Marilyn's Musings

I came to teaching rather late in my life. After the death of my oldest son to cancer when he was eighteen, I decided to do something with my life that made a difference so I enrolled in college for the first time when I was forty-two years old. I chose elementary education because working with kids was something I’d always done; four children of my own in less than five years, Cub Scouts, Girl Scouts, CCD at my church and even a short stint as a Head Start teacher. Even though I was encouraged by some professors to change my goals towards teaching at the college level or at least high school, I ignored them. I knew what age I wanted to teach. After graduating I got a third grade position in a small elementary school in the college town of Hiram, Ohio. I loved teaching this age and taught third grade for twenty years before retiring to spend more time writing and gardening, and with other things I enjoyed doing. Actually, I wanted to retire because the district we were in c...