Mrs. Jones

I remember sitting in my 4th grade classroom. Mrs. Jones was my teacher and we were all working feverishly on a project. She had a jar of Hershey's kisses and I remember whenever a kid from another class walked in, she would offer them a kiss. Of course many would hesitate on answering because I must say, Mrs. Jones wasn't the most attractive of teachers and having a pair of wrinkly lips touch your cheek isn't the most pleasant thought. The whole class would laugh at each kid's reaction for each of them were different, but for the most part they were all in some form a 'deer in the head lights' response. I remember there were some days when she would yell, and I hated her on those days. There were some days where she was incredibly kind, and I would love her on those days. However, what I remember most of all was a sign up on her wall. Of course, every elementary school teacher had posters up on their walls listing off study methods or the scientific method or maybe corny sayings like "reach for the stars." Her's was different though, for some reason it stuck out, popped out in my mind, engraved in my memory. It simply said "You can make a difference."