Did you have a favorite teacher? Or you may be taking a class right now and adore your instructor. As well as writing about Amish schools last week, what got me musing about teachers is the fact my friend songwriter, poet, and author Marty Nystrom was recently presented one of three Alumnus of the Year awards at Oral Roberts University. He mentioned how much he enjoyed seeing several of his former professors. That got me thinking which teachers I’d wish to speak to again.
For some crazy reason, my favorite was my Latin teacher at a strict girl’s school. How she managed to intrigue and befriend me is beyond my comprehension. Especially since my father was a Classics professor, a reason for me to not like Latin. (You know how teenage girls can be.) Mrs. McCall was a lovely person, but might no longer be alive. I should’ve looked her up years ago.
The absolutely primo instructor at that same school was my mother. She was a talented portrait sculptress, who occasionally taught art classes and also pushed herself to learn more to better instruct her pupils. If she was a teacher in today’s age, she would more than likely keep herself very busy taking various online courses for teachers and professors. She made it her mission to give all pupil’s the best education and personal wisdom she could. All the girls loved her because she was kind and showed interest in their work. On the other end of the spectrum, Mrs. X was the least favorite teacher in the whole school. She literally made girls cry. I will not repeat what she said to them, but since I stood up to her I’m sure I was a thorn in her side. I’ve never tolerated bullies.
Teachers have a tremendous impact on children. Another woman I remember distinctly as being mean-spirited was in second-grade. Can you imagine a second-grade teacher making a little girl stay after school because she misspelled her first name? A long story, but I still remember the incident as though it were yesterday. Oh, dear, I guess there are two more people I need to forgive postmortem. It’s not good to hold onto unforgiveness; this I’ve learned from the Amish.
How about you? Did you have a favorite instructor? Do you recall a mean-spirited teacher who treated you or others unjustly? Or did you have a life-changing educator who bolstered your self-esteem and enriched your life? Did you like school? Is there a class you’re longing to take but never had the time or money? It isn’t too late to learn to play the piano! If you ever are struggling at school, some students have gone onto sites like www.collegepaperworld.com to get through their workload, always talk with your teachers and see how you can help yourself in class and how they can help you too, it’s a two-way street.
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