Second grade: Miss Frutschy. She was strict and she was old school. And just plain old. My mom had her in 2nd grade.
But, she loved books and she had a bathtub in her classroom! Yep, a big claw-foot porcelain tub full of pillows! During free time, you could lay in that tub and read books!
She also spanked kids with books. (Old school indeed.) Seems kind of ironic she used books as a punishment, huh? For the record, I was never spanked with a book.
She introduced me to my favorite childhood author, Beverly Cleary. She read Henry and Ribsy and many other Beverly Cleary books to us that year.
We have probably half a dozen Beverly Cleary books at our house. I’ve read them all to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Ian.
I think it was last summer we rented Ramona and Beezus with Selena Gomez. I loved seeing a favorite childhood book come to life. And I shamelessly cried when Picky Picky died.
On my big girl bookshelf today: My Own Two Feet – A Memoir by Beverly Cleary.
Lesson learned from a 2nd grade teacher: A love of reading is a life-long hobby.