Going To Grade School
Fourth, Fith and Sixth Grades
Fourth Grade (Miss Grieves
Going into fourth grade was a bit scary because the
fourth grade teacher was the Reynolds’s school principal, Miss Grieves.
Everybody talked about how strict she was.
It was interesting that Miss Grieves was a very
good friend of my Grandma Richs’ and she lived in a house close to my Grandma
and Grandpa Rich lived. Before I had a chance to get very scared, Miss Grieves
cornered me and ask me to use my bicycle to pick up and return movies from the
high school building about 8 blocks away toward the downtown area.
We would have special movies in the gymnasium
about 2 to 3 times a week, That meant I was kept pretty busy and the “movie
delivery person”. I was also selected to be the crossing guard at the 4th
street intersection north of the school building.
I would put on my special orange colored belt
and strap and position myself at the corner for about a half hour 3 times a
day. It was my job to make sure my fellow students obeyed the rules about
crossing the street and to report any automobile violators to Miss Grieves.
Fourth grade was actually a good year as the
first three years had been. All of my duties meant I didn’t have to read as
much and I found that was a good way to avoid my reading problem. I was
promoted to the fifth grade at the end of that school year.
Fifth Grade (Miss Devine)
She told me that the new lady was a teacher at
the school that I attended. Her name was Miss Devine! WOW, that was cool, now I
had first hand access to my teacher through my Grandma and Grandpa. I thought
“How could I be so lucky?” Well I don’t think it was luck, as many other things
in my life were not left to luck.
I remember she as me to sit up in the front row which
enabled me to see and hear better. I remember I read slow, but she seemed to be
very understanding of my reading problem and I hadn’t said anything to her
about it.
I remember that she would ask me to go to the
grocery store for her when she needed some small item. Grandma and Grandpas’
house was pretty close to a small grocery store on Main street. Miss Devine
would always give me a small treat for running the errand for her.
Nothing too exciting happened in 5th
grade but I was really looking forward to my next grade, sixth grade.
Again I was able to avoid a lot of reading that I was
able to cover up with my art talent. One other thing I remember is that since I
was in sixth grade we sixth graders were the “King of the mountain” …we were
the seniors of the Reynolds grade school and we liked that status.
My next year, I would be going to a different
school. The Lincoln school or West school as it was sometimes referred to. It
was on the West side of Main Street where I lived and only 5 block to walk as
compared to the 9 blocks to Reynolds school.
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