Memory of First Teacher's Last Name Immortalized in Answer of Account Recovery Question
"Mrs. Bailey"
A Kenosha man signing up for a new Audible account just honored his kindergarten teacher by making her name the answer of a generic account recovery question, "What is the name of your first teacher."
No, instead of choosing "What was your first pet's name?" or in "What town did your parents meet?", the man decided to forever immortalize the woman who shaped his love of coloring, naptime, and the use of safety scissors.
"Mrs. Bailey was such a good teacher, and nice, too. She never got angry at us, even when we poured an entire tub of glue in her purse and ruined her car keys. She had to walk home."
She never let her alcoholism get in the way of taking care of us. A true professional.
The man continued his nostalgic reverie.
"Oh, I had quite a time in kindergarten. I learned so much about the alphabet, it was crazy," the man reflected fondly. "The letter A--there was a picture of an aardvark next to it. I remember being like "Yo what the heck is up with that animal?" and she was like “I know, strange right?” he chuckled.
Yes, a kindergarten teacher can have this type of effect on someone. In fact, a positive kindergarten experience can boost a student’s overall academic achievement, strengthen their social and emotional skills, and help foster positive relationships with adults in the future.
The man was asked if he had ever tried to contact his teacher to let her know what she meant to him after all these years.
"No, I heard she went crazy and tried to kill her family. Apparently she kept a bottle of vodka in the bottom drawer of her desk and just quietly drank all day. She never let her alcoholism get in the way of taking care of us. A true professional.”
But when pressed to reveal something more specific that he learned about life in general the man responded, "Well, I know you're not supposed to wet yourself while sitting on the Song Rug during Circle Time. You're supposed to ask to use the potty," the man grimaced.
"For whatever reason, I was embarrassed to ask to use the bathroom. So for like two month, I just pissed on this rug. It was all wet underneath it and started to smell."
His eyes welled up.
"All the kids hated me after that. We always had to sit in our seats for the rest of the year. No more circle time...." he trailed off.
"But Mrs. Bailey didn't care. She let me drink from her special water bottle and would whisper 'Fuck those other kids. Sometimes when you gotta go, you gotta go' and then she would piss on their coats."
The man straightened up to finish registering for the website.
"Yeah, Mrs. Bailey,” he sniffed. “She was so cool."