Calligraphy and Head of the Class

In fourth grade, my teacher was Ms. Brown.  She was my favorite teacher to date.  She was young and had a wonderful sense of humor; something that my previous teachers had never shared with us.  Her hair was curly and she was short and stout.  I thought she was pretty. I saw myself as the “good”Continue reading “Calligraphy and Head of the Class”

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