tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post5238224234804048510..comments2024-02-04T04:40:23.122-08:00Comments on Harlequin Heartwarming: A Writer's Beginnings by Marion EkholmPamela Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-66089259395464762462016-01-13T06:25:35.348-08:002016-01-13T06:25:35.348-08:00My mother had my second grade teacher back when sh...My mother had my second grade teacher back when she went to the same school. The teacher took a special interest in me and everyone considered me the teacher’s pet. She made me sit through three lunch periods because I refused to eat the pea soup we were given. She threatened to send it home to my mother and have my mother force me to eat it. Fortunately, she didn’t know my mother very well and IAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-67998239262643750602016-01-12T21:31:25.720-08:002016-01-12T21:31:25.720-08:00I had the same teacher, only it was first grade, a...I had the same teacher, only it was first grade, and she was supposedly my mother's friend, only that didn't earn me any slack. She picked on everyone, not just me, and I never got dragged by my ear like some of the boys. I never thought I'd learned anything from that horrible year, until I read your blog. I did learn something: Don't abuse power. Great blog, loved your story. AndConnie Flynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17459165424255103174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-86193397493802263152016-01-12T21:27:08.289-08:002016-01-12T21:27:08.289-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Connie Flynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17459165424255103174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-18631347451235296512016-01-12T18:58:50.426-08:002016-01-12T18:58:50.426-08:00I've had dealings with so many teachers and ha...I've had dealings with so many teachers and have a tremendous amount of respect for them. I almost chose to be one back in college. Had on the job training as part of getting a teacher's degree. Learned right then it wasn't for me, and went back to getting my degree in textiles. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-33518349121075457702016-01-12T18:50:15.591-08:002016-01-12T18:50:15.591-08:00Yes, so much so especially for Michelle. When she ...Yes, so much so especially for Michelle. When she saw it, she insisted it was a picture of herself. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-2656026300227166872016-01-12T18:09:54.103-08:002016-01-12T18:09:54.103-08:00Sweet picture, but not a sweet story about Mrs. C....Sweet picture, but not a sweet story about Mrs. C. I don't ever remember having a terrifying teacher when I was in school, but I taught with a few of them in my teaching career. Whether in the past, present, or future, any teacher who lets her students blurt out and run all over doesn't have classroom management skills. Seen lots of those.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-89003975944021934202016-01-12T16:09:30.550-08:002016-01-12T16:09:30.550-08:00That photo resembles your granddaughters at that a...That photo resembles your granddaughters at that age!Angela Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06102308492358084929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-79851026093089816612016-01-12T16:02:48.433-08:002016-01-12T16:02:48.433-08:00Thanks everyone for all the compliments I received...Thanks everyone for all the compliments I received on that picture. It's my favorite and the best school picture I ever had taken. That little purse on my dress was made by aunt where I kept my lunch money. Still have it. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-52935817393410762552016-01-12T16:00:22.833-08:002016-01-12T16:00:22.833-08:00Maggie Smith is such a wonderful actress playing t...Maggie Smith is such a wonderful actress playing that part. Picture her as her sternest and there you have Miss C. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-5317105593985638392016-01-12T15:57:10.579-08:002016-01-12T15:57:10.579-08:00Thank you. I can remember the principal with her l...Thank you. I can remember the principal with her long wooden ruler whacking the naughty children. Boy, does that date me!<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-8487513368400374962016-01-12T15:55:06.735-08:002016-01-12T15:55:06.735-08:00I think I had more trouble with my children's ...I think I had more trouble with my children's teachers than I ever did with my own. Except for Miss C., of course. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-12180491391522535262016-01-12T15:53:28.555-08:002016-01-12T15:53:28.555-08:00I remember spelling words I struggled with. Kitche...I remember spelling words I struggled with. Kitchen was one back in fourth grade. Can't imagine hearing The Road to Mandalay every morning. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-68248695107794532612016-01-12T15:48:47.969-08:002016-01-12T15:48:47.969-08:00Although I can no longer remember most of my gramm...Although I can no longer remember most of my grammar school teacher's names, I can remember at least one incident I had in each of my classes. But none dealing with another scary teacher. Thank goodness.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-53188902242337027802016-01-12T12:27:03.620-08:002016-01-12T12:27:03.620-08:00Ditto to what Rula said above about your picture!
...Ditto to what Rula said above about your picture!<br /><br />Hmmm . . . my grade 12 English teacher sounds a bit like Miss C.!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17478912840797103106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-66580757512178691422016-01-12T11:50:21.681-08:002016-01-12T11:50:21.681-08:00Marion, I love, love, love that adorable picture o...Marion, I love, love, love that adorable picture of you!!! Your story touches the heart and after reading everyone's experiences, for some reason, Professor McGonagall in Harry Potter came to mind. She seemed so stern at first, but really loved and cared for the kids, especially Harry. I loved seeing those two sides of her.Rula Sinarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01703015110251843280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-26416236201267622702016-01-12T10:56:26.350-08:002016-01-12T10:56:26.350-08:00Bad Muriel, take my word for it. I taught abstinen...Bad Muriel, take my word for it. I taught abstinence in the schools and a lot of the time I wanted to beat my head against the brick wall. <br /><br />I had a Mrs. Rice who rapped my hands because I talked too much. :-)<br />You were and still are a cutie!Patricia Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03382033674042021556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-19766664758419966222016-01-12T10:14:03.506-08:002016-01-12T10:14:03.506-08:00Marion, you were such a cutie! Sister Benoit Jose...Marion, you were such a cutie! Sister Benoit Joseph in the third grade had a voice like James Earl Jones. She used it at high volume, however, and scared us all spitless. But I fell down once in her classroom and she was like a frantic mom, fanning me, checking me for injury, half-carrying me to my desk and making me rest. Was an interesting glimpse into another side of her. School was veryMuriel Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12065629068634892645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-34556674881900207462016-01-12T09:59:26.377-08:002016-01-12T09:59:26.377-08:00What an adorable picture!! I had a Miss C. She w...What an adorable picture!! I had a Miss C. She was so stoic and I thought she didn't like me because I was the only minority in her class. I was wrong. She wound up being very fair and gave me a good grade. By the end of the term I'd broken through that tough exterior and had actually seen her smile once or twice. She was a good teacher, and I'm grateful for her. Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09393553707193848649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-55417619186050991442016-01-12T08:59:25.037-08:002016-01-12T08:59:25.037-08:00We are all in agreement here, Marion. That is the ...We are all in agreement here, Marion. That is the most adorable photo of you! Love it. I'm thinking not of a teacher--though there were many who influenced me--but of my elementary school principal. Mrs. Cram. She stood six feet tall to my tiny stature and was a truly towering presence. Every now and then over the public address system from her office (after morning prayers), she would sing &Leigh Rikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09614965296068207696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-91129879820127487022016-01-12T08:59:19.669-08:002016-01-12T08:59:19.669-08:00First off, LOVE that picture! I can see you in tha...First off, LOVE that picture! I can see you in that little girl. :) And oh, boy, did I have Miss C. I had a couple of them (one who shall go unnamed). Sister Damien in High school. Scared the crap out of me, which stalled any hope of me developing any love for history. I wish I could say she taught me a lesson like your Miss C did, but alas, nope. She made the wrong kind of difference in my Anna J Stewarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17147693615384740106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-78763981044860192402016-01-12T08:56:13.120-08:002016-01-12T08:56:13.120-08:00Ha ha...wise decision. :)Ha ha...wise decision. :)Jill Weatherholthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12935341991222337363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-84699102375471451952016-01-12T08:54:12.247-08:002016-01-12T08:54:12.247-08:00How awful - a step-mother as awful as Miss C.! At ...How awful - a step-mother as awful as Miss C.! At least I could leave Miss C. behind when I went home. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-91717274503125766962016-01-12T08:52:10.839-08:002016-01-12T08:52:10.839-08:00I didn't use my teacher's full name becaus...I didn't use my teacher's full name because, although she may be close to 100 by now (if she's still alive) I was afraid she might get back to me. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-32537860343399992402016-01-12T08:50:28.149-08:002016-01-12T08:50:28.149-08:00I probably would have ratted out my classmates jus...I probably would have ratted out my classmates just to avoid dealing with Miss C.'s screaming. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-75232265598729822372016-01-12T08:49:13.528-08:002016-01-12T08:49:13.528-08:00When my youngest granddaughter saw my picture, she...When my youngest granddaughter saw my picture, she insisted it was a picture of her. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09144857256396400731noreply@blogger.com