I had a “boyfriend” in second grade. His name was Blair.
This year I started 2nd grade.
My teacher was Mrs. L. Mrs. L went down in history as my favorite elementary teacher. She was younger, I guess in her mid-twenties. I always thought of her as very beautiful. I remember once she had me out in the hallway, I think she was giving me a stern talking-to. Continue reading “1993 — Age 8”
Music is a very central theme in my life.
This year I started 1st grade.
My teacher, Mrs. W was nice too. I’d guess her to be in her 40s at the time. She always had a perpetual tan and short, black hair. I remember she went on a trip to Costa Rica while we had her as our teacher. I get the feeling that she’d go there every year. Looking back on it, she may have had family from there. She read us the Boxcar Children, and I always liked that book series since. Continue reading “1992 — Age 7”
I wish I remember what it felt like to really hear for the first time.
In April Dad was promoted and we were transferred from one mid-sized rural town in Minnesota, to another similar rural town in the same state. Continue reading “1990 — Age 5”