When I was a kid…

When I was a kid, in the 4th grade, in a school full of nuns … I had a lay teacher. Her name was Mrs. Notcher.

One afternoon, Mrs. Notcher taught us about the rotation of the earth and the revolution of the moon. She held a paper weight in her hands and called it the moon. She was the earth and her massive desk was the sun. As she walked around the sun, she was turning the moon around her.

Something so obscure back then became real to me and I finally understood… and now over 40 years later her lesson is crystal clear in my mind again as the seasons change.

That’s how informationglobe at the library gets absorbed – by examples and with concrete images. As you can imagine, this was my all time favorite teacher for many reasons.

Ever had a lesson come back to you years after the fact? Ever had a teacher that made you want to learn?

Ever learn a lesson without realizing it?

3 thoughts on “When I was a kid…

  1. Some come to mind… I had a number of colorful and passionate teachers. They made learning fun… My love for books and reading come from some of my early classes and teachers… 🙂


  2. I had a teacher who shaped my life. He taught music, which he loved with a passion. He taught me music, his love for music….and now I teach in much the same way as I was taught. A large part of who I am is because of him. I stay in touch with him, and I’ve told him several times of the impact he had on my life.


  3. What a gift your music teacher gave you and how wonderful that you can tell him about it!

    I believe that some life lessons are learned in a moment of clarity and kept at the forefront ever after. An insight, awareness or connection is understood and growth happens. When I watch my son teach first graders, I am privy to some of the parenting techniques that I used when he was a child. We’re all teachers, aren’t we?


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