Ms. Gwendolyn Manns

Every year for all those years you taught 3rd grade, you would write a play, and every kid in the class had a part, and not just a part, but also a part that made each every one of us believe that we were “the star” of the play.  Now in retrospect, I realize that I truly was the star of that play, regardless of what Lynn Jackson or Laura Kroepel think.  You also taught us to play the flutophone—again above and beyond the call of duty.  When they fashioned the word “super star,” it was you, not Hepburn, they were talking about.