5th grade
Mrs. Foote had memorable, thinning hair, wonderful horsey face, she was really, what?, culturally-unattractive.
She was a woman of strength and wisdom. Soul. Beautiful.
I learned to sing in her class, made loved-by-me pictures.
She was somebody Nancy would be say, "This is an ideal teacher".
She valued what we did, quietly.
Acting, me natural stage person. She made sure I was in the school play.
I started playing trombone. Choir guys liked my voice, LA children’s choir.
Luckily? way too complicated, income, travel, etc!
My art experiences, and most all of the school stuff - 5th grade and finished.
Excepting kindergarten, recess, vacations, and Mrs. Mary Foote
I should have done community work, sports, arts
and lived in a boys dormitory, away.