Hey Pandas, Which Teacher Had A Lasting Impact On Your Life? (Closed)

I have been fortunate in having many great teachers,but one thing stands out in my memory and it has nothing to do with teaching..I went to a Catholic school where most teachers were nuns,but our English teacher was not.In those days you would bring your lunch from home and eat it at your desk.The Beef (her nick-name) was in charge of the lunch-break at our unruly 3rd grade.She loved to sing (we could do without ) and was half-way through «Deck the Halls» going «Fa La La La» when her false teth jumped out of her mouth and landed smack in the middle of my class-mate`s sandwich...The girl never brought lunch to school again....

my first geography teacher in 6th graade. i loved his classes (and kinda him tooLOL). because of him i learned so much about our world and countries and that i love maps :) i stuied geography at the university because of him
my PE Teacher in 9th to 12th grade. she is super sporty and i am not :D i also have asthma and can't really use my left schoulder/arm, so my doctors gave me a note that i can't do sports but she was like " i don't give a flying f! you do what you can and that will be enough!" and i loved PE with her, i always could say if i don't wanna/can't do something and i could something else instead. but she was so encouranging over the 4 years that it really changed me. i even ran 6miles because of her (and almost died XD)
and my first class teacher.. i liked her a lot, but she told my parents i wasn't smart enough for higher education.. WELL SUCK IT! i went to university anyways :D

We were all doing our maths work, little did she know she was still connected to the smart board. SHE WAS SCROLLING THROUGH FACEBOOK!!!!!!!

My 2nd grade teacher. But not in a good way. I was very talkative and energetic just trying to be social and s**t you know? She would punish me being to energetic. One time we were doing this project with like some dirt and stuff and she said not to press it down. Subconsciously I pressed it down, not knowing what I was doing. I had to miss goddamn recess. I will remember her.

Miss Macleod (sp?) who then became Mrs. Buse (sp?). I think it was grade 3. Our dog got ran over and she gave me a card. My Mom still has it...I am almost 50. Lol I often wonder how/where she is.

So this is sadly a bad experience. My art teacher in 7th-8th grade who we’ll call Mrs.P, she was the worst. One day she was checking over my project and I had one thing wrong with it and then instead telling me to fix that part, she told me to redo it from scratch and it was due the next day so I had to stay up all night to get it done. One time she was setting up notes and it was taking forever to set up so I started drawing and while she was still setting it up she walked over to me and said “ you can’t draw while we are doing notes” but she hadn’t even set up the notes yet. So she then told me to go throw it away, I had worked a week on that drawing so I didn’t want to. She then said “well I’ll just stay here until you do” and she glared and me for a while then I threw it away. This is the one that really hurt my self esteem and made me have a lot more depression than I used to. So when she was checking over your art she would mutter stuff like “oh this looks terrible” and I could hear her mutter that and so it really hurt a lot cause as a teacher kids look up to you and want approval form you but that just hurt a lot.

Mine was actually my reading tutor that I had from 1st grade through 6th grade. I had 'been a good reader' in Kindergarten but when i got to 1st grade 'something happened' according to my teacher and I was an 'awful and slow reader'. It would now be considered a processing problem and not 'just a reading problem' as it was named after taking a day full of tests. Enter Mrs. Vozanelik, a former teacher of my brother's that was now a full time reading tutor. Because of all of her hard work, I love reading. I may be slower, I may need to blow the words up on my iPad to read, but man, without her I would have given up on reading and not pushed through like I did. I still hear her in the back of my head when I start to lean while I'm reading - you don't go off the starting blocks like that - why are you trying to learn things like that. I loved her. She was the greatest and when I was being called stupid, in school, for my reading problems, she always gave me the courage to keep my head up. She gave me confidence, when I didn't have much to spare and it opened up a world to me that I could get lost in, when reading books. I will forever be grateful that she didn't give up on my potential. She was incredibly proud of the semester I got a 4.0 in college. I wish she was still here to see how far I've come in life, in part, thanks to her.

Ms. Brooks; my high school geography teacher in the backwoods Deep South. She hailed from South Africa and we bonded over the fact that we were both born overseas. (I was born in Yokohama, Japan). She stopped me as I waked out of her class for the last time before summer and told me, "Get out and see the world; this is no place for you."

100+ countries, all 7 continents, all 50 states later, I'd like to think she made a difference.

Post Script- I managed to locate her 30 years later and thanked her for her advice.

1st Grade Teacher: "What comes after 69?"
Me: "Mouthwash."
!st Grade Teacher: "Get out".

(I was never the same after that...)

In fifth grade I had a teacher called miss Patel and she was AMAZING
She encouraged me to write stories and to read a lot, which helped me become the person I am today. But that b*#$h corona had to ruin everything....

I've had a lot of great teachers. My third grade teacher was truly amazing. She had this thing where when everyone memorized our times tables, we did "Camping in the Classroom" where we watched a movie, sat in a tent, and ate food that she made. She also made sure that my friend and I had something to eat, as we are both vegetarian. My fifth grade teacher was also great. He made me love learning.
My fourth grade teacher really disliked me, and I'm not sure why. He didn't seem to like kids, and made it clear that his first choice of job was being in the Olympics, which he was then unable to do as he tore his hamstring. He was very grouchy, and everything I learned that year I learned by teaching myself, as he was not good at teaching. Honestly, if you were in fourth grade at my school, you were out of luck. Both teachers were mediocre at best. He also interrupted the lecture to send this kid to the teacher's lounge to get Ginger Ale for his daughter, and spent the next 20 minutes explaining why everyone should have Ginger Ale when they are sick. Also, my first grade teacher hated hugs, which is a bit strange for a teacher of small children that love to give hugs to their favorite teacher, but okay.

My eighth grade math teacher that said I could not care less and would never amount to anything

miss pearl -- sr english -- taught shakespeare exclusively -- a wrinkled old harpy -- a bully from whom all bulliess took their cue -- I, bullied at home by a drunkard father, bullied at school by her and other teachers putting in their time as well as peers drawn to the meek and the weak, cowed by this shrew, failed this class that especially in language and topic bore no relevance to my pathetic life -- didn't graduate -- had to take a summer english course comprising, thank goodness, nothing to do with shakespeare -- which course fulfilled my high school experience -- miss pearl -- hopefully burning in hell

When I was 18, I failed my exams to get into University and decided to repeat the entire year so that I could get the grades I needed. My Design & Tech teacher came to find me and told me how much he respected my choice and that he would do everything he could to get me through the year and get those grades. Throughout the year he mentored me and gave me the thumbs-up whenever he saw me. At the end of the year, I got my grades and went to University. He retired a couple of years ago and before he left, I took him a bottle of Single Malt Whiskey with a note attached which said: "I know you're sick of the sight of 12 year olds, but hopefully this bottle will be one you can appreciate in your retirement. Thank you for being the inspiration". 30+ years later and I have my own very successful business employing dozens of people and he is directly responsible. I am so grateful.

At 13, I was the youngest freshman in my high, my schedule had me in Crafts class 4th period,

The teacher thats had the most impact on my life is my current english teacher. He's so passionate for teaching that i could never see him do anything other than that. In the last weekend i got to watch him perform with his band and it blew me a way. He said after the concert that music and teaching are his passions. Its inspired me to start getting into music seriously again. Even more he's helped me mentally a lot. Before I came to my current school I had gone through some stuff.... like dropping out of my last school and having severe anxiety & panic attacks. After I wrote my english exam in december i had an attack. My teacher helped me through it and reminded me about when i first met him and how strong i've become. He met me when i was at my lowest and as seen to where i have grown so i'm so thankful for that. He's honestly the most amazing teacher i've ever had.

I had some great teachers in primary and high school, but for me the teacher with the biggest effect on me came in college. I was a computer major but it was my first semester so mostly I was taking the mandatory survey courses. I hated history up to that point, my high school history teacher stood in front of the class and read the chapter out loud and then we silently answered the questions at the end. So my first semester in college I get Dr. Lebreton and I have my book out and she comes in introduces herself and says we can put away the books, she said we can read them on our own if we want to but she is going to be talking about all the things that aren't in the book. The first lesson was on the Hamilton and Burr duel, a nuanced, deep dive look at all of it. I hung on her every word. We asked questions and got into all the great historical what if scenarios that are so much fun to think about. Dr. Lebreton taught me something I guess I should have already known but didn't, that history was made by real people with real personalities, flaws and desires. I didn't become a historian from this class but she did inspire in my a lifelong interest in learning about historical people and events and thinking about them in real ways. Thanks for that Dr. Lebreton, you made my life much more interesting.

My parents. I’m homeschooled :)

Definitely my 7th-grade teacher! She was so nice and always helped me when I was stuck on something! When I started to do bad in school, she let me have extra-credit She understood how kids felt like, and she'll always be the best teacher ever!

My parents (pre-2nd) and Mrs. Alvarado. She made everything so much more fun for class.