Teachers, the Good and the Bad From a Student's Perspective
School is supposed to be an institution where you learn good from bad and not to discriminate against others. I have had teachers that make me doubt that a little, deeply although there have been teachers that do exhibit the characteristics that a teacher should have. I would like to tell you about one of each, a good teacher and a bad teacher
My most dreaded teacher was Mrs. Roads. Mrs. Roads was my 11th grade English teacher and she disliked me from the first day I set foot in her room. I was not sure at the time why she never gave me a chance. I was a pretty good student; not ”A” but close, yet she looked at me as if I had a giant “F” on my forehead. Later in the year I found that she was counting me as not turning in my assignments and homework. I was so shocked by this that I stayed back one day and asked how this could be. She said that I had not handed them in and that I did not deserve credit because I was not the same as every one else. From that day on I realized what was going on she was stereo- typing me because I had been in special classes when younger. I had a friend in that class named Stacey and she thought that I was crazy. Then one day when I turned in an essay on “Tom Sawyer” and Stac
Mrs. Shaw was another kind of, teacher. She was my 12th grade English teacher. She liked all of her students and desperately wanted to see all of us pass. She tried so hard to assist everyone when needed and loved her job. Sometimes as a good way for us to study she would let us play games that she had made for us to use like “Who Said What” in the book. The questions varied in difficulty. She gave us hard but fair test. Then of course she only gave them when she thought that we were ready. I remember how she told every one in the class that if they did not pass the course that they would have to stay back with her and that scared several people to work harder. She was a very kind and generous woman. For Christmas she gave us each 3-candy canes and a copied page from the Canterbury Tales. Most of the students gave her a present after that but some only gave her back the candy canes and kept the page. That moved her so much that she started to cry. On the last day of class she gave all of us a little newsletter on college that she had created. One of the titles on the paper was “Things you never knew you needed for college”. Another, page was full of cartoons of students at college talking about things. She was the best that I can remember ever having and I would never give up the memor
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