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26 comments:
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In high school, my chem teacher. She was awesome. We're still friends on Facebook.
Mrs. Colley, Fort Couch Middle School
The boob tube.
My 7-8th grade Science teacher, by far.
But I was lucky, I had a lot of good ones.
I didn't take Spanish but the j. h. s. female Spanish teacher was really hot (and married.)
My PE teacher. She was an outstanding mentor for female athletes before women's athletics received funding.
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My high school A & P teacher - he used a college textbook, for one. He procured animal organs that resembled/ similar to the human body. (Lung inflation was a big shocker to small groups). We typed blood, ran urinalysis - things students today cannot do due to HIV/ HEP etc. I learned so much for him - I breezed through my freshman college A&P courses.
Mr. Spohn. I met him when I was 17 and my dad died when I was 18, so, in many ways, he was like a second father to me. Teacher, mentor, father figure, friend. Unfortunately he died last year. He was one of the few people in the world who could make me laugh until I had tears streaming down my face. I miss him.
Mrs. McAuliffe
drama teacher and i aided for her. loved. her.
Life.
Jeff......you know him?
Ms. Warren she was so loving and an excellent teach
Mrs. Henry Literature teacher
Sister Dominic, 5th grade at St. Rita's in Alexandria, VA.
My third grade teacher and my high school AlgebraI,II/Trig & Calc teacher...great qualities and techniques of both inspired me to also become a teacher.
Mrs. Roney, my 6th grade teacher. She taught me to love travel and learning about other countries and cultures. She was A+ and was close to retirement when she was my teacher.
My mom.
My Pop.
Love
Understanding
Charity
Humility
Compassion
Mechanics
Cars
Sports
Fashion
ART
Money
Faith
Religion
Marriage
Divorce
Starting Again
Losing graciously
FAMILY
I could keep going but the Teaching are 40 years worth of how to be a kind giving nonsucker in this sometimes ruthless world.
“Women are Ninjas too. Be You. Kill them softly and never hesitate to walk away.“ - Ray Canchola
Miss Miller, 4th grade. slim, blonde hair blue eyes,always called me her favorite, told me how she couldnt wait until I got older so she can marry me. I was totally smitten but too young to know what to do ..cruel universe
2 out of the last 3 are right, your parents should be because it's them 24/7,all your life until death comes from either direction.
My Arabian horse. She taught me a lot.
My Humanities Professor, Dr. T. He was a brilliant Southern Baptist music minister who lost his wife and though it shhok his faith, he was a pretty decent guy. Heasked us to reflect on Rembrandt, Botticelli, daVinci, Mozart, etc., and all that they left behind for us, centuries later. He asked us if we were going to squueze everything we could out of life and leave nothing behind, or were we going to do our best to leave a legacy for others. Loved that man!! And speaking of former teachers you are FB friends with...I went to my high school reunion this past summer in Florida. I left shortly after hs and just returned to the beach town recently. Sitting w/hubby @ the bar and this guy is talking to us. I knew the face and so I finally asked him why he was so familiar? Turns out his mom was my favorite teacher in hs. We are now buddies on fb. She was also quite the character, best teachers ar!!
Mrs. Perry, 7th grade science. She took a little nerd under her wing and her encouragement pushed me through a crucial time.
The streets.
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