Sudden influences
In praise of good teachers
Barbara Gill was my sixth-grade Language Arts teacher. She was tall with long hair parted down the middle, she wore jeans, denim shirts, and white Reebok sneakers. I wrote a short story about a dragon protecting a cave full of jewels. I’m not sure why Mrs. Gill encouraged me, but she told me to submit it to a stat…
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