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Along Life’s Way
Josephine: My Educator Mother
By Lois E. Wilson
 
My mother, Josephine, was born at Somerset, Indiana. She was the third child and the oldest girl of eleven children. At age twelve, on Saturdays, she worked for others doing a washboard laundry for 25 cents. Her high school years she worked for four families in the area. She was determined to go to college. The sorority of one of her employers loaned her $200 and she received a $165 scholarship. The rest of her college money she borrowed from the bank. She completed a 2-year teacher training program at Manchester College, Indiana. Twenty years later, she earned a Bachelor Degree from the University of Dayton.
 
In 1926, because she was married, she was unable to get a teaching position in Dayton, Ohio. She worked several years as a receptionist for two different companies. She heard of a first-grade opening at Drexel School near Dayton. She told the superintendent that she had taught the kindergarten at college and had a great desire to make teaching her career. She visited with his small children, and their positive response to a story she told them convinced him to hire her. She taught first grade for 33 years at Drexel and Dayton schools. Often college students from U.D. and Central State University did their practice teaching with her. She authored three books on methods of teaching children to read. At different times, she served as President of the Dayton Classroom Teachers’ Assn. and Vice President of the Dayton School Board.
 
Going through her notes, I found her recollections:

A boy had come out of the restroom unzipped. She told him the problem. He replied, “Teacher, I have a weak zipper!” One day she asked the class, “Who knows what a tie is?” A boy answered, “It is a rag that you put around your neck, and it is neat.”
 
She drew on the chalkboard a number of tails then asked the class, “What animal does the tail belong to and how does the animal use it?” She told how the mother deer holds her tail up to warn of danger. The fawn sees the white side and stays quiet until the tail is down. She explained the opossum puts its tail up over its back and the babies lock their tails around it so that they don’t fall off. A boy exclaimed, “My goodness! I didn’t know tails were so handy!”
 
During a Red Cross drive, she asked the students to help others by giving to the organization even if they could only bring a penny. A boy raised his hand, “Teacher, I can bring lots of money. My daddy has two big cans full hidden in the attic.”
 
Mother never had to worry about her future security. One six-year-old told her, “Mrs. Groff, I love you so much that I will never forget you. And when I get to be a chemist, I am going to give you $3000 dollars!” She didn’t collect on his offer, but she was easily reelected to the Dayton School Board. I would guess many of those votes were from her former students and those people whose lives she touched through the years.


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