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the only teacher whose name i can remember (terrible of me, i know) is Mr. Adkins. he was my AP us hist and i believe AP civics or govt or some other class i took with him. i basically had him for all social sciences my last 2 years of high school. he let us do video projects and get creative when turning in assignments. i loved him for that. he was the spitting image of ned flanders (mustache and all) and just a true sweetheart, you could tell he cared about the kids he taught.
my least fond memory of an educator (i dont have a worst teacher, amazingly i've had pretty good teachers my whole life) was my 8th grade science teacher. i dont even remember he name but she made me SICK. she always had on big, puffy clothes or those multi-colored track suits trying to be "hip" or "down" or whatever. I was always good in science until i got her. i never knew what the hell she was talking about (and i was smart y'all!) and was reprimanded whenever i asked a question. one time my best friend got put out for chewing gum and i left the class in a show of solidarity. UGH i get sick just thinking about her. she wasnt really a bad teacher just weird and i think this was the 1st time i wasn't a teachers pet so i wasnt sure how to handle being "average"
edited: i am leaving out college and grad school because, well... those professors aint really teach. it was like i'm throwing out this information. you can pick it up or whatever. as long as your parents keep paying tuition we're cool.
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