Teddy & Mrs. Stoddard: A teacher’s story

It has been a year since I experienced the biggest loss in my life. That being the passing of my wife, Christine. Christine was a school teacher and we received many notes from her former students at that time and many since. She, as are many other teachers, was very dedicated to the position of helping students.

For this column I’m using the story that maybe many of you had heard before, but it is about a teacher. This teacher, as she stood in front of her fifth- grade class on the very first day of school, told the children an untruth. Like most teachers she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen and putting a big F on the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught she was required to review each child’s past records and she put Teddy’s off till last. However, when she reviewed his file she was in for a surprise. &nbsp;&nbsp;<ahref="http://etypeservices.com/Cass%20County%20Star%20GazetteID497/"><spanstyl... 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To view more, please log in or subscribe to the digital edition.</span></a></p>