2 Best and 2 Worst for me.
The best - Mrs. Birchall, HS senior year psychology, and Mr. DePino, HS senior year physics. Mrs. Birchall was just a really nice, down-to-earth, fun lady. Easy to talk to. I enjoyed her so much that when I went to community college, I took her geography class simply because she was the teacher, and I also volunteered on her campaign when she ran for town council. Mr. DePino made physics "phun." We all loved dropping a bowling ball on a clay Gumby (which literally went "splat," causing us to have to borrow a putty knife from the art classes to scrape the clay off the floor), riding his homemade hovercraft, and playing with Slinkies in the hallway. I did have difficulty with the class; I was in the lowest math class out of all my classmates (I was still in algebra 2 when they were all past trig and into calculus), not to mention that I skipped chemistry, and while I understood the concepts, it was very hard for me to do the math to prove and explain them. But he recognized that I enjoyed the class and I was making a tremendous effort; I also did ALL of the extra credit that he offered. He actually boosted me a grade simply for "effort and enthusiasm."
The worst - Mrs. C., HS junior year American history, and Mrs. B., HS senior year English. Mrs. C. even came right out and said that she hated kids. She once tried giving me a detention for literally no reason (seriously...she told us to turn to a certain page in the book, which I did, and suddenly she yelled my name, "Detention when we return from vacation!" Huh???). One of the boys in the class was a troublemaker; he made a joke at her expense one day, and even though we hadn't reacted, she separated ME and my 3 friends from each other. She also tried to hit me a couple of times. Mrs. B. one day told me, in front of the entire class, "Don't bother going to college, you'll never make anything of yourself." She lost one of my papers, even though I told her that I had handed it in during class and who was before me and after me. She accused me of impugning her integrity. She later found my paper crumpled up amongst those from another class - a class that was held nowhere near the same time as mine. Later when I got to college, my first English paper was returned with a "Please see me" from my professor. That professor asked me where I'd gone to HS and as soon as I told her, she said, "You had Mrs. B., didn't you? Forget everything she taught you." From that moment on, I received A grades on ALL of my papers throughout my college career. Before my junior year of college, when I transferred to a 4-year university, I won a scholarship from a local group of which Mrs. B. was a member. I had to attend a luncheon and stand up at the front of the room while a sponsor gave a little background on me. Mrs. B.'s jaw dropped, her eyes bugged, and she almost fell off her chair when my sponsor mentioned my 4.0 GPA in my 2 previous years of college. Karma was kind that day!