My seventh grade teacher discovered that I am a writer. Thank goodness she shared her discovery with me! I suppose, that eventually, I would have caught on without a teacher's input. But we all need people to believe in us, so having her point it out was a huge gift.
For the two years that I was in her class, I gave back by writing my heart out for that lady. And I transferred her belief in me to every writing assignment in high school and college.
Mrs. Cunningham lives here in Hickory so when BLUE (the story of a 1944 polio epidemic in our town) was published, I sent her a copy.
Then last Christmas she sent me the perfect gift – a donation in honor of BLUE to Alternative Gifts International. Her gift helps mainstream the Congo’s polio victims into that country’s school system.
Wow! I was so touched, that of all the causes she could have given to, she chose polio.
This Christmas season, I received another gift from her. This one benefits Exodus Homes of Hickory (faith based supportive housing for recovering addicts, alcoholics, and formerly incarcerated persons).
Mrs. Cunningham has always been a rare and wonderful person. I can’t even imagine how many lives she has touched with her creative teaching methods and her generous spirit.
I only know that she’s still giving. And I am still writing my heart out for her!