Every time I have a large portion of text to type up, I think about Miss Rose.
She was my 9th grade typing teacher. I think she was single and was at least in her 60s.
We all sat around the edges of the room, facing our monitors. Miss Rose would clear out the desks in the center of the room...
She was my 9th grade typing teacher. I think she was single and was at least in her 60s.
We all sat around the edges of the room, facing our monitors. Miss Rose would clear out the desks in the center of the room...
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I remember her being kind, exuberant, full of belief in each of us, and so spunky.
This may be why I can't listen to music with lyrics while I work - I'd end up doing a typing assignment! 😆 Never thought of that!
She died of cancer shortly after I graduated high school. I wish I'd been brave enough to tell her how much I loved her class. High School Jess had a rough go.
#Thoughts #Memorial