Monday, November 8, 2010

1 Gold and Why Was I Not The Teacher's Pet?

So there I was, class one Maame. Each class in primary school had a name peculiar to it. I was in One Gold and the other class was One Diamond. Two events struck my mind when I recall 1Gold.

First off, the teacher who normally teaches 1Gold was no longer coming to class. We were so happy because we had heard she was an ogre. (lol) Anyway, we got a new teacher and she was so nice. I liked her right off. Unfortunately, she seemed fascinated by another classmate, because of her brother. (What can I say?!) I know because while introducing ourselves to her, she asked AO, my classmate, if she was related to ... from UCC. (Why can I recall such details? hmmmm) If it wasn't for the fact that we elected our class prefect, she would have selected AO (the initials of my classmate). I recall cutting a flower and placing it on my teacher's table on Vals' Day. (Can you imagine what she did when she got to the class?) She asked AO whether she placed it there? (*sign*, obviously not) I told her it was from the whole class, (I couldn't bear to say I did it) and wished her a happy Valentine; then she told us the story about St. Valentine. She was the sweetest teacher ever in primary school. Unfortunately, she left the school when we moved on to class two.

One other thing I remember, which I have blogged about, is the pact some friends and I made. I won't repeat what I posted, so check this to know the about pact we made.



Sorry this post was late in coming. I was undecided about a poem about ignored signals or this post. In the end, the post won. Enjoy my trip down memory lane. 

Next week: Special Treat.

6 comments:

seye said...

I won't forget the name. Mrs. Fashemore! She was the reason I stopped feeling unhappy for going to school.
I had recently changed schools. What would an 8 year old boy know about new environments but the unaccommodating faces of new classmates. That enough scared me. But the thought of Mrs. Fashemore, the pretty and nice teacher kept me going.

I left the school a year later. I probably would have married her.

...in my dreams

2cute4u said...

I was here...
I see you seye...

lucci said...

Mrs. Kwame my class1 teacher,i loved that lady she would give us books on John and Jane to take home and my father would read with me oww....

Tetekai said...

seye, she would have agreed. :)

Tetekai said...

@2cute4u: I see you too.

Tetekai said...

@lucci: Such teachers are the greatest. Do we still have those? I seriously hope so.