My free speech was attacked in second grade

I was censored for the first time when I was eight years old.

It was the first time my writing broke boundaries. Pushed limits. Made someone uncomfortable. And for it, I was scolded and disciplined. Has my soul ever recovered? Well, if it had, I wouldn’t really be writing about it at age twenty-nine, would I?

Mrs. Talbot was my grade school teacher down in sunny St. George, Utah. If you haven’t thought about visiting St. George, your grandparents probably have. It’s a huge retirement commu...