Advertisement. Click on the ad for more information.
Winding Oak's Bookology Magazine

The Kindness of Teachers

Miss Rosemary Follett and David LaRochelle

Miss Rosemary Follett and David LaRochelle

I loved first grade.

Fifty-one years later, I still have vivid memories of my teacher, Miss Follett. She played the piano every day. She read to us from her giant book of poetry. She showed us photos of her trips to exotic places, like Alaska and Hawaii.

At Halloween we screamed in terror and delight when she hobbled into our classroom dressed as a witch. At Easter we followed “bunny tracks” throughout the school till they led us to a chest filled with panorama sugar eggs that Miss Follett had handmade, one for each of us. On our birthdays we sat at the special birthday desk that was decorated with crepe paper streamers and balloons. Miss Follett would light the candles on the plaster of Paris birthday cake and the entire class would sing.

Miss Follett was also serious about learning. That was fine with me. One of the reasons I wanted to start first grade was because I desperately wanted to read. Words were all around me; I wanted to know their secrets.

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty

I also remember Humpty Dumpty, Miss Follett’s form of behavior management. The Humpty Dumpty cookie jar sat on the corner of Miss Follett’s desk. If our class was very, very good, Humpty Dumpty might (mind you, might) be magically filled with cookies for us. No one ever wanted to do anything that would displease Humpty.

When I became a children’s author, Miss Follett attended one of my publication parties. It was a proud moment for both of us. When I autographed her book, I included doodles of my favorite first grade memories.

Years passed.

This last spring I came home from running errands to find a large box waiting in front of my door. When I removed the layers of bubble wrap, I discovered Miss Follett’s Humpty Dumpty cookie jar inside, along with this note:

Dear David,

Now that I am moving to senior housing and need to downsize,
it’s time for Humpty to find a new home. I thought
he might enjoy living in your studio.

Your First Grade Teacher
Rosemary Follett

Miss Follett did indeed teach me to read. But she taught me a lot of other things as well. She taught me that adults can be both serious and playful. She taught me that art and music and poetry make life more beautiful. She taught me that the world is full of fascinating places, and that I can go visit them. She taught me that you are never too old to use your imagination.

And she taught me that teachers never stop caring about their students.

7 Responses to The Kindness of Teachers

  1. Heidi Kay Hammond December 1, 2017 at 7:33 am #

    Beautiful! Thank you. May all of the teachers of the world be remembered so fondly.

  2. slowsly December 1, 2017 at 9:05 am #

    This was so touching. I am a retired elementary school teacher. I would love to think one of my students had as many good memories of me as you have of Ms. Follett.

    • David LaRochelle December 1, 2017 at 2:06 pm #

      I bet many of your students have wonderful memories of you in their hearts; teachers play such an important role in the lives of young people…a role that influences them for the rest of their lives.

  3. Anita December 1, 2017 at 1:37 pm #

    What a great example of how a teacher’s work lives on in the lives of her students – and how we can continue paying it forward.

  4. Lisa Bullard December 1, 2017 at 5:43 pm #

    What a wonderful story that demonstrates how it’s possible to be one of those people who brings light into a sometimes-dark world, and how it’s possible to make a lifelong difference in a child’s life!

    • David LaRochelle December 2, 2017 at 1:58 pm #

      So very true, Lisa. Teachers have a life-long impact on their students that they may never realize. I was fortunate to have many wonderful teachers, Miss Follett being a shining example.

  5. Pat Bauer December 4, 2017 at 2:30 pm #

    Such a sweet story that really touched my heart. And eyes! I’m sure that Miss Follett feels as lucky to have had you as a student as you do for having her as a teacher. And now YOU get to fill the cookie jar!

Leave a Reply to slowsly Cancel reply

%d bloggers like this: