Throwback Thursday!

Hey everyone!  I am taking part in The Teaching Tribune's Summer Blogging Series.  We are currently in Week 2 and it's Throwback Thursday!

I currently teach 1st grade and my teaching year doesn't end until June 30th, so I am still officially a 1st grade teacher.  When the new school year starts I will be moving to 2nd.

What can I say - I adored 1st grade and I adored my 1st grade teacher.  Of all my school memories, Miss Boyd is the teacher who will forever have my heart!  She taught in the same school throughout her teaching career and many years later, I had the opportunity of teaching in my old school on a temporary contract - I taught there for 3 years.  You can imagine just how nervous I felt entering the staff room on that first morning and being instructed to call her Liz.  My heart was pounding and all I could think about was that she was my hero!  Of course she had no idea how I felt!  Through time, as we became friends, we were able to laugh about it!  My head still struggles to get around the fact that I receive a Christmas card from her every year and count her as a friend.  When I was 6 years old - she was everything I aspired to be - I was in awe.

Funnily enough, when I think back on my dreams, my first thought was to be a police officer - I believe I was influenced by my Dad who thought it would be a great career for me.  However, I didn't have the required courage, especially growing up in the midst of terrorism.  I really can't pinpoint when I decided to become a teacher, but no other career has ever crossed my mind.

I was in a composite class in 1st grade, alongside my brother who was in 2nd.  My poor mother - there was  only 14 months between us!  (Sadly my brother died when he was 20 years old and the pain of that separation never goes away, but lessens a bit with time).

Below is a photo of us together in our composite class - you can't fail to miss the uniform!  It was our winter uniform.  The second pic is the beret with the school crest.  I was required to wear this whilst going to and from school.  It still has my name label inside, in my Dad's handwriting.  I am so happy I saved this - as it brings back such wonderful memories of my primary school days!



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  1. Thank you, Merinda! I have just spotted what looks like straw in my hair!!

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  2. Love the Beret! That is so special you still have it and with your dad's handwriting.

    ~Laura
    Luv My Kinders

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    1. Thank you, Laura! Yes, it is very special - he died when I was 16 - and I just need to look at his handwriting to spark special memories!

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