My 1969 Teacher Can’t Spell. Again.

Bow Tie o’ the Day dug around in storage boxes, and found this gem. Why I still have it, mystifies me. And what’s problematic about spelling my name correctly—with one “L”? Oddly enough, as Helen, that extra “L” still shows up. Sometimes someone’ll spell my name “Hellen”. My name has that second “L” only when I’m angry and ranting. Man, I can be a Hell of a tornado. 🌪