Sometimes, I have a wild imagination, realized that in the 3rd and 4th grades. Sister Florence taught the 3rd and 4th grades, and from what I remember, when she would talk about her life before, becoming a “Nun” that, as a young girl, she never smelt any unpleasant smells?
It is very odd, when you think back, about some of the old and of complete nonsensical stuff, that you will remember of, and about someone else, having said, over fifty years ago.
Sister Florence was writing a book, title name, “Topsy” in her spare time and every so often, she would read a chapter to us in class, as a special treat! This was way before “television” – and was so much better, as we could sit back in our “School” seats, just relax, and let the words as she read to us, present pictures into our brains, as we each enjoyed the story, we all – could hardly wait to hear the next chapter! As far as I know, the book was never finished. Never heard any more about the story, after leaving her classroom, as it was, time for me to go to the 5th and 6th grade classroom.
Sister Florence may have studied art when she was in Collage and or she seem to have lots of natural talent and ability, as when in her class room, there was always an “art table” set-up arrangements, where she had lots of paints and colored pencils to do almost anything, she wanted in the creative field.
For every “Holiday” she would have each of us students start making something extra special, for our “Parents!” ”This is one thing, that I really liked and was ready to excel in this kind of learning, since my Mother saved everything and anything that, I and my brothers made in any kind of a “CREATIVE” way!” Every so often, I still find something, that I made for Valentine’s Day or Mother’s Day and even for Christmas – just all kinds of extra special things – and always with some outstanding extra “flair” that, “Sister Florence” would add. Anything that we, kids made for my “MOM” must have had some invisible words written across – “Keep this Forever” – – just making everything that we made, worth saving forever! Today, I still have some of “Our Prize works of Art” – and will keep them, forever!
My big break for writing came when “Sister Florence,”
opened a box of “Pictures”- “cut outs” from magazines and other sources available back then, in the 1940’s! She announced that we should take a picture from that box and write a story, something interesting and long enough to be of interest to our parents and for all of those guests/visitors – who would be reading the stories as they hung on the walls of our Class Room on “Anniversary Day!”
Sister, also said, there would be a “Prize”! That’s all I needed to hear! A picture is worth a “Thousand Words” and I wrote “32” separate stories and won the “Prize”!
Thanks be to our Almighty Creator, for giving each of his children so many different talents – and the ability to hear the word “PRIZE” to motivate us to doing even more than, what was expected – just to WIN that special PRIZE! D.V.
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