still fall into it now and then.
Mrs. Tidwell was the worst teacher I ever had. I wrote about her before, none of it good. I’m surprised she wasn’t unkind in the report card — maybe she just saved the humiliating comments when parents were not involved.
On top of her being mean to me, she put on a minstrel show — blackface and all — every year. Maybe it was more acceptable back then, but I certainly didn’t think it was a good thing to do.
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