Today I heard a seventh grade boy say, “I thought Mr. S was 20… but he’s like… 50!”
This made me laugh, because when I was in 5th grade Mr. S had his first teaching job at the elementary school I attended and he made quite the splash. He is super handsome and all the girls were enamored. I remember one classmate in particular would make (what I now realize) were super inappropriate comments for an 11 year old and a student to be making.
Anyway, he was never MY teacher, but he has been admired by the community since I was 11 years old.
Redheaded Jill 
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