Can You Remember Any Of Your Teachers? Good Or Bad Influence On You?

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I remember many of my teachers. The first school I attended was Layton Primary School for Infants and Juniors and the Secondary School was Collegiate High School, both of which still exist today. Anyway, one teacher in the Juniors that had a lasting impression on me was a lady called Miss Gregson. Remember that photo of Lady Di with a see-through skirt on, holding those two toddlers at a nursery or something? That image (facially) reminds me of Miss Gregson. She was a very sweet teacher, never raised her voice and was miles younger than the other teachers in the school, so little ones could relate to her and her to them. She taught everything but making things was the most fun as she would encourage everyone. There was lots of laughter in her classes. She had no favourites. I remember making a Santa Claus that had lots of dangly bits (had it for years) plus a large, pointy hat that was in Medieval style. Considering I thought I was rubbish at making things Miss Gregson brought out the best in us all. She was responsible for me taking up reading A LOT as she read both Watership Down and The Hobbit to us in class. The better behaved we were the more she would read to us. She really was ace. Another teacher in Junior School was Miss Brown and she didn't like boys. I remember her mad red, curly hair and the fact that she spat when she spoke due to her buck teeth. She also had very long, painted finger nails which cut into boys' flesh when she smacked their bare bottoms across her knee. Seriously, she did do this but anything goes in the 70s eh? She certainly wouldn't get away with that behaviour now! At Senior School the teacher that I remember the most was Mr Dempsey. Now, this guy taught Physics, a subject I could not fathom at all. However, there was a good reason for this. In class the girls would sit at a bench at the front and the boys towards the back. Mr Dempsey would face us with a large bench in front of him that ran lengthways across the room like ours did. We sat on stools, he stood up. Anyway, guess what he used to do so none of the girls could concentrate on their work? He used to REST HIS BALLS ON THE BENCH! Yes, he did my friends. Just stand there and move backwards and forwards laying his balls to rest. He was rather well-hung in his tight trousers as well. For impressionable 14 year old girls this was quite a sight. We giggled constantly throughout his lessons, learned nothing but I really don't think he realised what he was doing. There was nothing "suggestive" about his behaviour. He just wanted to rest his balls for whatever reason. He looked a bit like Timothy Dalton and had a dimple in his chin just like him. It's amazing what we can remember isn't it friends? Have any teachers been a good or bad influence on you? I would love to know your views. By the way there was another Physics teacher (his name eludes me) that, whenever he turned to write something on the blackboard one of the lads would throw something at him. I suppose it made a change from other teachers throwing stuff at them lol but the poor guy had to leave, he was so stressed! I have just remembered another teacher but not her name, unfortunately. She taught Art in the 6th Form building at Collegiate but I was about 15 at the time. Anyway, I really was NO GOOD at Art but she could not teach properly so none of us were any good at Art. The whole class learned nothing. We had to draw flowers but had no clue what she meant about "light and dark" and during the Art Exam I remember vividly Andrew Schofield suddenly deciding he wasn't going to pass the Exam so proceeded to move his brush in rapid motion up and down the paper. In other words he was trashing his work! The teacher just went round us all, placed her hand on Andrew's shoulder and exclaimed, "Well done!" She knew full well that none of us would pass our Art Exam..and we didn't.. we all got a "U" which stands for "Unclassified!" Haha!