Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Thursday, April 9, 2020
LOVE NOTES
LOVE NOTES
I have always liked smart pretty girls, even in grade school . Their long braids, colorful bows, ribbons, barrettes, beauty, smiles, talk, and alert brains attracted me.
In second grade we had been trading notes surreptitiously.
At least we had thought that our love notes were in secret.
But our sharp teacher, Mrs. Bill Jones, of James Milton Turner Elementary School, formerly located in Meacham Park, Missouri, caught us. She saw our love note being slipped in transit. She intercepted it and she read it aloud to the class.
They all laughed. We laughed too! Puppy love . But practice makes perfect; small things add up.So over the years I’ve picked up a few more pretty correspondents to write to.
Surely early love notes have helped me to become a writer.