In 1972, I returned to Miami Beach High School to give a speech to a dance class. the speech I asked the dance teacher if any of my English teachers was still there. He told me that Irene Roberts was in the class just down the hall.
I was no one special in Miss Roberts' class-just another sport fan who didn't do very well in English. Yet I can't forget her respect for ideas and for her students. I realize now, many years later, she is one of the best (teacher) I have ever had. I told the dance teacher that I'd like to say something to her, but I was afraid (trouble) her right now. The dance teacher told me that Miss Roberts would be (please) to see me.
The dance teacher brought Miss Roberts into the hallway where stood this 32 year -old man she last saw at age of 18."I am Mark Med off," I told her." You were my 12th grade English teacher in 1958. "She looked at me (careful) for some time didn't seem to remember who I was. At that moment I got so many things to say to her, but what I (final) said was:" Miss Roberts, I want you to know you were so important to me." (hear) this, Miss Roberts began to weep and held me in her arms.
