It has been a very long time since I have had to write an essay.  The other day my young granddaughter asked me for help with hers and I did my very best to remember the proper composition for one.  Working on it together brought back many memories and I had a good time reminiscing with her.

We talked about when I was in college and working on my dissertation.  She was fascinated that they even had colleges back then, as she thought that all old ladies used to be schoolteachers and we didn’t have to go to school to become one.

Amidst our discussions about my thesis and her essay, she realized that school is not really that much different now as it was when I was in school.  I may have attended an old one-room schoolhouse, but I had to learn the same things that she is learning today.