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Tempe High School Class of 1969 - Mrs McCoy, Holderman
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I believe that I was Mrs. McCoy’s, favorite student, or her worst nightmare in that ill-fated fifth-grade class at Holderman. That was a tough year for me, as I spent much of it in the principles office. However the principal, even though I cannot remember her name, helped me out a great deal that year. I remember once, toward the end of school Mrs. McCoy was showing slides of her trip to New York. I had been good most of the day and had not caused a great deal of mischief. I remember raising my hand and telling Mrs. McCoy that I would have enjoyed being in New York, on the Empire State Building so I could have pushed her off. To this day I have always felt bad about making that comment. My junior year at Tempe High, I met and became friends with Mrs. McCoy’s daughter. I even took her to the junior senior prom. Meeting up with her mother again that evening was a real experience. She was definitely not the “mean old witch” that high had remembered from fifth-grade. She was nice polite and very friendly and joked around with me. It was so the past had never occurred. From that day forward I think fondly of Mrs. McCoy. Goofing off and creating havoc, with teachers, in elementary and high school was a real problem for me. Even though I was not a mean or unfriendly person, I would not allow myself to get close to my schoolmates. My fooling around and jokes were a defense mechanism for me, so hopefully no one would learn of my true dilemma. Learning for me was very difficult; I graduated near the bottom of our class and was even told, by one of our famous Tempe High counselors that I would never go to college. However I am a very proud individual, and along with hard work and determination I never gave up. It was not until I was 32 years old that I discovered why learning was so difficult. In 1986 I graduated from ASU with a bachelor of science, in physical geography. This is the true confession of a class clown, and to think it all started with Mrs. McCoy.
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