My favorite teacher was very recent, in seventh grade. She was an absolutely amazing lady to have teach you. Mrs. E was about 5'1" and acted like she was about 7'2". She had the strangest accent, having been raised in Michigan, on Indian reservations, and just about all of the places you could think of. She usually sounds completely normal until she tries to say 'bag' 'wolf' 'dragon' 'egg' or anything with an 'A.' She pronounces it as just that. A. The great thing about Mrs. E was that she understood the students and she didn't go to the principle for help with every single little difficulty. She knew how to make things fun, she expected a lot of the students and they lived up to her expectations because everyone liked her. She handled her own problems and learned as she taught, never thinking that she was the expert on anything.
And the greatest thing. . . she was the most AMAZING story teller. The entire class could just forget math for the day and listen as she recounted ghost stories and stories from her amazing life. And she wouldn't care. She would sacrifice the curriculum for the actual learning of her students, and she never followed anything by the book. She adapted to the situation. She was the boss, but she was also the student's friend- someone they could talk to. Luckily, I've been able to keep in touch with her lately and I'm excited to continue to be her friend.
She was amazing.
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Everyone needs to have a teacher like that!
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