Jamie McIntosh, Class of '59
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Jamie McIntosh, Class of '59 |
What I remember is:
Bitten by a stray dog on the kindergarten steps on the first morning of a nine-year career at Blythwood. Experiencing my first-ever crush in Grade 2: Miss Banks. The rinks. Mr. Jones' walk. Miss May's arithmetic tables. Polio shots. Cinders. Baskets. Mr. Stoyanoff's passion...and his cologne. Called down to the office...for jay-walking. Ringworm tests. Community Centre: boys to the left, girls to the right. Mr Martin: the single most creative and inspirational teacher I've ever known.Jamie McIntosh, class of '59