I had two Grade Three teachers and they were my favourites. Mr Blackman was a graduate. He was always smiling, enthusiastic and taught us Take the Pressure Down (John Farnham was BIG then, lol!). I loved having a guitar playing teacher!
Mrs Ebers polarised her students. She took no $@&? (so the 'naughty kids' hated her!) and did awesome art and craft! I still have snowman and stocking Christmas ornaments I made with her. She was one from the 'old school', a 'proper' teacher who knew her stuff (unlike many of the the teaching students I've mentored that didn't know their contractions from their compound words).
Sadly, both have passed away. Neither from old age. Both within weeks of me looking to contact them to say thank you for inspiring me.
Senior chemistry teacher, really fun and did lots of crazy stuff. Once blew out all the second story windows and caught the curtains on fire when exploding sodium in the courtyard. After that he used less sodium.
My little group of friends and I were rejects from the majority of kids but we had a lovely english teacher who let us sit in her room at lunch time for the last few years of high school. We often chatted and when we graduated she gave us each a gift that we all treasured. Fast forward a decade or so and one of my group ran into her at his choir - she didn't recognise him and after a few months he approached her and said who he was - she totally didn't remember any of us at all!! With some prompting she had a vague recollection. Sort of spoiled the memory lol.
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