Here's my post for the March Slice of Life challenge with the Two Writing Teachers community for Day Nine of Thirty-One. Thank you, Stacey, Beth, Deb, Betsy, Lanny, Kathleen, Lisa, and Melanie.
This March, as I wrote last week, I thought I'd take Thursdays to live in the past and share a little of the "me I used to be".
I only remember about this picture because my mother told me how cute I was. When I lived in that little town until seventh grade, the school housed all students, K-12. And when homecoming came, they celebrated the usual high-school king and queen, the junior high ones, and the elementary ones. I'm not sure I was a princess or a queen, but here's the picture, the "me I used to be". I was in first grade and my prince was in second grade.
I do remember other things about first grade. I'm old enough that there was no kindergarten at that time, and I was reading chapter books when I entered school. My teacher's name was Mrs. Hurt, and I remember that she called me up to her desk sometimes during the week to have me read to her. She gave me tips, and always a new book. One book series special to me then were the Betsy-Tacy books by Maud Hart Lovelace. There were many, thank goodness. I don't remember any other activity, but do remember playing hide 'n seek at recess. And because I lived so close to school, I roller-skated to and from.
|The pic is not in good shape, but if you look carefully, I do have a crown. '|
I do wonder why we're not smiling. Perhaps because they asked us to
What would you share from the "you you used to be"?