EDUCATION
Mrs. Nelson Wasn’t Missing
She just served up her Spam on wry
I know for sure Mrs. Nelson was most likely overjoyed when Mrs. Nelson decided to hang up her whiteboard and collect her well-deserved retirement pension.
Unlike the main character in the children’s books, the second Mrs. Nelson in question wasn’t missing. But there were two of us, and one of us had to go.
I’d managed, you see, to get some parents all wrapped up in a correspondence conflict. Even though most of my replies never saw the light of day, they all certainly belonged in a “Spam/Delete All” folder.
This is a story of an elementary communications conundrum.
Or a tale of an experienced teacher who saw herself on the retiring side of the ledger, and took full advantage.
You see, a woman named Brooke R. Nelson came to work in the school district where I taught for decades. A teacher, with my name, down to the exact same middle initial, as my Nana would put it.
This particular confusion began when our district revamped its online platform, and I started receiving panicked electronic communiqués from the parents of young children.
Does anyone know anything about elementary school kids, their folks, or the educators who…
