browneyes106
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My best teacher was probably my 11th and 12th grade English teacher Ms. T.
I went to a small high school and she is probably one of the better teachers in the school.
She was a hard but fair teacher. She was a lawyer for a couple of years then she taught college and later started teaching high school. She said she enjoyed teaching. She was the type of teacher who helped all her students not matter what their abilities were. She really helped me learn to write at a college level.
My best college instructors were Bonnie my English 102 teacher. Kevin my English 101 teacher. Jerry my intro to marketing teacher.
My worst teachers were my 9th grade general science teacher and my 10th grade biology teacher.
My 9th grade science teacher Mr. V was basically a guy who went to college and probably became a teacher because he probably didn't fit into any other careers. He was the type of person who should have never gotten into teaching. He wasn't really smart in the subjects he taught. He was also my welding teacher and one time in that class he told me off for something I did by accident. He played favorites with kids and used to tease other kids in bad ways.
My 10th grade biology Mr. B was intelligent but very arrogant man who should never gotten into teaching either. He basically was only in the school to teach the kids that were good at science subjects. If you had difficulties with coursework and you ask him for help he was rude to you. He pissed me off a lot of times in that class. I would ask for help and he would grab my book and turn it to pages and say stuff, "Well if you would read this you would understand". I told him I did read I just had trouble understanding and he would ignore me and walk away. The kids that were great at science liked him. His wife was the school librarian and she was also arrogant like him. She would be rude to students once they walked into the library.
I tend to see Mr. B and Mr. V around my hometown when I visit mainly because B attends the same church as my family and V is friends with my uncle. I kind of give them dirty looks when I see them around town.
I went to a small high school and she is probably one of the better teachers in the school.
She was a hard but fair teacher. She was a lawyer for a couple of years then she taught college and later started teaching high school. She said she enjoyed teaching. She was the type of teacher who helped all her students not matter what their abilities were. She really helped me learn to write at a college level.
My best college instructors were Bonnie my English 102 teacher. Kevin my English 101 teacher. Jerry my intro to marketing teacher.
My worst teachers were my 9th grade general science teacher and my 10th grade biology teacher.
My 9th grade science teacher Mr. V was basically a guy who went to college and probably became a teacher because he probably didn't fit into any other careers. He was the type of person who should have never gotten into teaching. He wasn't really smart in the subjects he taught. He was also my welding teacher and one time in that class he told me off for something I did by accident. He played favorites with kids and used to tease other kids in bad ways.
My 10th grade biology Mr. B was intelligent but very arrogant man who should never gotten into teaching either. He basically was only in the school to teach the kids that were good at science subjects. If you had difficulties with coursework and you ask him for help he was rude to you. He pissed me off a lot of times in that class. I would ask for help and he would grab my book and turn it to pages and say stuff, "Well if you would read this you would understand". I told him I did read I just had trouble understanding and he would ignore me and walk away. The kids that were great at science liked him. His wife was the school librarian and she was also arrogant like him. She would be rude to students once they walked into the library.
I tend to see Mr. B and Mr. V around my hometown when I visit mainly because B attends the same church as my family and V is friends with my uncle. I kind of give them dirty looks when I see them around town.
... I still have nightmares about her 
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is now, this math teacher! He hates his job and he doesn't try and hide it at all. I feel I'm basically paying to teach myself. the class starts at 2:45pm and he doesn't take attendence until 4:00pm. He sits at his desk, looks on ebay and makes it a point to be loud when he's explaining something you don't understand, so everyone else in the class knows what you don't know. After he takes attendence, almost 80% of the class leaves. On days he returns test, we are not allowed to ask him any questions that regards to how he graded the test, but he says we can ask him next time, next time comes around and he still doesn't want you to ask him questions.
I'm pretty sure he's a nice guy, but he certainly doesn't inspire me at ALL!!
Next week is my last week
and then no more of MR. POSITIVE PANTS anymore.
