I had some exceptional teachers as a young elementary school student. Mr. Magleby, in particular, really put his heart into his job. He taught us about art, English, and most of all made us feel smart and important. But there were some weirdies, too.
My first grade teacher, for instance. She told us that if men and women serving in the military said the pledge of allegiance with any hint of variance in their voice or slouch in their posture, they would be shot by their superiors. She would even use that information to scold us if any of us acted up during the pledge. “There are some of you in this class that would be shot today if we were in the military,” she said. She also had each of us write our senators asking them to make flag burning illegal as a civics assignment.
My fourth grade teacher spent most of the year teaching us about bees. It wasn’t fourth grade. It was bee grade. And everybody knew it. It was just what you learned about if Mr. Hicks was your teacher.
And why did we spend most of fifth grade history singing songs about cannons, pilgrims, and Uncle Sam?
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