School Daze, School Daze…!

I love this time of the year when everyone goes off to school. Education is such an important part of our lives. I love the learning process, the acquiring of new and different knowledge. In fact, my whole life I have loved learning and school. As you know, I finally finished my Psychology Degree at University of Nevada, Reno on December 4,2010. At that time, I also finished an Art – Ceramics Minor at University of Nevada, Reno and earlier in the spring 2010 I finished an Art – Ceramics Associates at Truckee Meadows Community College where I have taught Computer Classes to Senior Citizens for the past ten years. In 1988, I finished and Associates Degree in General Studies at Mt. Hood Community College in Gresham, Oregon. Earlier, much earlier, I finished grades one through twelve.

One of the great things that happened at the Grimmett Reunion this July is I received a very neat picture of the Moreland School House which has since been torn down. It is the school house that I went to when I was in the First Grade. This school was the Moreland High School but the first and second grades went here. Our room was downstairs and right in the front on the left. We could get to the classroom two ways: going down the stairs outside the building or going up the front stairs and then down a set of stairs just inside the door. How excited I was for that first day of school. Mrs. Anderson, my teacher, was a grandmotherly type lady so I felt right at home. We did like recess and especially the swing which was tied to the very tall trees at the back of the school. You could swing so high that you just thought that you would go over the top bar.

The Second Grade..... We moved over to Riverside Grade school where I stayed for through sixth grade. Mrs. Parrish, our Second Grade teacher was a young tall beautiful auburn hair lady. We all thought that she was or should be a movie star. One thing she liked to do is check to see if we all had a clean handkerchief, I’m not sure if I forgot mine or I just did not have one, so Della Erickson, the girl across the aisle, let me use hers. In those days girls did not wear Levi’s, but every day we wore dresses. In the winter, and even late into the spring, we, girls, liked to wear the leggings to our snowsuits under our dresses so that we could wrestle around on the playground and play on the tricky bars. One of the fun things that we did during recess was play kiss tag out under the big tall trees at the end of the school yard.

In Third Grade... We had the scariest and grouchiest teacher named Mrs. Jolley. She wasn’t as pretty as Mrs. Parrish or even as tall and she certainly was not to be mistaken for a movie star. One day she left the classroom, and of course, we all started to talk and act up and thought we were pretty safe as we had posted a guard. Pretty soon we heard the guard say here she comes, and we all scrambled to our seats. Mrs. Jolley came and said, “Here’s she come!” Although a grouchy person, she was a good teacher and I learned a lot from her teaching.

< In Fourth Grade... Our teacher was named Mrs. Harris. She was a very nice lady and as pretty as Mrs. Parrish but older and a mother to children. Right after lunch she would read to us to settle us down. In particular, I remember her reading to us from Black Beauty. Mrs. Harris was going to have a baby and during the summer time when the baby was due, we learned that she had died in childbirth. Our hearts were broken, our beautiful teacher had gone to heaven, leaving her family and the new born baby.

Tune in later for more on school daze….!

This is September 5, 2011... This Blog needs some new posts...!

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