Miss Addie said if I sat there, a friend would come.
Sally came and pulled my braids. Leah stuck out her tongue. Bobby kicked my shoe. Danny called me ugly.
When recess ended, Miss Addie sat beside me and placed her hand over mine.
Miss Addie always tells the truth.
Miranda Keskes is a writer and educator whose fiction has appeared in Pigeon Review, EveryDay Fiction, Bright Flash Literary Review, The Drabble, and the anthologies, Heart/h, Hysteria, and 100 Ways to Die. She lives in Michigan with her husband and their two rambunctious boys. Learn more at KeskesInk.com. Follow her on Instagram at miranda_keskes_writer.
This one took the wind out of me. Well done.
terrific last line.. and a reminder of the wonders of teachers
Lovely.
Nice story… I wish all teachers were like Miss Addie
Lovely story with a happy ending. ❤️
I read it twice and then went, ohhh 😊
So touching! Hits you right in the feels❤️
Well written, it stirred many emotions.
This brought tears to my eyes.Wonderful.
We all should have a Ms or Mr. Addie in our early school days. I did.