Porter, It was probably mid 50's that I was aware of them in my Catholic school in Holyoke MA. I remember Sylvia Cartagena when she entered 2nd grade. She wore gold crosses pierced earrings. I asked my father if I could have earrings like that. He said they could be pulled out. I changed my mind. There was also a boy, Iliostoto Mendoza, …
Porter, It was probably mid 50's that I was aware of them in my Catholic school in Holyoke MA. I remember Sylvia Cartagena when she entered 2nd grade. She wore gold crosses pierced earrings. I asked my father if I could have earrings like that. He said they could be pulled out. I changed my mind. There was also a boy, Iliostoto Mendoza, who was very small with big beautiful eyes. They made such an impression on me that I'm remembering them a long way from 2nd grade.
I was in first grade in NYC in 1950-51 and recall that my mother related a conversation with my first grade teacher at a teacher-parent get-together. My teacher said something like "I've been teaching for 35 years, and look at the trash they give me to teach!" She retired the end of that year. I still recall my buddy Ernesto in third grade, a great kid and a good friend. That was a long time ago.
Porter, It was probably mid 50's that I was aware of them in my Catholic school in Holyoke MA. I remember Sylvia Cartagena when she entered 2nd grade. She wore gold crosses pierced earrings. I asked my father if I could have earrings like that. He said they could be pulled out. I changed my mind. There was also a boy, Iliostoto Mendoza, who was very small with big beautiful eyes. They made such an impression on me that I'm remembering them a long way from 2nd grade.
I was in first grade in NYC in 1950-51 and recall that my mother related a conversation with my first grade teacher at a teacher-parent get-together. My teacher said something like "I've been teaching for 35 years, and look at the trash they give me to teach!" She retired the end of that year. I still recall my buddy Ernesto in third grade, a great kid and a good friend. That was a long time ago.
Probably good that she retired.
She was a bigoted piece of work. The classic stern, strict teacher you dreaded seeing every day.
Sounds pretty mean spirited.