Three Teachers

By kiki

In my last year at Montebello Junior High school (1951-52), there were three teachers, two males, one female. I can only remember the name of one, Mr. Martin. I’ll call the male teacher “Mr. Dude” and the female teacher “Miss Dudette.”

Miss Dudette was a great dresser and drop-dead gorgeous lady. Mr.Dude was a blond, blue-eyed handsome guy, and always dressed to the nines with every hair in place and drove a new car. Mr.Dude could have been a model for a Sears catalog.

Mr. Martin was a dark-skinned out-of-shape Mexican-American who would drive his old beat-up jalopy to school in the mornings wearing a cheap ill-fitted rumple suit and scuffed shoes. He always looked like he had slept in his suit, and his hair was always uncombed; he always looked in need of a haircut.

Both Mr. Martin and Mr. Dude were after Miss Dudette; they were both dating her. The Chicano guys were always kidding Mr. Martin about competing with Mr. Dude in winning Miss Dudette. The competition for the heart and soul of Miss Dudette went on for the better part of the school year. In the end, Mr. Martin won out. Mr. Martin and Miss Dudette were married at the end of the school year.