About oneta hayes
ABOUT ME
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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So many good comments from your valuable students. Thanks
I guess they balanced out the ones on the wall. 😀 Actually most of they liked me okay I think. The lab classes were pretty well behaved. They could endure anything for fifty minutes!
got to love practicality—as it seems young people in 84 did—-impracticality was obviously teetering on vandalism 🙂
One mentioned the last day of school. They are nervy on that day. I guess I had left the room for lunch or something. Anyway they get by if they want to! I thought it was funny that they used my paper – but only for nice things. 😀
That’s the kind of thing a teacher keeps forever. ❤
So true. I don’t know what to do with it. But I can’t bear throwing it away. I’ll find a spot to lose it for a few more years. Then it will be new again. 😀