School Daze

By V. C. Kelley

This book is about a little school on the prairie of Colorado in the 1930’s. This is Melody Larkin’s first teaching assignment and she not only finds her true calling of being a teacher, but also meets the love of her life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Nov 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9781664285354

V. C. Kelley

The author is from another era. As a great-grandmother she writes about simpler times in the United States. Her focus is remembering life before the cell phone, television, the internet, and world travel. Her first school years were spent in a one room school. She remembers the “GOOD OLD DAYS” and writes about life then.

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ISBN: 978-1-6642-8534-7 (sc)

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WestBow Press rev. date: 11/29/2022

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Melody Larkin gazed out into a sea of freshly scrubbed faces. A knot was forming in the pit of her stomach. What in the world ever made you think you could teach school? The petite woman

chided herself. The pretty, young schoolteacher squared her small shoulders as if preparing to tackle the world’s largest football team.

All right children. Melody’s soft voice could not be heard above the noise in the back of the room. Trying again she put all of the effort she could muster into the musical voice that many a person had been hypnotized by.

You! In the back row, what is your name? Melody looked squarely at a tall muscular boy. He was probably a foot taller than her and was starting to fill into manhood. His broad shoulders strained at the cotton fabric of his shirt. Large muscular arms flexed as he cracked his knuckles in his thick hands. He was a good liking man-child, a little bit old for the eighth grade, but this was not uncommon in a rural one-room school house. A lot of parents kept their boys out during planting and harvest