Thinking back.

.

.

Found a song which reminded me of a thought, memory?  A teacher, sixth grade?  Homeclass?  Some such.  A bit of a crush, but more.  Ever been a teachers pet?  But for all the right reasons?  She was the first teacher who saw me as more than just a kid who moved around a lot, or this, or that.

She took me seriously.  As a teacher.  Back when teachers were expected to be, and could be counted on being, moral, ethical, people.  Really, there was a time.

She tested me along with the other kids.  But... liked what she saw enough to test me beyond that.  Well, and my homework became different.  Yes, she was grooming me.  But not for the wrong things.  She wanted to see me get... somewhere.

Having that sort of attention was a bit of a first, and an honor.  I knew, understood.  Even if I still had a crush on her.  She didn't treat me like a simple child, but the line was clear too.

Anyway, when listening to the song, I... remembered the name of the school.  So I looked it up.  Now, is it the same school from back then?  I can't say.  But I did find a school, with that name, in that city.  I wonder if she is still alive?  Wouldn't, couldn't, still be teaching or even in admin.  But... perhaps... still alive...  Living with her husband (back then, women married).  Or even on her own, if he has passed.

I may reach out to the school, see if they have digital images somewhere, or such.  See if I could find her name, perhaps contact information.  Just to send a letter.  Only a few teachers in my history were memorable and highly valued.  Her, and one in a smaller town in Colorado.  Back... when Colorado was still a part of the US.  Well, and the US was... more or less a country of and for the citizens.

Who knows if I'll find anything.  Oh, no.  The crush was... a thing... as a child.  As mentioned, besides, only younger or none these days.  This isn't about that.  I just wish to thank her for having spent time trying to... help me, academically.  She may not have helped me to get to, or through, college.  But she did bolster my belief in study, actual academic rigor, and some other things.  Which I still use far better than what is or would be wasted at colleges or universities.  Those are just money dumps at this point.  My studies are serious, with expectations of fact and function, not simply fluff, or limiters for elites, or such.

Yes, a thank you card.  And a fond memory.  Who knows.  They may not have, or wish to share, such information.  Though... even just a picture, of back then?  That would be neat to see, if they have it online.  Moved so often, left everyone, over and over.  Would like to see back, even just a picture.  There are a few students I would remember.  

No, I won't put out the music.  Not now, not yet.  Later.