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Some Stuff I Wrote and Some Stuff I Didn't (2011) H. Morris Williams






              I  liked  him  as  a  person.  I  did  not  like  him  as  a  teacher,  and  he

              severely undermined  my confidence.

               Robin  Barnett  Hairs  a  lifetime  friend  of  mine  in  White  Springs,

              and  I  recall  several  other students.

              Joy  Duren Thomas  was  a  great friend,  and  she  is till  this  day.  She

              wore  high  platform  shoes,  and  she  helped  me a  lot in  math,  and  I
              needed  it.


              She  would,  at  times,  get  disgusted  with  me,  and  kick  me  with
              those  platform  shoes.  I  think  I  still  have  dents  in  my  shins  where
              she  kicked  me.


              Now,  if  you  had  exceptional  math  ability,  Mr.  Brunk  had  all  the
              time  in  the  world  for  you,  and  you  were  his  best  friend,  and  he
              worked  tirelessly  with  those  students,  but  if  you  were  just
              average  or struggled,  he  had  no  time  for  you  or  little  time,  other
              than  to  put  you  down.  He  always  reminded  me  of  a  "mad  stork"
              about to  pounce.


               Mr.  Brunk  died  several  years  ago  from  a  brain  aneurism.  I  was
              sorry.  He  was  a  good  man,  just  not  a  good  teacher,  in  my
              opinion.  It  was  not  until  I  had  Mr.  Wiley  Russell  at  Lake  City
               Community  College  that  my  confidence  in  mathematics  was

               restored.  He  was  WONDERFUL,  probably  the  best  math  teacher  I
               ever had.


              The  Academy  staff  my  senior  year  remained  about  the  same,
               except  Mr.  Kratzer left the  school  and  he  was  replaced  by  another
               coach.


               I  can't  even  recall  his  name,  isn't  that  funny.  I  didn't  play
               football  my  senior  year.  I  was  busy  preparing  to  take  college
               entry exams,  and  my  Daddy wanted  all  emphasis on  that.


               He  let  me  know  I  was  sent  over there  for  a  "reason"  and  not  for
               the  "season".  It  was  okay  with  me;  I  didn't  particularly  like  the
               coach  anyhow.







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