A is for Apple

The huffing and puffing of the early October winds rattled the tall windows in my first grade classroom. Clouds raced across the sky turning the room light then dark, light then dark. I sat in the row next to those windows, safe and sound. The radiator clicked; the wood surrounded us from desk to floor to ceiling, tucking us in. Mrs. Eastburn led us through our art project…an alphabet book complete with hand-drawn/crayon-colored pictures. I was so proud to pick an apple for my letter A. I actually knew that the A started the word. Wow.

Then, it happened. As I copied the sentence my teacher constructed for me, the words became whole. The squiggles settled into letters…then something more. They sang the song of the written word. I read them.

Aptly, I will always appreciate the amazing apple. And, the letter A.

…you can smell them, can’t you?

This entry was written by kmgraybeal and published on August 14, 2012 at 8:08 pm. It’s filed under Connections, Food, Gratitude, Kathy, Lifeology. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

2 thoughts on “A is for Apple

  1. Wow! What a great memory and tribute to your learning and recognition that you could read! Clearly this goes in your album.


  2. PRIDE is something to shun…..but……for a mom reading something so much her little girl, it’s a hard thing to do. my darlin’, what a storyteller you are ! i got goosebumps as i was reading it. you have so much to give, your stories, your memories, about your life.tell everyone. write your stories. i love you sweeting.

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