Time for School


Many of my family are involved in teaching, starting with me and my wife Joy. In Carl’s family there is Carl, Jenny and Amanda. In Anna’s family there is Anna and her husband Alan and Nathaniel. In Amy’s family there is Amy, Brad, and Josh. In Nate’s family there is Nate and Kat.
All of my children were exposed to someone who was in the teaching profession from a very early age. I was teaching when all but Carl were born, but I was going to BYU to learn to be a teacher. Joy and I have always attempted to stress education in our family. I have had the opportunity to teach at Orem High School and BYU Independent Study and after retirement from public school at Liahona Preparatory School. Joy was a substitute teacher, homeschooler, and she taught sociology for a while at BYU.
Carl C Stubbs, Anna Stubbs Kendall, Rachel M Stubbs,
 Amy Stubbs Gibson, Brad Gibson, April 1996
This teaching started early in our children’s lives. I had gotten some old wooden desks from DI and they were set up downstairs in the home we lived in at 448 East 100 South next to the high school. Quite often all of the kids could be found downstairs in their assigned seats. These were seats assigned by Anna, the original homeschooler. She just loved teaching, and for the most part, her siblings enjoyed having her teach them.
There were even some of the neighborhood kids that would show up and take their places in the classroom. This was a great way for the kids to spend much of the time during the summer months until school started again. I’m sure that some of them would rather be doing something else, but Anna was able to keep their attention.
The old desks were probably one of the best purchases Joy and I ever made. It was not only educational but also kept them busy for part of the day. Sometime in the afternoon Joy would read to them from some of the books we had. They liked Boxcar Children, Where the Red Fern Grows, and other books. Sometimes Anna would read to her class, and sometimes she would help them to read.
Today she is a marvelous teacher and leader. I know that Anna, like her siblings that are involved in education, has a real fear with the pandemic. I am truly grateful that I am retired and don’t have to make some of the extreme changes that have come to education.  

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