Remembering Favorite Teachers. Post Here To Show Some Love For Teachers!

[KittyWampus]

Mr. Blake was my advanced level English teacher in high school. He was tall and handsome with an aquiline nose. He'd dress up for parts in the Shakespeare plays we covered and really knew how to draw us into subjects.

I went back to visit him several times after graduating... and then one year found out he died... of AIDS. This was around 1983.

Good teachers help make learning fun. And they stay with you, in your heart, for a lifetime.

Both my Dad and Mom were teachers.

I think a key to being a good teacher is being a bit of a ham.

Also, allowing students to "teach" you. My Dad said the best training he got was from his pupils. Kids STILL contact my Dad to say how much he meant to them.