Teachers are a very integral part of ones life be it school, university, vocational learning etc. basically till teachers are there till one doesn't stop studying or learning something at a professional level therefore a large chunk of ones memories good or bad are devoted to teachers. Keeping in sync with that some of our lovely CC's have gone ahead and shared one or two of their fond memories with their teachers....
During 10th grade, we were learning heavily about the World Wars. For WWI, it was the regular read it and memorize it, but for WWII, our teacher decided to try something different. He assigned each of us a different character from WWII. Some were important people like Hitler, Churchill, etc. but others were "civilians" like a drummer, a soldier, a nurse, etc. It was quite funny because he didn't let us choose, but assigned us roles based on what he thought we could do best or have the most fun with. For example, we had a class clown who was assigned the role of drummer. There was one tall guy who was growing a moustache and our teacher told him to "shave it Hilter style". I was assigned the role of an army nurse because apparently I had the motherly feels to me. 
Anyways, we were all told to research for our roles and prepare as if we were going to do the full WWII in 3 hours. People dressed up, the kid actually shaved his moustache to make it like Hitler's, people found clothes and props, and we all showed up for class completely ready to go crazy with all our research and work. For the next 3 hours, we had absolute chaos in our classroom. There was yelling, frustrations, craziness, a few "deaths", a mad drummer, etc. because everyone got so involved in their roles. Hitler and Churchill actually had a face-to-face showdown (and the students were best friends). It was a great day and we learnt so much because not only did we do the research, but we got to enact the parts and become completely involved in our characters. To this day, that class and that day was my favourite because it was so funny and yet so memorable. So, today, on Teacher's Day, I want to thank that teacher of ours and here's hoping that he continues to teach current students in the same way.
I don't know if it I should share this as my memory 🙈 But here it is.
I was in 9th class when I wrote my first love story novel. My friends used to read and enjoy It. It was just like a serial, I would write few pages at home and give the notebook to them in the first hour of school. They would return it to me after reading. I don't know what had taken over me, I chose the most famous couple of the class as the lead couple if my story😅 When they read the first part they asked me to stop writing or change the names but next day both of them came to me and asked if I continued it 😄😄
One day I was called by my class teacher and he had my that notebook in his hand. My heartbeat stopped for a moment, I was all blank. He was my English teacher, and he had read everything written in it.
I felt so ashamed to be called because of writing a never ending love story at the age of 14, I just stood silently beside two of my friends who were reading it openly in his class and were caught.
He asked them to leave and I thought I was going to get a nice scold for taking real people as characters. But to my surprise, he told me that he would like to read the previous parts. That's when I realised, that was the 13th notebook of the story. There were 12 notebooks I had completed writing the same story. He asked me to just work on my tenses a little and I would be a very good author one day. He asked if those two know about this and when I said yes, he said then I can continue writing it 😆
When I published my first book, I visited him and gave him a copy asking for a review and suggestions. He seemed very happy about it.
There is another funny one when in class 6th, my maths teacher was correcting my notebook, we both were standing and I suddenly said, "Sirrrrr, main aapse lambi hoon!"
The whole class burst out laughing 😂😂
He just smiled awkwardly and continued his work 😅
I used to call him 'The Tiny Teacher' behind his back 🙈
I don't have much pleasant memories of my school. Like many people even I too used to hate school mostly because of my Hitler type teachers 
but there was one teacher who used to be my favorite. She was my 8th std. class teacher and used to teach us History. I don't remember her name. I think it was Libya. The only thing I remember was her name started with the letter L was the name of a country. She was strict but never over strict like other teachers. She used to scold and discipline the students but never mocked or humiliated them. I used to love her unique teaching style. First of all, she used to ask us to open our history text books and give us a page number and ask us to read quietly. Meanwhile she would jot down important points from that page on the blackboard. Then she would start explaining each and every point and the way she used to explain to us it was as if she was narrating us a story on the ancient times. The history period used to be so much fun and interesting only because of the way she used to teach us and make us understand the concepts. She used to be very calm and patient teacher. She was truly the best teacher of the school and my 8th std was so memorable and fun to me only due to her. Today, wherever she is, may God always bless her! She was the best example of a good and ideal teacher.
I was never close to teachers personally as I used to keep distance with them....some of them used to scare me. A huge part of my school days was defined by mental harrassment.
Yet, amidst this chaos, I want to salute Mr Abiassi. He was my Mathematics teacher during my first year of the high school. A basketball trainer during his free time, a tall figure walking with confidence in the corridors of the F building, he had that look who made students fear of him.
During class when we used to ask questions he used to reply:
- "I don't know anything about Mathematics"
- Sir, what do we have to revise?
- " Everything since kindergarten".
He knew I was bad at maths but never put me down. One day, during parents meeting, he smiled at my mother and said: "your daughter is trying her best, I can see how hardworking she is... just don't take her maths results into account, everyone has a field where they succeed, mine is maths by default but your daughter is something else".
I don't remember him as my teacher today but as a colleague with whom I had the privilege to work with as a send assistant.
He tragically passed away 4 years back in a car accident. He is deeply missed by many of his colleagues and former students. I do miss him when I go daily at work. He always had this ear to hear.
Unforgettable Mr Abiassi.
High school years are believed to be the best years in one's life and I do look back at my years in school as being extremely valuable and probably the best few years of my life. And I think that is down to the friends I made and the lessons I learnt both in the classroom and in the playground.
This thread is dedicated to teachers and I am sure every teacher will support me in saying that they have all encountered that one student during their teaching career, that was/is a pain and a popular topic of discussion during lunch breaks. And while that is true, I take great pleasure in bursting the bubble and saying the feeling is mutual. Every student will also have encountered that one teacher during their time in education that they just simply could not stand and hated to the core. And I was no exception...
She was a Biology teacher in my high school and I can't think of one student that actually liked her. She had this horrible attitude towards people and I say people because it wasn't just students she looked down upon but also co-teachers. I once overheard her call another teacher "daft" because the teacher in question misread her note and gave a completely different answer to her question. Anyway going back to her attitude towards students, she took an instant dislike in me due to my group of friends... we were the "naughty/bad" group of girls who didn't play by the rule book and that got on her nerves, she loved the "yes miss yes miss" type of teacher's pets which we most certainly weren't, so she literally picked on me at any and every given opportunity. i.e. she placed me on litter duty as a means of punishment for writing notes to a friend during her B-O-R-I-N-G lesson. So I naturally complained to my dad (yes I'm daddy's girl) who called up the school and sternly said "I don't pay that large amount of tuition fees for my daughter to come to your school to pick up your litter... if I wanted her to do that believe me she'd be doing that at no cost to me at her own home." Next day... I was advised I don't have to do litter duty if I didn't want to. LOL.
Deep down we all knew she knew she treated us badly because she admitted the only reason she didn't want her own daughter coming to the school was because she feared the students would take her revenge from her daughter. 
The minute she said that we all were tempted to say the girls you pick on are also someone's daughter and that mother like you would also be feeling upset seeing her child being subjected to unfair treatment. Alas, we didn't... but her story eventually came to an end when she left the school but sadly our year group was long gone by then.
I was always the quietest kid in the class, one who would rarely approach any teacher. However, I haven't forgotten all that my teachers have silently done for me in the meantime.
One of such kind souls was one of my old tuition teachers. She was strict, and I was terrified of her (I still am, a little bit ) and yet she taught with such indulging dedication towards each of her students. At that time, I was going through a really rough patch in my life. She, through her inimitable passion for her work, gave me something to look forward to when I didn't have much else going for me.
It is because of her that I grew up to love her subject, and today I can proudly say that I am on my way to making it mine too. 
I owe my entire career to that woman. So, with my life, thank you, Mrs. S! 
So what has been your most favourite or distinct memory with any of your teachers? may be a silent crush or may be a well known one or may be them just inspiring you to become who you are. Share below because we would love hear fun stories about your teachers...
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