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Monday, January 5, 2009

ms. ward

Alright, so onto the Ms. Ward story I've been promising... My family moved from one side of Malden to another while I was in first grade. I finished my first grade year at Lincoln Elementary School and started fresh at Forestdale Elementary School for second grade. My first grade teacher, Ms. Bushway was mean. She tried to tell me that I couldn't eat the cupcakes my mother sent to school with me for my birthday because I didn't do my homework. She expected me to pass them out to the rest of the class and not have one myself. Let's just say that wasn't going to happen...and it didn't. When Ms. Bushway discovered that I would be transferring to Forestdale for second grade, she told me that she hoped I would get Ms. Ward, the teacher she had when she was in second grade. First, I couldn't believe how old this Ms. Ward must be if Ms. Bushway had her in second grade. Second, I couldn't believe a first grade teacher was telling a 7 year old kid that she hoped he got a mean teacher. No wonder I couldn't stand her. So, the teacher assignment arrived during the summer and who would I get for second grade...Ms. Ward of course. (I think the fix was in personally.) Ms. Ward didn't disappoint. She was the meanest teacher I had at any level of schooling, including high school and college. Not only was she mean, but she must have been the least helpful second grade teacher in the history of the world. Think about it...I was like 8 years old and still learning. At the age, it's normal to have questions for your teacher. In fact, questions should be encouraged as that's the way you will learn. Well, whenever you would call out Ms. Ward's name, she'd complete your sentence by saying, "...is busy!" and then would just continue what she was doing, paying you no attention. I'm not kidding and anyone else who had her can attest to this truth. Student wanting to learn: "Ms. Ward?" Ms. Ward: "...is busy." What the heck? That was always so annoying to me. I hated second grade! Third grade on the other hand, I had Mr. McCarthy. Best teacher. What a difference a year makes.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Poor Mike, you are obviously scarred for life.

Cassidy :) said...

My teacher is never mean to me!

mamabrown said...

You want to hear mean? My 3rd grade teacher really had it in for me. She tied me to my chair and taped my mouth shut, Believe it or not i liked her.
My 4th grade teacher was no picnic either. she made me stay in during recess for throwing a piece of paper in the trash can from a distance. Mind you she did the same thing that very day in the lunch room.What do you think I learned from that? they made her move to another school because her husband was the principle as he took her side. But such is life.

Velvet said...

Wow, your memory is still sharp. I had one of those teachers in 4th and 6th grades. Stressful times.