National Day of What?

This past week, painfully busy, there was humor around every corner. Daily I'm amused by this crazy life of mine. Each day there is a National Day of Something. My favorite this week, was the National Handwriting Day. I was transported back into my first grade classroom, and Mrs. Miller. She appeared ancient to me then, and surely she was not. Maybe forty, but to this young five year old, one hundred, at least. She was pinched! Handwriting was the BIG thing in first grade, and the paper was soooooooo thin!!! My name, Bonnie Blackman, had too many m's and n's and two Big B's. My printing varied, some big letters, some tiny, some with hearts on it!! I practiced cursive, when Mrs. M wanted ONLY hard line letters. My t's were not crossed like she wanted. I wanted rhythm and she wanted no eraser marks!! I loved writing my name, over and over, ten million times?? I wanted to show her how well I could draw, NO!!! Bonnie, write fifty more B's and all the same size. Didn't she know I was worried about ants eating my lunch, and dreading nap time!! Also there were a couple of cute boys, I had my eyes on. She must not have known that we would all abandon handwriting, for computers many years later.
I do love to hand write notes, and a personal card, now and then. I'm never without many sharpened pencils, and have dozens of "special" pens scattered around. Mrs. M would still dislike my penmanship, but she would, I think, smile that I love to write. So on the day of National Handwriting Day, I turned on my laptop and smiled to the heavens!! Surely Mrs. M has gone to be with Jesus, she was so OLD!!!!