tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post3823017911269959205..comments2023-10-24T10:55:10.472+02:00Comments on Been there, done that.: One Good TeacherAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04218651886143284455noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-87140328127135961732011-08-28T17:22:09.273+02:002011-08-28T17:22:09.273+02:00I had a couple teachers who really helped me.
My...I had a couple teachers who really helped me. <br />My sister just started her first year as a highschool chemistry teacher. I'm so excited for her. She loves her students already.Crazy Life of a Writing Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16064939499412649850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-50438285966423913942011-08-27T07:18:38.218+02:002011-08-27T07:18:38.218+02:00Hi, Sis,
In my first year of college, my art prof...Hi, Sis,<br /><br />In my first year of college, my art professor gave me a D for the semester. I had NEVER been graded below a B my whole life. I was so angry that I drew like a madman during our break.<br /><br />My first day back I, as I began to draw he lurked around the room and came up behind me. I turned and confronted him. He studied my drawing and blurted out "Finally!" <br /><br />After class he approached me. I asked him why the D? He told me he did it on purpose... I had asked him to change my grade and he refused. He wanted me to always remember.Michael Di Gesuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17047267262428143113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-6441582842858007222011-08-27T01:27:00.474+02:002011-08-27T01:27:00.474+02:00I was a good student and grew up knowing I wanted ...I was a good student and grew up knowing I wanted to be a teacher. But I credit three marvelous teachers - Mr. Ramer, Mr. Kirst, and Mrs. Grisham - for turning me into a writer.<br /><br />And as an early childhood (preschool) teacher for 15 years, I know none of my students will remember my name. But I still like to think I made a difference...<br />ericaerica and christyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13074820593371226159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-25019212298165913012011-08-26T19:38:54.498+02:002011-08-26T19:38:54.498+02:00My seventh grade teach threw an apple across the c...My seventh grade teach threw an apple across the class room. It landed smack dab in middle of TW's forehead and splattered all over his face.shellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09596621767297173021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-83661072205479233532011-08-26T18:52:26.063+02:002011-08-26T18:52:26.063+02:00Yep but not till college. Then I had three that sa...Yep but not till college. Then I had three that saw things in me that no one else had and my grads soared through the roof and I finally loved school.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-87150094738375282812011-08-26T17:29:53.192+02:002011-08-26T17:29:53.192+02:00That's great a teacher saw your potential and ...That's great a teacher saw your potential and pointed you in the right direction. (And I bet that bully never messed with you again.)<br />I was always the good kid - never did anything wrong. That was my older brother's job.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9073226012013539726.post-75418369975092026252011-08-26T16:09:22.556+02:002011-08-26T16:09:22.556+02:00This might be strange of me to say- but truthfully...This might be strange of me to say- but truthfully The one teacher I remember the most is Mrs Orndorf. She was my kindergarden teacher and I adored her. I couldn't tell you why though.Summer Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08122694893668693244noreply@blogger.com