mrs. muse

i just found out that my middle school language teacher, mrs muse, just passed away. literally 12 hours after teaching a class. she was still teaching after all these years. i remember her coffee breath. we used to make fun of her and called her halitosis. but thinking back, she was always happy to explain things to us. any question you had, she'd be right there by your side. to think, she has been teaching all these years until she passed away...she must have really loved teaching.

i always think fondly about the teachers at st andrews. even though i never really felt i like i fit in with the other students in my class, never really felt like i had really close friends there...i think my friends there were the teachers. i think they knew that i was shy, and that i didn't like to talk to new people much. so they tried their best to make me feel more at home. before st andrews i wasn't a very good student. my parents decided to move me there after i got a D in 6th grade. it wasn't because i couldn't study. i just wasn't very motivated to study. i still remember winning all those awards when i graduated eighth grade. even through some of them were not great awards (meaning not that challenging to get) music award, physical education award. i did get some good ones...math award. that was the first time i'd ever won any awards for school. it felt good.

now i'm finishing up grad school. just 8 months left. and i'm really thankful for all the teachers that have inspired me over the years.

rest in peace mrs. muse.