Finally, my reminisces bring me to my private school days. My parents transferred my siblings and me to Horseheads Christian School for my third grade year. It was 6th grade for Robert and Kindergarten for Richelle.
In 4th and 5th grades Robert had some very interesting teachers. This was in the days of open classrooms — classrooms without walls. Robert was attending the Caton Elementary School when one of the teachers told the kids their parents could bring refrigerator boxes to school for them that they could put around their desks so they could go inside for privacy to study during study times. Our dad decided Robert could do without them. A teacher also told the kids they would all either smoke, drink or have sex before they were 16. (Robert, being Robert, he stubbornly decided he wasn’t going to do anything of the sort, and has never done the first two, and saved the third for marriage.)
Needless to say, these and other things encouraged my parents to make the sacrifice to send us to HCS.
The yearbook shows that there were 19 of us in third grade. My count says 11 of us were there in 12th grade at TTBHS.
The yearbook that year was dedicated to Mrs. Smith, our teacher, who was retiring after 19 years of teaching, including all 5 years of HCS’s existence.
It was also Mr. Kane’s first year at HCS. Robert had him in sixth grade.
It was my first year with Mrs. Snyder as my piano teacher. While it was my third year of lessons, it was with Mrs. Snyder that I started developing my talents in earnest, the talents that led me to be a rehearsal accompanist in college, a substitute pianist at my various churches, and eventually to being substitute organist where I am today.
So, what do all of you remember from third grade, especially the other 10 people who were there with me?
At The Rainbow 