Do you remember the name of your favorite teacher in middle school?

I have a lot of teachers from middle school I loved. My English and History teachers were the best I've had.

But I guess I could say my English teacher wins this round.

It was almost as though she knew everything about the subject, everything about the novel we were doing and as a little middle-schooler I was amazed by that.

My first English exams had pretty much horrible scores. I wasn't good at English at all because I was new and my previous school English standards were extremely low.

She made me improve my marks from about a 54 out of 80 to almost 70 out of 80.

Unfortunately she left the school and I got a new English teacher (who is amazing), but I will never forget her.

She made me reach heights which I never thought I could reach.

Even now when I read books, I think of her.

I do miss her, she was one of my most favourite teachers.

And ma'am if you're reading this: We really miss you ! Please come back !

Do you remember the name of your favorite teacher in middle school?

We didn't have middle schools back then. Kindergarten through sixth grades were "elementary school". Seventh and eighth grades were "junior high"; and ninth through twelfth grades were high school. A few schools back then kept 9th graders in Junior High, but not mine. I graduated high school in 1977.

My favorite teacher in all of those grades was Mrs Gladys Evans, who taught history and math to 7th through 12th grades. (It was a small, rural school. All the teachers did double-duty.) She also threw things at students talking in class. Sometimes it was chalk; sometimes it was shoes; She once threw a stapler. It was awesome. She also made damn sure she grabbed her grade book whenever there was a fire drill. She'd leave her purse, but always took the grade book. She'd been a teacher for about 40 years by then. She started back in the days when teachers weren't allowed to be married. We often joked that the school had been built around her.

Many students didn't like her while they were in her classes, because she was an old-fashioned teacher. She taught - you learned. Period. No participation awards. No warm fuzzies and "you did your best" nonsense. No try. Do or do not. Years later, most realized that she was one of the best teachers they ever had because they DID learn. This was back in the olden days when students were EXPECTED to learn, and parents didn't make excuses for lazy and/or disruptive children.

She had dyed red hair that began thinning as she aged. So she got a dark red hairpiece - that didn't match her other hair. She wore heavy pancake makeup, but didn't allow girls in her classes to wear makeup. She'd send them out to wash their faces. She took no crap from her students. I remember her backing down a young man who threatened to punch her out right in class. She stood toe-to-toe with him, all 5′1″ of her to his 6′ - until he backed down. Then she sent him to the principle's office. The kid was known as a "bad seed" - he'd been in juvenile detention off and on, had a troubled home life, etc. After class, she went down and had a long talk with him. Later that day, she drove him home herself, and then took him down to the Army recruiting office. A few months later, she read a letter from him to the class. He thanked her for everything she'd done for him. Last we heard, he was doing well and planned to make the Army his career.

In her class, you either did the work or you failed. But if you needed help, she'd stay until late night, come in on weekends, or whatever you needed. You just had to ask. Eventually, a new elementary school was built, and named for her. She was installed as principal and did that until she retired.

Years later I learned she'd died in a fire at home a few years after she retired. I was heartbroken.

Mr. Deberry. Not because he taught the class I was best in, but the worst - math. If there had been special education back then I'm certain I would have qualified with a learning deficit in math. But Mr. Deberry was so patient and tried so hard to help me. Once I was a few points from passing a semester and he let me get extra credit by decorating his bulletin board. That might not work today but it was fine by me at that time!


Oh the good old days. I remember Mrs. France, Mr. W., and Mrs. Bello. They were my favorite teachers.

Just kidding. Mr W. is my favorite and the rest of the teachers ( I didn't say them all because I'm lazy) I hate. It's not their fault, it's just learning and I aren't very good friends.

Anyways, the reason I remember my middle school teachers is because I'm in middle school. Once I'm outta this hellhole I'm not looking back.

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