Remembering Heroes 2
This is part two of my “remembering heroes” bloggings and today I want to talk about another teacher. In the days of my 5th grade year I was asked if I would take part in something of a school expirament. The administration wondered what would happen if some fifth and sixth graders were combined in classes.
I’m not sure if they wanted to know if two grades could just be taught at the same time, or if it were possible for some students to even skip a grade. I took part all the same. We were quite a mix in that classroom and we had a teacher none of us would ever forget. Her name, Mrs. Cocadrilly. Mrs. Cocadrilly had a very special style about her and made learning fun. She even let us know that was the intended deal before we fully got started.
She made it our choice. Learning could be fun and entertaining or dull and outright boring. It would completely depend on us. Several of us, especially the boys, were kind of the black sheep of our perspective classes. We just didn’t fit with the rest of the common or typical crowd. This never affected Mrs. Cocadrilly who came to school with a smile every day. If we got into trouble, we learned about it quickly with little left to discuss afterward and no harbored feelings.
She taught me some manners and stepped in often on bullies or other nonsense that would hurt any of us. She was a little eccentric to look back now, but it gave her such flare. I understand she still volunteers with her husband to help the kids who go to the very same school I went to. Mrs. Cocadrilly taught me what “good” people are actually like.
I’m not sure if they wanted to know if two grades could just be taught at the same time, or if it were possible for some students to even skip a grade. I took part all the same. We were quite a mix in that classroom and we had a teacher none of us would ever forget. Her name, Mrs. Cocadrilly. Mrs. Cocadrilly had a very special style about her and made learning fun. She even let us know that was the intended deal before we fully got started.
She made it our choice. Learning could be fun and entertaining or dull and outright boring. It would completely depend on us. Several of us, especially the boys, were kind of the black sheep of our perspective classes. We just didn’t fit with the rest of the common or typical crowd. This never affected Mrs. Cocadrilly who came to school with a smile every day. If we got into trouble, we learned about it quickly with little left to discuss afterward and no harbored feelings.
She taught me some manners and stepped in often on bullies or other nonsense that would hurt any of us. She was a little eccentric to look back now, but it gave her such flare. I understand she still volunteers with her husband to help the kids who go to the very same school I went to. Mrs. Cocadrilly taught me what “good” people are actually like.
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