A kind-hearted, forgiving reader writes: Maybe Mrs. Loeb figured out what you were doing a month or two later but didn’t want to admit how dense she was. No, she never figured it out. And it was Ms. Loeb, not Mrs. Loeb. Ms. Globe to us, for reasons hopefully obvious. When she’d sit at her [...]
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I KNOW that Ms. Loeb Was Out to Get Me
Posted in Ms. Loeb, My Life on July 18, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Misunderstood at Age Nine
Posted in Ms. Loeb, My Life, Random Ramblings on July 11, 2007 | 2 Comments »
A creative writing assignment in Ms. Loeb’s fifth grade class was to write about what would happen if suddenly, all of the days of the weeks had new names. What would they be? I don’t remember what I named the days of the week, but I remember that I got my homework assignment back covered in [...]