JOY
Ms. Joy, she was tall. Everything about her was so very, very tall. Everything about her seemed larger than life. I was a tiny, freckled, second grade, shrimp that looked more like a sticky popsicle stick back then. But she, …oh she was everything I ever dreamed. I wanted to be her. She had a smile that radiated, hair that every blonde coveted. Think Sandy from Greece, after she had the make-over. She laughed a lot and often, had sexy arm candy in a princess fashion – her boy