Happy Teacher Appreciation Week.
This week a few of my bloggie friends and I wanted to get together and celebrate teachers! Today we're sharing memories of our favorite teachers.
My favorite teacher was Mr. Davis, my 9th Grade English Teacher. He was a short little, balding man who spoke properly with a gentle tone and he called his students by their last names. I was Miss Rollins. He wasn't a basal teacher. In fact, I don't know if we ever opened a textbook in his classroom. We read a lot of articles, novels and plays. I remember reading Romeo and Juliet as a Reader's Theatre; I was Juliet. We did a lot of writing, I loved to write. In fact, we wrote a short story about our interpretation of life. Mine was titled Life is like a Book. Mr. Davis chose the top 3 from each of his classes and made a book. Mine was chosen. Mr. Davis liked it so much that he entered it into a student writing contest and I won!
|A pic of me in Middle School. I think this was either the end of 7th or 8th grade.|