Miss Mt. Pleasant. Even her name was magic. Soothing. Safe. Something about the idea of a mountain of pleasant, of being a resident of that mountain was captivating for me. I loved my 2nd grade teacher very much. It was a new school, having moved to the east side in October, transferred into a new … Read more
Elementary school trombone lesson – or geese farting overhead? I couldn’t resist…sorry. HA! Thanks again for following my blog. I appreciate your consideration of my words and thoughts.