I squeezed my mother’s hand harder as we turned onto the next grocery aisle. There, standing before me to my dismay, was my second grade teacher, Mrs. Anhorn. “Mommy!” I whispered. “Why is she here? Why isn’t she at school where she belongs?” My mother laughed and continued to choose a cereal as I stared in awe.
Are teachers really people? While my current perspective is not as na
