A lesson from the fourth grade talent show
When I was in 4th grade I had a wonderful teacher. She was young, beautiful, kind and caring. My classmates and I could never pronounce her name and we certainly couldn’t spell it. I think I could pen it correctly now but it was her maiden name and we kids often just referred to her as Miss M. It was early in Miss M’s career when she taught me. It may have even been her first year of teaching. I don’t remember the exact details of her teaching career. I do remember sitting on the carpet in her classroom in Cluster One and listening to her read to us. My classmates and I were ...