My Third Grade Teacher




This is how I remember my third grade teacher. The woman was quite cruel to students she didn’t like, and for some reason, I was one of them. I never understood why such a mean spirited person would even be teaching children. My mother actually went as far as to go into the school to chew her out after one particular incident when I came home crying. My third grade teacher came to define evil personified when I was a child.

My older sister had this same teacher… when the teacher died, my mother clipped the obituary and mailed it to my sister with the note saying “this should cheer you up”…

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