Tuesday, August 20, 2013

I Had a Teacher Who Read to Us


A few friends and I got together for dinner one evening and the conversation turned towards teaching. We all agreed that a teacher probably has the greatest influence on a child, other than a parent. We never realize how our words or actions can impact a child. My adult daughters think that I am such a nerd because I can remember (almost) every teacher's name back to elementary school. I was a military brat and changed schools frequently, attending at least a dozen schools before I graduated from high school.

 A few of my favorite teachers that I remember were:

 Ms. Prince, my fifth grade teacher, who gave me enough confidence to try out for the Christmas play. I was the new kid in class.
Mr. Croce, a short, balding, Italian man who instilled music appreciation in his Junior High students by playing classical records and Opera for us while we diagrammed sentences.
Ms. Gierl, our 7th grade teacher, who favored costume jewelry and bright colors, and loved English.
Mr. Standridge, my 9th grade English teacher, who encouraged my love of Writing (Composition) and Poetry.
Ms. Scholten, my 10th grade History teacher, who took us on field trips to France and England, and made History alive and interesting.

And then there was Ms. Hyde, my 6th grade teacher. We were living in Landstuhl, Germany at the time. She was a new DOD (Dept. of Defense) teacher and had just arrived in Germany. Ms. Hyde didn't smile much, probably because we had a few misfits in class. But every day, after lunch, she opened a book and read to us. She introduced us to the one and only literary spider, Charlotte, and Wilbur, the pig, from "Charlotte's Web," She took us on an imaginary journey with "A Wrinkle in Time," and kept us from falling asleep in class while reading chapters from the  "Island of the Blue Dolphins."


I went by our local library on Tuesday evening, and there on display in the Children's sections were the Newberry winners, "A Wrinkle in Time" and "Island of the Blue Dolphins."

Happy Reading!







2 comments:

GretchenJoanna said...

Isn't it splendid how God puts these people--or are they angels?--in our lives all through the years to give us gifts. I love to hear about yours.

Relyn Lawson said...

YES!! There is no replacement for read aloud. It's my favorite time of the day, by far. And, one we never miss. We all pile up on the sofa and carpet in my classroom. I have huge oversized stuffies and big pillows. Enough for everyone to be comfortable. We lay there (I sit) all entertwined and I take them on all sorts of adventures with only the power of my voice. Heaven. 25 mintues of pure heaven in my day.

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