It's October already. The feeling of fall is in the air and wasps buzz around the ripe grapes and plums.
My hope is that you will find something happy, funny or comforting here. Please stay as long as you like and come back often. I'm so glad you came.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Not just any school.................
This is Coffeen School, home of the Coffeen Cougars. This is the school where my daughters learned reading, friendship, math, and marbles. I got to go to 15 Christmas concerts there.
My oldest daughter, Catherine, started first grade here the first year the school was opened.
It was the ultimate school - all the latest in good teaching, learning pods that could be moved around or opened up, and underground playground for inclement days. When Bean started school they called me the day before and said they were going to have to send her to another school across town because they were getting overcrowded here. "No, she stays in Coffeen." I said. I had already taught her how to walk to school, meet the bus - not at some other school but here. She stayed.
This is the north forty where the kids had lots of room to run and play and get good sunshine.
They're tearing it down now to put in a "much better school". I can't even drive by that way - it hurts too bad. Diane