Friday, June 17, 2011
My Dad-- The Teacher
As I look at the picture, several things stand out in my memory...my dress made by my Mom, without using a pattern...one of the girls who came from an abusive, alcoholic home, a boy who had frequent "accidents" in school, and so on.
But the most memorable thing to me is the quality of Dad's teaching...see the care with which the name of the school and the music were drawn on the blackboard, in chalk. What you can't see is the enthusiasm and care he showed in his teaching. It was a country school...no electricity, sparse funding, etc., but we got a good education!
I guess this all reminds me of a Hallmark commercial ...and today is one day I would like to run out and buy him a sentimental card...but this will have to do....