by Cheryl Nicholl When I was a child, my mother was the center of my universe. She seemed to alight from high, and softly land in all the right places. She never raised her voice, and never ever raised her hand. All she had to do was look at me and say, ‘Cheryl Aaaann’. Oh oh… […]
Mrs. Snellback
by Irene McHugh Time traveling to 1982: I entered Mrs. Snellback’s 6th grade reading and writing classroom at Lincoln Elementary School in Wyckoff, NJ. An imposing figure who took her teaching seriously, she clearly put up with no sass. For anyone who smarted off to her or another student, she assigned the dreaded 500 word […]