tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post3671583772702253609..comments2023-10-10T12:16:27.746-04:00Comments on The Other Side of the Mountain: Remembering Teachers Part IIH. Gillhamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16866823621648796335noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-11648187158944567362013-10-22T18:03:47.944-04:002013-10-22T18:03:47.944-04:00Harriett Sue, after all these years. tell everyone...Harriett Sue, after all these years. tell everyone in your family I said hello. Your teacher descriptions were spot on. I really enjoyed reading this. Van WingAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-17050888532901297162011-08-25T09:41:59.514-04:002011-08-25T09:41:59.514-04:00Okay Harry, the song we did for PTA with Ms. Hayes...Okay Harry, the song we did for PTA with Ms. Hayes and the white collar and gloves washed in Tide with back then the phosphurus (spelling?) was: Are you ready? Hey look us over, lend us your ear, Halloween is getting very near, Witches, black cats, owls, spooks and bats. These you will be meeting when you go out trick or treating.... she had us write this song and we performed under blacklights at PTA. For the time it was cool... <br /><br />I wonder where poor Mr.McLemore ending up. God Bless his heart! We all needed to apologize to that man. Also remember all the other 7th grades got to go to Six Flags for graduation, but oh not us, they shipped us out to Huntsville, AL to the space center. I guess they were hoping some of us would end up shipped out accidently!<br /><br />Those were the times! DARAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-86473574336998010192011-06-13T10:25:09.471-04:002011-06-13T10:25:09.471-04:00I don't know how or why or from where, but I r...I don't know how or why or from where, but I recognized that song after reading the first line.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HkcbS5QmQg<br /><br />This sounds like my generation's middle school experience. Unfortunately my torturing teachers didn't dissipate in high school. Instead I took to refining it, with three exceptions of teachers I enjoyed, you being one. :)Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03617449507493321849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-65359117846805878102011-05-02T19:52:28.553-04:002011-05-02T19:52:28.553-04:00I bet you look back on how your terrorized poor Mr...I bet you look back on how your terrorized poor Mr. McLemore your first year of teaching. Honestly, I don't think Math ever would have been your subject Miss Hayes or not...LOL. Imagine you having a sense of humor and performing in front of audiences....you were destined to be a teacher way back when. My Elementary School (ES - as we call them in MD) had one class per grade, with about 20-25 kids per class. We were a tight knit bunch and stayed together through K-6. It was weird to go to Middle School and watch us all go our separate ways into other "clicks" *sigh* the life of a teenager.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05468542721062027318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-36611995771474453772011-05-01T18:45:15.582-04:002011-05-01T18:45:15.582-04:00Oh my gosh,Harriet......this post is so timely, si...Oh my gosh,Harriet......this post is so timely, since back home at the local coffee hangout (not Starbucks) I ran into my former sixth grade teacher, Mrs. Wakefield. Boy, was I shocked when she knew me right away, after all it was 1970 when I was in her class. This post brought back so many memories of all my teachers. I remember then all in detail. Mrs. Wakefield though was like your Miss Hayes! <br /><br />"Like trying to keep a bunch of corks underwater at the same time" Oh I remember subs we had too! LOLLori Heydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800167686537384791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-79177504806104420182011-04-27T13:49:09.831-04:002011-04-27T13:49:09.831-04:00I remember my first grade teacher, Mrs. Woolfolk, ...I remember my first grade teacher, Mrs. Woolfolk, playing songs from a record player in class. {Record player = OLD technology, but at least it wasn't an 8 track tape player - LOL} One of the songs was the same "Four Leaf Clover" ditty you mentioned. BTW - Thanks for putting that tune in my brain for the rest of the day.Nanlanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14202844765774275280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-57769204278727056802011-04-27T09:37:58.110-04:002011-04-27T09:37:58.110-04:00So Mrs. Brooks, The Teacher Formerly Known As Miss...So Mrs. Brooks, The Teacher Formerly Known As Miss Hayes, was into modern performance. That or she wanted you all to be mimes...<br /><br />Poor Mr. McLemore, LoL. Did you ever search for him after you all chased him off? Did he continue teaching elsewhere?Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13570111691860959014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3278302907767234817.post-70437368058330027552011-04-26T08:03:26.467-04:002011-04-26T08:03:26.467-04:00All middle school aged children should be sent to ...All middle school aged children should be sent to Russian prison until entering the 8th grade.ldhardagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01960132939433332907noreply@blogger.com