Condolences
A gifted humanities teacher and gentle soul. Ms Forsyth nurtured my love of English language and is always fondly remembered.
I was a student of Ms Forsyth when she taught as a Sister of St. Joseph in California. She was my teacher for 2 years of high school English and Literature at Bishop Montgomery HS, Torrance. She gave me more than I can put into words. She opened me to poetry and many forms of literature I would not have experienced otherwise. I recall she was pursuing graduate studies; I think her dissertation was about the work of Emily Dickinson. She gave so much in her life. Condolences to Doretta, the whole Mario family, and the Forsyth family. Rest in peace, Lindsay Forsyth- from all your numerous students.
Ms. Forsyth was such a positive force in my life as a student. Not only did she teach me so much but she was so approachable, all students felt like they could go to her for support or just to talk. I have so many fond memories of her, however, I remember a day in her room when I was asking her about something that we were studying in English. She mentioned to me about a parallel that she noticed between what I was studying in English and "Arthur Murray's" Death of a Salesman. I sort of stared at her in a funny way. She continued to talk about "Arthur Murray's" Death of a Salesman- but eventually stopped because I was wide eyed. She asked me what was wrong. I asked her if it was not "Arthur Miller" who wrote Death of a Salesman? She asked what she had said. "Arthur Murray?" "Oh for Pete's sake- that's the dance guy!" She explained that she had taken ballroom dance classes at his studio. Then we spent the next 20 minutes re-creating how Death of a Salesman would play itself out with foot prints on the floor- Willy Loman constantly taking 3 steps forward and 2 steps back! At the end of the conversation, as we were leaving, she asked me why I didn't say anything. What could I say? She was my teacher, my idol, and one of the most knowledgeable people I knew. Her parting words to me were- "Never second guess your wisdom-it's the one thing that you can carry with you everywhere. It's portable, doesn't weigh much and ingratiates you to other people at a cocktail party." Then I went home and looked up the definition of ingratiate. My heart is sad that she is no longer living among us, however heaven is going to be filled with so much wit!
Thank you Ms. Forsyth for all the time that you gave us.
Such fond memories of Miss Forsyth as my high school humanities teacher, and I was privileged to attend a trip to Italy with her. My deepest sympathy to her family and loved ones. What a very special lady!
I was saddened to hear of the passing of Mrs. Forsyth, a teacher who was incredibly inspiring to me as a young man and fanned the first flames of what would become a lifelong love of art. As a student in her art history class at St. Francis in 1991, I would look forward to reading her wry and incisive comments on my written work and daily journals. Every few years I take out those journals and reread them, especially to remember how wonderful Mrs. Forsyth was and to hear her unforgettable voice in my head. I am sure I am just one of thousands of students who were blessed to have one of the best as their mentor. I wanted to express my condolences but also my thanks to her loved ones for this beautiful soul. Rest in peace.
I’m sorry to learn this news. Ms Forsyth was my English 10 teacher at St. Francis and I can still remember the some of the details of those classes. She was kind and generous with her time. She loved poetry and art. I remember she took us on a field trip to The Nickle Arts museum at The University of Calgary to see a Marc Chagall show. Afterwards, we were encouraged to write an essay about it. Her classroom was decorated with beautiful images of paintings from art calendars. Great teachers like her are so important. I’ll never forget her!
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