Mrs. Lindsey was such a beloved teacher and cared so much for her students. I could be a handful in middle school. I was part of her band and also jazz band after school. The following story is a favorite memory in our family that we still laugh about today- and I’m 47. I was in jazz band as a middle school student and decided I wanted to quit so I could just laze around at home after school. I knew Mrs. L wouldn’t let me go easily; so I concocted a plan. I went in the next day and told her that my mom was making me quit because I had chores to do. I laid it on real thick and I could see Mrs. Lindsey’s face getting more concerned and frustrated. She was buying it! My plan was working! What I didn’t count on was her calling my mother, concerned for me. She was ready to fight for me. She asked my mother why she made me do so much housework and tried to impress upon her the importance of music in a child’s life. That’s when my mom informed her that I actually watched tv after school and ate chips. I believe Mrs. Lindsley said, “Why that little stinker!” The next day I came into school, proud that my plan was coming off without a hitch. I went through band, dreaming of the Doritos waiting for me after school. As I went to leave, Mrs. L said, “oh, Christine! Wait! Great news. I spoke with your mom and she agreed to let you stay for jazz!” A thrill of fear went down my spine. I remember the amused twinkle in her eye as she watched me process everything. I stayed for jazz- then went home. My mom never said a word about the incident all evening. It was agonizing. Time for bed. Looks like mom's going to let this go. “Oh Chris, before you go to bed, I want you to know that all that housework you were supposed to do tonight was moved to Saturday,”. Remembering your mom with love always. ♥️
Christine McArdell Foote
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Friday December 9, 2022
via Condolence Message