Dear Mr. Stephenson by TheMarrowofLife, literature
Literature
Dear Mr. Stephenson
Dear Mr. Stephenson,
I can't quite say why, but I woke up this morning with a sudden urge to write you and see how you were doing. I guess I was thinking about the few people that have shaped my mind in a beneficial way during my stay in the public school system. And I seem to remember a time in ninth grade when you played us Jimi Hendrix, and told us how amazingly talented he was and you said, "Thank you, Jenn! Thank you for tapping your foot!" And I guess I really know what you mean now. I think it is because of teachers like you, colleagues like you really (because that's how you treated us), that I now longer have any idea what to do
Dear Mr. Stephenson by TheMarrowofLife, literature
Literature
Dear Mr. Stephenson
Dear Mr. Stephenson,
I can't quite say why, but I woke up this morning with a sudden urge to write you and see how you were doing. I guess I was thinking about the few people that have shaped my mind in a beneficial way during my stay in the public school system. And I seem to remember a time in ninth grade when you played us Jimi Hendrix, and told us how amazingly talented he was and you said, "Thank you, Jenn! Thank you for tapping your foot!" And I guess I really know what you mean now. I think it is because of teachers like you, colleagues like you really (because that's how you treated us), that I now longer have any idea what to do
