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Reflections on my Teaching…

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I am quite proud to have been a teacher for almost forty years…

I came to teaching quite by accident

I always had an interest in the arts; perhaps becoming a fashion designer

However, overcoming my own challenging childhood, lead me to the realization….I had a tremendous need in helping others….

So, in my senior year of high school, I made the decision to become a social worker, and attend Florida State University, in Tallahassee

In sharing my decision with an uncle…It was he who suggested, becoming a teacher, because it would better suit me… He believed it was….

A more stable career for a young woman...

Then, following this insight; One particular day that I will never forget, in my senior English class at Miami High School…My favorite, pretty, young teacher, Ms. Kempler, commented that she liked my dress! She said that it reminded her of the University of Florida… It was the University’s colors of “orange and blue“…

Wow, I so appreciated her comment! Back then, not ever feeling noticed … Ms. Kempler noticed me!

Ms. Kempler had gone to the University of Florida; in a town, Gainesville… I had never even heard of before this very moment!!!

Well… my decision becoming a teacher, was made that day in 1966, and go to the University of Florida, just like Ms. Kemper…

Thank you,

Dear Ms Kempler ♥️

And I have never looked back… Becoming a teacher was the most important decision I made to channel my passion for helping…

Teaching our young precious children!!…

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Retired elementary public school teacher; all thirty-eight years in Florida... Now spending my time advocating for our children, and their right to strong public school education...With an appreciation for the arts and the beauty in each day…

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