Constance Burak (Rubinstein)
Nancy Eisenberg Einhorn, Virginia Webster Hillgoss, Nancy Cunningham Moore, Larry Liss and Bobby Rosin (then and now my blood sister), how could anyone forget such a wonderful place as Myers School?
Sorry, I don't recall "FunDay" but I do remember us going to Miss Harrison's wedding at the end of third grade--she married a man named Austin Creel. Mr. D'Ancona was the (very handsome) gym teacher. Miss Shaw, whom I thought was about as old as anyone could be (probably 60ish) used to commute every day from Quakertown. Beneath her dress her slip strap was chronically falling off her shoulder; she'd put her hand in her dress, put the strap back in place and plaintively remark, "Mercy!".
Jean Ann Parsons was one of the best teachers I've ever known. I had her for both first and second grade and knew I was fortunate. She told our class something like: Never worry about manners. If you are kind you will always be polite.
Somehow I often had the job of reading aloud the ritual ten verses (at least) of the Bible daily. How did Miss Parsons deal with "separation of church and state"?
During the height of the McCarthy era, 1951-53, she would alternate reading the psalms with translations of native American poetry. I still recall some of the lines which had a simplicity that has echoed through my life. Some years later I learned that she was still teaching but had married and become Mrs. Metzger. I always wanted to go back and visit her. Alas I never did.
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