When Breaks the Dawn (Canadian West)
“At first I pretended they had some reason which kept them from the morning class. Nimmie knew better. She did not even seem surprised. Instead, she said with excitement, “Thirteen. Elizabeth! Thirteen. Can you believe it? We still have thirteen who are interested.”
I wanted to argue with her. Thirteen was only about half of what we had started with.
By the end of the second week our number had dropped to five. Just five—when there was a village full of people who needed to learn to read and write. Nimmie was still not alarmed. “Five for our first year is wonderful. In the years to come the others will see the importance of knowing how to read, too.”
I hoped Nimmie was right, but I will admit I was terribly disappointed.
Our remaining five included Wawasee our artist, a young lad by the name of Jim Buck, two girls—one eight, one eleven—and a young married woman who came with her nursing baby. The young mother would often get so involved in what she was learning that she would forget th...e child in her arms.MoreLess
I wanted to argue with her. Thirteen was only about half of what we had started with.
By the end of the second week our number had dropped to five. Just five—when there was a village full of people who needed to learn to read and write. Nimmie was still not alarmed. “Five for our first year is wonderful. In the years to come the others will see the importance of knowing how to read, too.”
I hoped Nimmie was right, but I will admit I was terribly disappointed.
Our remaining five included Wawasee our artist, a young lad by the name of Jim Buck, two girls—one eight, one eleven—and a young married woman who came with her nursing baby. The young mother would often get so involved in what she was learning that she would forget th...e child in her arms.MoreLess
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