Connie Smith Monat
My sympathies to the family and friends of Miss Moore. I was fortunate to be a pupil in her second grade in the sixties and have nothing but fond memories of this special teacher. She was adored by many little ones. On the sidewalk at recess Miss Moore graciously accepted bouquets of dandelions from the girls (and boys). Occasionally she would take one and tickle us under the chin and tell us if we smiled it meant we liked butter, enticing many giggles. On St. Patrick's Day we followed Miss Moore through the halls until she found an empty classroom with a piano where she played and sang, "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling" so we could experience some Irish charm. She graciously opened her home to the whole class on the last day of school to get a peek inside and meet her mother and pets before picnicking in the front yard. One of my most treasured possessions is a picture and story I wrote in class about our first dog that had passed away. What made it special was the note at the bottom. Miss Moore had written, "I'm so very sorry." In the days of endless papers with inked stars at the top, those little words of of kindness filled my heart. Miss Moore, ever kind and professional, was one of many who inspired me to become a teacher and enjoy more than 30 years of teaching second grade. To her family and friends...I am so very sorry.
Sunday September 3, 2017 at 12:48 pm