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I think my first vivid memory would be my first day of junior kindergarten. I was scared and sad and extremely shy. But I was also a "suffer in silence" type and did not pull temper tantrums, so I simply cried silent tears as I, a good girl, left my mom's side and went into the classroom. I must have really looked pathetic, because my wonderful teacher had me sitting on her lap for most of the morning while we did all our introductions and played a few games.
Madame Lamoureux was her name (I will keep her first name omitted), she is long since retired, but I still see her around from time to time, and she is still the sweetest kindhearted soul, and still remembers me too.
Madame Lamoureux was her name (I will keep her first name omitted), she is long since retired, but I still see her around from time to time, and she is still the sweetest kindhearted soul, and still remembers me too.