Mr. Schaeffer

I was reminded today about my 4th grade teacher, Mr. Schaeffer. He was one of the few teachers that took interest in me. He had a library of books in his class that he let us borrow and he would read to us often in class. This was the first time in my life I remember enjoying being read aloud to.

He instilled in me my love of words and books and realities beyond my own. A taste for fantasies of what could be and worlds I could visit whenever I wanted to kept me deeply entrenched in lives so much better and happier than my own. It was my first taste of dreaming while awake.

I was still young and naive, but the world was already a cruel place to be. He was a positive male role model in a life that was devoid of very many.

Thanks Mr. Schaeffer….wherever you are.

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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