Miss Faye

Whan that aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
Tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(so priketh hem nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially from every shires ende
Of engelond to caunterbury they wende,



5 Responses to Miss Faye

  1. Saundra Lancaster Gamble says:

    Oh my gosh, Miss Faye Ethridge!! Prepared us all for college English courses and me to become a high school English teacher!! I never knew half of what she did!! She was the BEST!!!

  2. Margaret Barfield Rucker, JHS Class of 1960 says:

    The holy blisful martir for to seke,
    That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seke.
    Strange what things stick with you. Wonder how many of us can still recite all of those first eighteen lines of the Prologue in Middle English? (Me!)…and other choice lines from our memory work? Not much of THAT is being required nowadays, more’s the pity!
    I groaned inwardly when I came to class each day and saw the classroom chalkboards–both of them–COVERED with hand-written rules and examples to be copied into our English notebooks. Those notebooks were responsible for my going through more than my share of pencils, thanks to classmates Roy Fleming and Jimmy Bowyer. Hardly a day passed without my hearing “Got a pencil?” from one or the other of them…and I didn’t always get them back! I held on to my notebook for a long while afterwards, and even referred to it from time to time. It was eventually stored in the garage in a box with some other papers. I’m not certain what became of it, but I think the dog ate it. REALLY!

  3. Vance Roy says:

    Faye Ethridge was one of three of the best school teachers in my life. There was one of the three at UT. Ethridge and Pechonick were at JHS. Rarely does a day go by that I do not think of her as I write something. “That comma splice will get you an F next year in UT English”, rings in my ears today. I will go to lengths to avoid a preposition at the end of a sentence. I remember her guidance steering me through my senior term paper on “Some Methods of Body Preservation, Past and Present”. I wrote that because I worked at Griffin Funeral Home and had a wealth of reference material. “I don’t understand why a nice young man like you wants to write about this”, as she shook her head. I think that I got an “A-minus” because of the subject.

    Miss Faye died not long ago, and a friend sent me her obituary. I really knew little about her. Her education was among the giants of American Literature at Vanderbilt. In her time, Vanderbilt took one or two women per year. Now she would be professioral material in any university. It was our good fortune to have her then. She did leave a legacy.

    • Mrs. Peggy Jones Case says:

      Miss Faye Ethridge never failed to keep my attention, since English was my favorite subject. Every time I, too, use a preposition in a sentence I do anything I can to not use it at the end. It feels like I have committed a “sin”.

      I was very privileged to have Miss Ethridge follow me to Union University, as she was the best teacher I had ever encountered.
      Miss Faye always “practiced what she preached”, using excellent grammar in every word she spoke. I still find myself correcting other people I hear using a poor choice of words, just as Miss Faye would do to us. We were so blessed to have had Miss Ethridge at JHS.

  4. Peggy Martin says:

    Oh, what memories of Miss Faye! “No rest for the weary!” But she is the reason I did well in freshman English at SMU.

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