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1st Grade With Miss Harvison At Thatcher Elementary

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1st Grade With Miss Harvison at Thatcher Elementary David Walker I Miss Harvison’s smile greeted each taker of An assigned seat of big kids desks in our very first First Grade class at Thatcher Elementary It was early in September after a Long summer and a Successful year of half-day kindergarten The beginning of numbered grades All in a row 12 years was my first glimpse of forever II Miss Harvison was no taller than the Tallest boys among us And I was proudly one among them Gray hair and pale blue eyes Thin with the skin of an aging angel She made learning fun She made us want to come For another chapter of Dick & Jane And adding numbers III Miss Harvison never married But by 1960 knew 50 years of children She was 25 when she first arrived And had her first 30 in a Baptism of fire She knew everyone by name and by heart It was the start of a life-long love affair with teaching and learning IV Miss Harvison has always lived in the Memories of a thousand and a half Half-pints seated in neat rows The children who became her students Her treasures Her measures of a meaningful life

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Date: 3/26/2023 1:43:00 PM
This is beautiful, I'm so glad this was a featured poem, or I probably would have missed it. What a precious teacher you had <3
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David Walker
Date: 3/27/2023 8:25:00 AM
Thank you, BJ. yes..after all of these years, I still love her..
Date: 11/2/2021 9:22:00 AM
David, this is a wonderful, sweet tribute to a teacher who had a tremendous impact on the lives of so many children. She will live forever in the hearts of the children she taught. Beautiful!
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David Walker
Date: 11/3/2021 3:22:00 AM
Thank you, Milton. I remember her so clearly from the distance of 60 years. Pleasant memories

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