I noticed that the girls in the class always seemed to escape punishment and reprimand, and years later I learned the woman was a lesbian her anti-boy agenda was certainly clear to me. My problems usually consisted of something like "Wouldn't let neighbor see eraser" or "Staring at Diane," or "talking." (I have a composition book full of such affronts.) While it is true I was the class clown, it is also true that I certainly wasn't the eleven-year-old ogre she thought I was. Nearly every day I had to stay after class to discuss my "citizenship problems" with this dreary wretch. Her name was Miss Wilda Johnson, and out of a classroom full of students she seemed to select me for special punishment. ISBN 0-02-734840-7įrom 1966 to 1968 I had the world's worst fifth and sixth grade teacher. Lathrop.Ģ07 pages, published by Macmillan Publishing Company, 1929. Hitty: Her first hundred years by Rachel Field. This is me getting in touch with my feminine side.
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