a very, very special birthday gift for Graeme. . .
When I was in kindergarten, I had a very special teacher named Mrs. Reece. She is what I remember from kindergarten. Each afternoon, she would come in to teach us about the wonderful world of drawing teddy bears, the very important art of baking and eating monkey bread, the beautiful world of reading books, and the incredible gift of investing in children with time and love, and millions of other things. She taught us life on life. I can say this: in the mornings we were taught how to read and write by a different teacher and I cannot, to this day, tell you one thing about that lady. I can tell you boatloads about Mrs. Reece!
One of the books that she read to us was Corduroy by Don Freeman. It was a favorite!
Graeme received a very, very special gift in the mail for his birthday: Corduroy from Mrs. Reece. She had contacted me earlier to see if Graeme already had the book; I could hardly believe that Graeme did not own such a fantastic book--but pretty excited that he would receive it from someone so special!
I decided that we needed some photographs from Graeme's first read of Corduroy. I have to say, in all honesty, my Graeme-bear loves to read, but he seemed especially enthralled with this book. I only wish Mrs. Reece could visit and read it to him herself. . . As I read this book to Graeme, a flood of wonderful memories came back to me from my year with Mrs. Reece.
Truly, sweet memories are a gift. Thank you Mrs. Reece for investing your life in mine--and for your incredibly sweet gift to my son! Now if I could just get you to come visit and make us some of that fantastic monkey bread.................♥