Nancy: I'm home from school, Aunt Fritzi. Aunt Fritzi: WHERE ARE YOU?---I CAN'T SEE YOU. Nancy: I was dusting the blackboard erasers.
Back in the early 1970s, there was a Junior High math teacher who used to throw erasers at students who either got rowdy, or fell asleep. (Expecting us to stay awake in Math Class was like asking for a miracle).
Olivia Jaimes
Back in the early 1970s, there was a Junior High math teacher who used to throw erasers at students who either got rowdy, or fell asleep. (Expecting us to stay awake in Math Class was like asking for a miracle).