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One of my favourite teachers was my sixth grade homeroom teacher. He's an amazing person, and his classroom was very disciplined (he would often show us off to the school visitors) but we also had fun. My other favourite teacher (both as a teacher and a friend, 'cause I first knew him more as a friend) is Doc, who dominates both chem honours, pestilence and civilization (which got me interested in autism, due to one of our units) and AP chem. He is one of those kinds of teachers who is always willing to explain stuff to you after class or at lunch, even if it's not for his class. He's usually pretty strict, but the best thing is that he really believes that his students have potential (and he saved me from the evil lady-long story!). He's pretty encouraging, on task and willing to explain things in a different way if we didn't understand the first time. Next year will be my third year having him as a teacher.

Hmm...let's see. Worst teacher would probably either have to be Mrs. R, who I had for ninth grade English, or Evil Lady, who I had for most of first semester chem last year. Mrs. R had no control over her class whatsoever. She spent a week explaining the first 14 lines of Romeo and Juliet when we read it in class, and the only good part about that class is Lindsey and I would pass notes through the entire class and never get caught. We sat in the front row. She also made us do poetry and try to figure out what the poems meant. Needless to say, I think I failed that test. Evil Lady was probably even worse. (I don't feel like saying her name 'cause I can't spell it.) She was my chem teacher for first semester, and she had no idea what she was doing with chemistry. She made so many mistakes that were blatently obvious, so I corrected her in class. I didn't want the other people in the class having the wrong answers. Yeah, she basically hated me...

My favroite teacher of all time was my early Grade 7 Music Teacher, Mr. Jones. I didn't know it at the age of 12, but he gave me an appreciation for Classical Music. He was also an actual Cockney. Becuase of my quirks and my Obession with London, the two of us hit it off so well, that the rest of the people in the school who didn't know my last name thought that we were Father and Daughter. My worst teacher was Mr. Koning. He was an intolerant little Bugger. He tried to make Clones out of all of his students. He was on everybodys' cases about their biggest differences. Mine, of course happened to be with Britian and London. I want him to know that a lot of people do ask me if I'm from England, and no...it doesn't embarass me one bit when they do. If somebody is going to be a teacher, than they better make damn sure that they have the ability to accept all individual differences.

Teachers are like Apples. Some are good and others are bad.

I did a similar topic, but yep, I had a fiasco with a 'lovely' teacher by the name of Mrs Tap. Yep, that's right, T. A. P. Otherwise known as the Co-ordinator of Teaching and Learning. It's been a bumpy ride, and I am forced to do my occupation *points at thingo on the side of the post.* whanaver she comes near. Nasty nasty nasty.