Tracy Bovia
Ms. Harris was my 3rd grade teacher. When I think back to then boy I sure didn’t like her. I failed that year. I was just a kid I over the years learned I did like her I just didn’t understand why she was so hard on me. I now know why. I recall sitting in the hospital tell my kids about her one day while waiting on my grandmother, I was telling them how she was always wearing her heels and I’d never forget the sound of her walking. Clickity click I said. Out of no where I hear this sound I tell my kids before even looking that’s it that’s the sound it’s only one person it could be. I turn to look and it was Ms Harris. I walked up to say hello and she knew right away who I was she didn’t even have to think. I said and Harris do you remember me? She said Tracy Bovia how could I forget. I knew in that moment she only had my best interest way back in 3rd grade. One of my teachers I’ll never forget and taught me a valuable lesson way back then. She will be missed I wish I had seen this sooner.
