There were 2. The first, year 4, in Canberra. Our class was his first class ever! Mr D recognised how much I struggled with maths and would sit with me while we did it. He was my favourite primary school teacher.
The second, high school, year 9 I think. Mr B. He was my maths teacher. He too recognised my struggle with numbers and would teach me how to do maths in words.... Because I am good at English.
They both gave me so much confidence and I was so grateful.
Mrs Culph - Prep - the true embodiment of what every early childhood teacher should be. Mary Poppins of the classroom. Had beautiful shiny black piano in the room and used to play for us everyday. We all adored her. Never said a cross word. She is still alive, and still living in the same area, my bestie sometimes runs into her and she still remember all our names. A truly amazing lady.
Merv Chiswell - Grade 3 - Mr Chiswell was one of the best teachers going around. He always wore shorts and knee length socks, honestly loved kids and was an all round top guy, wicked sense of humour. He was our sports guy at primary school too, taught everyone how to high jump... He was a Kunyung Primary School institution, I don't know anyone who knew him who did bawl when he retired. Last I heard he and his wife owned a milk bar a couple of hours south of Perth. If anyone knows him, tell him hello.
In high school, Jenny Burrowes, Mrs Weiner, Ms Henry and Mr Bennett.
Peggy. The headmistress of my boarding school. She was always dressed impeccably even when she did the rounds at 3am she dressed in her fabulous dressing gown and kid leather slippers (will never forget the night of the possum - she leapt on the closest bed and screamed PMSL).
I spent a lot of time in her office. It always ran the same way. I got into trouble. I went to her office then we spent about 5 minutes discussing what I had done before settling down for a chat about something totally unrelated. She read the newspaper cover to cover every day and discussed any articles of interest with us and saved anything interesting that she stumbled across in a magazine. She flirted with our Dads (much to our astonishment lol) and enjoyed G&T and a nice wine. In short, she demonstrated every day that one could be an intellectual powerhouse without sacrificing style and femininity.
I kind of envy my old classmates who still live near her and catch up on occasion.
Mrs Woods year one, she played an awesome stringed instument thingy that she held in her lap (wonder what it was called).
Mr Cusbert year 6 - introduced us to brightly coloured sweaters and The Carpenters lol
And Ms Buckley in highschool who road a motorbike to school and had a deep and meaningful with all of us 'unpopular' girls at school camp that boys eventually learn the hard way lol.
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