Things You Remember Most About Your Teachers

I can't forget my old English teacher in the honor section in college. She was an old-fashioned lady who disliked girls wearing their skirts above the knee. She was the best among 3 good teachers in English in college but I admired her humility. One time, we argued about the sentence sequence and coherence in a paragraph. I was alone in arguing with her with one classmate supporting me. The rest were with her. After 3 days of argument, she finally told the class that I was right and my classmates roared and clapped. She told us that it was not a matter of who won but of knowing what really was right. That incident made me admire her more.

I appreciate my students for giving me a high grade.they treat me as their second mother.

I think that my teachers in English were the persons that became very influential for me. I have been attracted to them and they were the only kind of teachers whom I think are very caring when it comes to what I was feeling. I just had female English teachers and they were all like my second mothers.

It's such a long time since I was at school, but I remember we respected our teachers and would never dream of answering back or disobeying them.

I had this prof who pronounced 'literature' as 'electric chair'. Worth remembering.

I have two teachers I want to talk about here. My Math teacher made sure I got the math award. He encouraged me, and we became friends and hung out together in my older years. He was a very kind person. My English teacher taught us about words and what they meant by having us write sentences with them. She cared about us wanting to learn. It is hard to have teachers that care.

I'll never forget my middle school English teacher, Mrs. N. The first time I met her was 6th grade. I was in a new school and completely lost. I was trying to find my home room and asked Mrs. N, who was standing in the hall, where the room was. "Turn around and keep walking. When you can't find it, cry." she said. Needless to say, I found someone else to help me, only to find that Mrs. N was the teacher for MY home room class! She was also my English teacher. I grew to love her, despite that mean beginning. She was strict but could be led off-topic if we asked about her traveling adventures. Whenever we asked how old she was, she'd tell us, "I'm 112" or "201". She told me I wrote well and that if I ever got a book published, I had to dedicate it to her. I promised I would. Now if I can just write a book...! She was my all-time favorite teacher. My worst teacher was Mrs. G. She was also an English teacher. She let the kids in class do whatever they wanted. Since we were on the second floor, students would often "accidentally" drop their pencils out the open window and then ask to go fetch them. And,of course, Mrs. G would let them. I had no respect for that woman.

I have one Teacher who always want me to seat in front of her. She always call me and want me to read our text book. For the whole year, I sat in front of her. Too late for me to know that she is pregnant with her first baby. lol. I wonder how her baby look like.

Yes i remember many times my teachers.

I remembered them for their attitude, friendly faces, great knowledge, nice motivation and so on. But i didnt remember some of my teachers faces anymore. So when i met them nowadays it get me thought to say hi. Because i keep considerate, do i know this person? Lol