We moved back to Lincoln when I was 8. I was in the 3rd grade. I don’t remember the teacher but I do remember Adams School. It was a 2 room schoolhouse and was just a few blocks from where we lived with “Mom”. First and second grades were in one room and third and fourth were in the other. There were 2 teachers…one for each room. The only real memory I have of attending Adams is coming home with a plastic bag with a couple of guppies. Guppies are baby fish. Not sure what they grew into. I think gold fish. I remember my mother and grandmother saying “no way”. Guppies were like rabbits and I’d end up with millions. I begged and begged. I finally wore them down and my grandmother gave me a bowl to put them in. I promised to take care of them. My mother gave me some money to go buy fish food. I fed them every time I walked by the fish bowl. They had to eat, after all. Well, they didn’t have to worry about millions of guppies. After a few days the guppies were belly up. I think I over fed them. End of story.
Here’s a picture of Adams School:
2 comments:
Jan Karon has taken Father Tim back home in her two latest books. Crystal and I loved Father Tim in the Mitford series and we are now loving it all over again as Father Tim 'Comes Home.' First to Holly Springs then, in the second book, to Western Ireland where he visited his Kavanaugh family roots.
Sue with your latest series theme you may enjoy reading about Father Tim. So would Tim!
Aren't you relieved I only ever brought home begonias from elementary school?
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