Week 4-Elementary School Jordan
Growing up with my mom having an in-home daycare in our basement, I wasn't very nervous to go kindergarten. Take note--this was still when there was AM and PM kindergarten; I went to AM. I remember seeing a bunch of girls and boys crying the first few days and not understanding what the big deal was at all. All of our moms and dads were going to be home when we got there. I just did not get it. Anyways, my teachers. I had the best, most loving , caring , teachers I ever could've asked for. Kindergarten was Mrs. Proctor-she was funny. Every year until I graduated 5th grade and went to middle school, I would go into her room in the morning and put down all her chairs. Every. Single. Day. For five years. When I graduated she gave me a gorgeous silver jewelry container and I still have it on my dresser till this day. My first grade teacher, Mrs. Rutlidge. I don't remember her very much. I think she was nice. Second grade-Mrs. Pemberton. Oh, I loved her. She was so funny. She ...