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She had odd things like a talking stick. And that book on how to eat fried worms.
One day they woke her up so she could recite the alphabet...
One of my cool teachers bought me a 20-30 dollars transformer.
That must have been hard on a teacher's salary
I'm not sure, actually. It was the late 1980s. I recall she was overweight and mean. Once she was reading us a book about different kinds of jobs and careers. She got to one particular job, it was accounting or something, and she broke down into tears. She retreated into this little office-nook thing off to the side of the classroom and was just sobbing out of view. I heard her say between sobs, "I wish I was an accountant." (Or whatever the job was she was reading to us.) Us kids were just sitting there, confused.
I also remember that teacher once suddenly grabbed me by the arm and actually dragged me across the room into a chair in the corner. I had absolutely no idea what I had done to have triggered this response from her. I've always been a bit ADHD. I suspect I wasn't paying attention.
US public school, btw.
My 3rd grade teacher's husband had a sports store and they would raffle off all kinds of collectible stuff. Sometimes there were pretty valuable items. We would write the sports teams and they would autograph all our stuff. We would always have time every week to trade our collectibles and show them off. I thought it was pretty cool back then, now I don't care much for sports
The former wound up going back to college as well as writing a book. She interviewed some students, including myself, and the theme of the book was children who were abused or had seen some ♥♥♥♥. Meanwhile when she wound up teaching at the university she invited me to her class as a guest speaker.
I was in middle school at the time and I was so obsessed with ants that I spent an hour straight rambling about them. I think she might have not gotten tenure because of that.
The latter teacher meanwhile I remember being an absolute ♥♥♥♥. But apparently that might have just been because I was both a hellion and I made it a habit to fish food out of the trash because I was a stress eater. Also that one time I mooned the school at an assembly, that might also been part of it.
Bruh, I almost got expelled three times by third grade.
Same.
Honestly, mine might be alive still, but she'd be elderly. Maybe late 70s if I had to guess