My First Grade Teacher

GIJoeBob

Shared on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 16:44
This past weekend I went back to my home town to help my father install a new computer system for their business.  While I was there we went out to eat at one of my favorite spots there and I just happened to run into my First grade teacher - Mrs. Sheffield.

I fondly remember most of my Elementary school teachers - In Kindergarten I had the beautiful Miss. Lee who was a new teacher that year and we had a wonderful time. In First Grade I had Mrs. Sheffield who always had soft hugs and a friendly smile. In the Second grade I had Mrs. Chambers who was so kind and soft-spoken. She read The Boxcar Children books to us and they really captivated the entire class.  But that is a different story. Back to Mrs. Sheffield.

I saw her sitting down with two other older women. I walked over and knelt down to speak with her. "Mrs. Sheffield, do you remember me?" I asked her. Clearly she did. She asked how I was doing, how old my children were. I told her about my oldest son wanting to see my old school and of my telling him about my teachers back when I was a boy.

She asked about my hair (or lack of it) and what I was up to now.  She told me that she was ninety two years old! I remembered crying at her husband's funeral and giving her a hug then. 

If I had to put a name on the relationship I had with most of my teachers back then I would have to say Mom - not a replacement mother to be sure, but more of a surrogate with a greater degree of closeness than an aunt or uncle.  And now that I am older I would have to say Grandmother is an accurate description of my feelings for my former teachers. There is a bit of reverence there, a degree of respect due to the wonderful, selfless work done by these fine people.  Mrs. Sheffield cared for me during that time - she loved me and I loved her back. I still do.

So after we chit chat a bit she turns to her eating companions and introduces me and these are the words that come out of Grandmother Sheffield's mouth:

"Hey girls, this is Tim. I taught this knucklehead!"



Thanks grandma, I love you too.

Comments

UnwashedMass's picture
Submitted by UnwashedMass on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 16:47
That rocks! Way to spread some smiles, Soup! My first grade teacher pepper sprayed me last time I saw her. In church. I was an awful kid. :)
NewBoyX's picture
Submitted by NewBoyX on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 16:48
That should make Dixie feel all warm inside.
UnwashedMass's picture
Submitted by UnwashedMass on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 16:48
JoeBob- I'm a dumbass as well as a menace to schoolteachers.....
bunky's picture
Submitted by bunky on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 17:00
Aww, that is so sweet. She must have really loved you and made an impact on her life for her to remember you after all those years
kweenie1969's picture
Submitted by kweenie1969 on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 18:16
That is awesome JoeBob!!
DixieBelle's picture
Submitted by DixieBelle on Tue, 12/12/2006 - 21:32
Thanks! Many days I wonder if anybody will remember me when they aren't 4-years-old anymore. Thanks for the encouragement!
selden007's picture
Submitted by selden007 on Thu, 12/21/2006 - 12:08
There is no way that I would ever know my 1st grade teacher if I ever saw her. In fact I could not even tell you a teacher of mines name from prior to the fourth grade.

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