I'm 13, last year my 6th grade teacher was the most amazing person I've ever met. She's so more than just a favorite teacher to me. I trusted her with my big secret, which I have never told anyone before. (she's the only one that knows personally). The big secret is about my family problems (long story) which have really affected me these last couple of years. I still see her often, for I go to church with her and see her at school functions, etc. She is the most amazing, beautiful, influential person I've ever met, and teachers like her are impossible to forget. I've learned that even though my childhood was not as good as I deserved, some kids like me get real lucky and have someone special come into their life that they can talk to at anytime. And even though I'm only 13, I KNOW she's been placed in my life for a reason, and I continue to live each day knowing that I'll be okay as long as she's always there for me.
--sunshiness :)
2007-11-15 11:59:45
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answered by Anonymous
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I had a couple of teachers that I really liked. I think I looked up to them because they were good people, which was reflected in the way they lived their lives, both in the treatment of the students, and their general behavior. My middle school English teacher encouraged me and helped me by reviewing poetry I had written, even though the poetry was not written for a class assignment.
2007-11-14 19:57:21
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answered by drshorty 7
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That rarely happened when I was in high school. It tended to happen more in middle school. Hormones were a tad bit crazier at that time. We had a Spanish teacher who had large breasts and all of the boys would drool over her.
2016-05-23 06:03:34
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answered by ? 3
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i like tchers who treat the kids like normal people and talk 2 them like there the tchers friends. also a tcher who has patience and explains things well.
2007-11-14 19:57:39
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answered by Anonymous
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Her short Skirt..........
2007-11-14 19:53:49
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answered by Anonymous
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