Perspective

I often reminisce on my childhood, thinking of all the teachers I had in school. I certainly had my favorites. Like Miss Ashley in first grade. She allowed me to sit close to the windows where it would be cool on hot days. And then there was Miss Parr, my 3rd grade music teacher. She was tough, but taught me a lot. And I can’t forget Mr. Stewart, my 7th grade history teacher. He would relate stories of American history where I felt I was the real Betsy Ross. There were many Sunday School teachers who took the time to sit down and see what I was coloring. Teachers come in and out throughout your life teaching us lessons of many kinds.