the teacher i appreciate is miss.shirmo!!! the reason i picked her is because she helped me throughout the years and she treated me like her own. And i just want to wish her another great year that is comming ahead.
My overall favorite teacher is my 5th grade teacher Mrs.Sarabia.For me that means a lot because my dad is a teacher and all my teachers are really nice.I’ll miss her so much, but I will remember her as I grow up.I <3 you Mrs.Sarabia.
I’ll never forget my first grade teacher, Ms. Harris. She was soft-spoken but powerful. She made us believe in ourselves and that we were readers already. She always dressed like a lady, dainty, and always professional. She maintained order but was ever so kind and helpful. That was more than 50 years ago and Ms. Harris has been long gone helping first graders in paradise. But, I have tried emulate her grace and caring throughout my 20+ years in the classroom.
Hi to all but especially to Jason (first post below)
Why do we teach?
We are pretty good at something. We know it and feel passionately about it. We want others to see and feel what we have seen and felt.
We can communicate. We can take an idea, a feeling, a technique, a method and understand it, make sense of it, see how it fits in with all those other ideas, feelings, techniques, and methods that make up our world. Then we can simplify it, illuminate it, explain it, and place it within the reach of another’s mind and heart. And if this other can’t pick it up and make it part of himself – we can simplify it differently, illuminate it from another angle, and explain it in an entirely different way.
We are patient. We are resourceful. We are respectful. We can take discouragement, mull over it, come to grips with it, and put it to bed. Then with the light of the next sunrise, we can go back with a genuine optimism and enthusiasm, and succeed.
We are caring. We care for our special subject. We care for a life of constant discovery and learning. We care for these beautiful creature before us – these sometimes too eager, sometimes too distracted, sometimes too disinterested, sometimes too challenged, sometimes too secretive, sometimes too forthright, but always capable, worthy, and important creatures – our students.
We may struggle for long periods of time, but then a spark is struck, a discovery is made, learning is taking place and we have found our true reward.
We teach because we are built that way and we were fortunate enough to have found our calling.
We teach because on a terrible day when we’d rather be anywhere else, just as we enter the school building and start walking down the hall, some bright-eyed child smiles and calls out “Good morning, Mr. …” or “Hi Miss …” and we are happy.
Each day I helped you to start out on the path of becoming the wonderful adult you are now was a day of joy for me. I am so incredibly proud of the marvelous adult, citizen, husband, father, and teacher that you are! The fact that you adopted me and my family and that we adopted you is that once-in-a-career accomplishment that crowns a lifetime of teaching.
Dennis Mulhearn, a.k.a. Mr M
I had two great teachers. Grady Toland and Jean McQuiggin. Mr. McQuiggin is from Canada, and he was my sixth great teacher. He was the first teacher in years to treat me with dignity and respect. He instilled a love for learning in me. Grady Toland was my high school philosophy instructor. He was not only a great teacher, but also a great mentor. I still speak with him often and ask for his advise.
Oglesby died this week. (Yes, we just called him Oglesby and he called us by our last names.) He was truly “that teacher”, that one in a million who really made an impact, changed lives and influenced us beyond comprehension. He pushed us outside our comfort zones, seated us in order of our grade in his class (everyone constantly jockeying to move up at all times), blasted AC-DC during tests to teach us to concentrate (and appreciate the wordplay of their lyrics). His was the classroom where you hung out during free periods and where you could get an A+++ or an F to the fifth power on a test. Everyone loved him and/or was terrified of him, as you had to pass Junior Lit to graduate (he taught Speech and Literature).
I hadn’t seen him in easily 20 years, but I’ll never forget him.
My most loved teacher was Mrs. Johnson. She taught biology, anatomy and biotech. She was kind and funny, able to take a joke or lighten the mood. Her love of science was obvious and infectious. I remember being her ta senior year, helping to set up labs. I spent so much time just talking to her before school, after school…During lunch…After graduation. She was a fantastic listener and a great mentor. I try to be her every day.
I think the teacher that inspired me the most was my science teacher in the 7th grade, Ms. Salam. She was short but could silence a room with her voice. She made science interesting to me and I fell in love with science because of it. She started me down the path of science which lead me to biology and then into the health profession. She was so kind to all of her students and generally cared if we liked what we were learning. She was the first to open my eyes to an amazing world we have. I wish I could talk to her now to show her what I have accomplished and what I plan to do with my life; to show her that she as touched a student’s life and that teachers really do make a difference.
Growing up, my great teacher was Mr. Mulhearn. For all my Junior and Senior High School years (same building 7th-12th grade), Mr. Mulhearn was almost always early to school to meet his groupies and usually stayed late after school with them, too. We’d all hang out in his room all the time. A few of us even went so far as befriending him outside of school. We hung out with his entire family, even going with him on family excursions to the Statue of Liberty! He was like a second father to many of us. I’ll always be grateful to him.