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I used to hate English but the first time I met her, I was convinced that I would despise it. How wrong was I? Mrs Crow was as dark as her name suggests. She was as creepy as a crow, that's for sure. She was as mysterious too.

She would walk into the class and stand on the table or she would go and sit under the table for a few minutes. It was very unsettling but exciting at the same time. She did not just teach a book, she brought the book to life so when she taught us Oliver Twist for the exam, we got to experience a live play.

Though the stories were dense and serious, I could not help myself from giggling and Mrs Kelsal would startle me mid-laughter and sternly say, "Miss Saleh! Is that laughter I hear? What part of Oliver being an orphan is funny to you?"

For this very reason, I will never forget Mrs Kelsal. She inspired me to become an English teacher.

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Meet Mrs. Crow, my ninth-grade teacher. Now, I wasn't a fan of English before, but when I first laid eyes on her, I thought I'd absolutely hate it. Oh boy, was I wrong!

Mrs. Crow, just like her name, had this mysterious, dark vibe about her. Picture a crow – that kind of creepy. She was like a riddle waiting to be solved. Sometimes, she'd walk into class and pull a stunt like standing on the table, or she'd casually sit under it for a few minutes. It was weird but strangely exciting.

She didn't just teach from a textbook; she brought the stories to life. When we studied Oliver Twist for our exam, she turned it into a live play. Can you imagine? Oliver Twist, the serious book, turning into a play with Mrs. Crow as the director.

Now, these stories were no joke, but somehow, I couldn't help giggling. Mrs. Kelsal, with her sharp eyes, would catch me mid-laughter and say, "Miss Saleh! Is that laughter I hear? What part of Oliver being an orphan is funny to you?"

Mrs. Crow left a mark on me, you know. She inspired me to dream of becoming an English teacher one day. Crazy, right?

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One day we met a teacher named Mr. Pradeep, he was the nicest teacher ever he was funny, kind and he cared a lot about his students. Every time he walks in class its like rainbows everywhere its funny when I say it like that but I promise its true all my friends agree with me. One day I wasn't feeling too well to be I honest I don't remember why I guess it was just one of those days, I think Mr. Pradeep noticed, I went to throw trash in the bin he took the chance and said "Aisha are you okay?" I was surprised because no one notices when I don't feel good even if I fake being okay, I replied back "yes I am fine," I said that with a smile on my face. After that he just became my favorite teacher even more, Mr. Pradeep was like a therapist even though I don't actually rant to him me and my friends talked to him a lot he made us laugh we loved his classes. we are sad that he doesn't teacher us English anymore but we still love our new English teacher she is such a vibe.

"we love her colorful scarfs by the way she slays them."

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Last year's 11th grade, i was having such a great shiny Mr, his name is Paradeep sharma, actually I don't think that he was teaching us because everyday we were talking to him what happened in our week or something like that, me and him were having such a great ship and he was giving me confidence and strength too, while the noise was loudly inside the classmate, and I can't forget about his words for me 'Ghalia!, Wherever I see you, My mood can be positively on', not only this, he was so careful about us as a students to him, thank you Mr.Paradeep.

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When I think about a memorable teacher I always remember my sixth grade English teacher, her name was Ms. Mariam . She was my favorite teacher of all times, all of my spelling skills and basic English knowledge was from her amazing teaching skills. She was kind to me so she was like a mother to me, her phenomenal way of speaking and dealing with us naughty little sixth graders was incredible.

There was one day I remember my mom was going to have a minor surgery so I was thinking about my mom and whether she was going to be okay or not, it wasn't even a big deal I was just young and worried, all of that overthinking led me to not participating in her class which I always do, so she noticed and gave me a worried look which made me aware of how far I was overthinking, the class ended, she called my name and said "Dana may I speak with you for a bit?" with a motherly look in her face. "Yes of course." I said in a shaking tone.

So we proceeded to go outside the class and she spoke with me and asked me, "why did you look sad today is there something going on?" Said Ms. Mariam with a soft voice. " No Ms. I was just thinking about my mom she is having a minor surgery today , I am sorry I was overthinking I did not realize I was so carried away." I said looking down & feeling a bit disappointed in myself. she continued to comfort me and I felt better after her talking with me.

I will never forget how much she cared about me and how kind a teacher can be.

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I had a teacher when I was in grade 5 maybe I was 11 years old i think, I had this teacher she was so nice to me , when I can't study or something I cannot do she always says " you can do it don't be scared ". in a very nice way, I tell her " thank you so much for help me ".

when she tells me that I feel so good, she was kind to all the student not just me and all the students like her as well , she was also so funny I love her jokes , when I am in bad mood and hear her jokes it makes me feel so much better , one more thing about her that all the student know about is how she smell so good .she always smells like flowers .

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On manday I spoce with miss Eliza, I said "you luck gorgeous today." she said "oh thank you " so after we go to the class together, miss Eliza said "why no body in the class?" I said "I don't no Let me check where are they." so I go to luck at them in the school and I didn't see them so a ran to miss Eliza I said "I luck at them everywhere but I did't fayned them" miss Eliza choked so she want to the president ofess wan she go there she so the girls there , ' spriiesssss ' theachar we want to spriessyou for your birthday. wow girl I was wore about you all and you all gat my choked and she said " thank you all for these." so we was so happy but there is so thing missing. oh now I forget the cake miss Eliza said' it's fayn " we slbrieet with out cake.

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Back in my Sophomore year of high school, I met a teacher who I thought I recognized by the time I saw him, but then he appeared to not be the person I referred to. Anyways, this teacher has helped me a lot with my decision making, and my mental health became so much better after talking to him when I had really bad days because of my classmates. I remember him telling me that " Haters will always hate" once. I am beyond grateful for him, and I really wish I could see him nowadays, just so I could celebrate his greatness with my friends because he definitely deserves to be happy and celebrated.

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Meet miss Stephanie, She was my second grade teacher and I till this way remember her fun personality and her sense of humor, She was honestly the funniest.Miss Stephanie was one of the teachers who meant a lot to me. She made an impact on my life so I’d never forget her and hopefully she never forgets me. I really admire her way of teaching, I used to pay attention to it a lot when I was younger. She connected with us and treated us like we were one of her own. She always treated us with love and kindness but when it came to teaching she was so strict about it . She was mostly our English and home room teacher . One of the things I remember she used to bring her traditional food which is from South Africa and would let us try it, She taught us a lot about her culture and we taught her about ours. I have so many teachers I think I could never forget but she’s the first one that came to mind. I hope I can tell her one day where I am and that I still remember her.

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When I was in second grade I had a teacher she was a math teacher she was kind but she would always not allow me to go to the restroom and at that time I had an issue in my kidney so I went home and I told my parents about her and how she would not let me go to the restroom my dad was angry so in the next day me and my dad went to school he told to tell him the name of the teacher I told him then went to the class so in the next class she had us everything was fine until the class was finish I was about to head out but she called my name I went back to her and she was laughing and told me that my dad talked to her and why I didn’t tell her so after that everything was going fine but in the second day she brought me an card that says I have an a permission to go to the restroom it was funny because how she did it in only one day that showed me how she was kind and respectful to me and to my parents.

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When I was in second-grade I had a teacher named Mrs. Alia, she was so strict to the point she wouldn't let us go to the bathroom. hey I was a child I needed to go to the bathroom I didn't know how to hold it in, one day I asked "teacher can I go to the bathroom please?"

she immediately without thinking said "no you will not go during my class,"

at first I was like okay I'll try holding it in, but at the middle of the class I asked again "Teacher pleases can I go" again she replied "no not now" oh and she was pissed like really pissed like an angry bird pissed, I argued back because I really needed to go so I said again "please I really need to go" and again same thing she said "no you will not go during my class". after the class ended I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could I literally could be casted for the next the flash. LOL do you get it ? okay never mind back to the story, I ran so fast but I didn't make it in time and I did it on my self. Hey I was a child okay no judging, but anyways I went to the bathroom my friends went and called my sister for help so she could clean me up and after they brought me new cloths and the nurse took me home because that was so embarrassing. so yeah I'll never forget that teacher after what she did to me.

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One day i met a teacher named . pradeep, and it was one of the most beautiful days. he was one of the nicest teacher and had a lot of fun with us. one day we celebrated my frinds birthday at school and he was there with us. we had a lot of fun with him and took a photo with him. we did not know that it would be his last memory with us. we were very sad. he gave us positive energy with his smile and cheerful energy . i hope to see him to think him for everything he did for us. i hope he is well .

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Thinking about it i actually liked most of my teachers but there was this one Arabic teacher that i would never forgot.She was so scary and weird to be honest no one liked her in my class.She would always talk about grown up stuff that people in my age wouldn't understand put in mind that we were only 8th graders.

There was this one time that i would never forgot.I was chewing gum in her class and she told me to throw it out but i didn't, before the class ended she came to my desk and told me to spit the gum in her hand so i did but i didn't want to. I spat it out and and put in her hand seconds later she stuck to my hair and she shouted at me saying "i told you to throw the gum away and you didn't you deserve this".After she left the class, i kept crying and i couldn't do anything about it i was so embarrassed that i didn't get up till one of my friends came and helped me out.I went home and told my mom about it .My mom being the way she is, she came to school and talked to the Arabic teacher about what happed and she made the teacher apologize to me but i really didn't forgive her till this day.This teacher hated me for no reason at all if anything happened in class it would always be my fault.She was so scary to the point if we were talking in class she would read Quran verses out loud for us to stop talking but the way she read it was not in a pleasant way at all.She always made me feel uncomfortable.

And whenever she would get mad at us she would show us a scar on her hand and tell us this scary the story about it and she used to repeat the story everyday. She was the reason why i hated Arabic.See teachers actually have a big impact on students so please be kind to them, you don't know what you can ruin in a student.But other than this Arabic weirdo i liked each and everyone of my teachers.

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When I think about a memorable teacher my mind goes to 2nd grade my arabic teacher mrs.amal she was sweet and funny, she always had candy to give out to those who answer her questions right it was kind of like bribery but it works anyway. one day I was crying in class I was so upset about something but mrs. Amal made me feel better. At the same school we had a big library it was always fun to go there and explore.although I hated going to school when I was younger I always looked forward to attending Arabic class.

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I used to hate biology but the first time i met her, I changed my outlook. Because of her I figured out that the teacher can make a student hate the subject simply because of her way of explaining it or her facial expressions, Ms Asma she’s chatty as a radio, she talks about anything came to her mind seriously ! She was as friendly.

She walk into the class with a big smile on her face, she start the class with a joke or any other way to make us laugh. The first time we studied, I was enjoying it, i was waiting for the next biology class. She was explaining in an interesting way, there was a lot of movement she can’t stay in one place, that’s for sure! But when she wants us to focus she will make us focused.

She balance between a serious and friendly personality, to me she seems Hard- working , I will never forget Ms Asma , she made me excited for biology, I never thought i will do that !

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I will talk about last year about the English teacher . His name is pradeep Sharma . he was one of the best teachers . even thougn I hated the subject from , I loved the subject from him we learned with him and had fun with him, and he treated us with the solution, and this is a good thing from him . at class time , we get rest and he dose not put pressure on us .

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when I think about a memorable teacher I always remember my 11the grade teacher, her name was Ms. Ragdha . she was my favourite teacher of all times, I love her class and I love chemistry because of her , I learned chemistry from her . I like her words and expressions , when I don’t understand I go to her and she helps me understand the lesson and that’s what I like , I don’t like to go to school on Friday . but one day the class schedule changed and the chemistry class was on Friday . I told her that she is my favourite teacher and will always be my favourite teacher .

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I used to love math until I met my math teacher last year. I had a math teacher last year in 11th grade.

She was super rude. No matter how hard we tried to study or solve a math problem, she would never motivate us.

She was the worst. Moreover, she would always blame us if anything bad happened to her.

I feel she had a mental problem because she wasn't acting okay at all.

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one day we met a teacher named, Fadila was the happiest teacher ever she was funny.

Joking and cared about all students is her class .

All the time walking in the class checking about what the students are doing she was like a bee in the class moving around.

I used teacher English but the time about her she was class and pull the table was weird but one day we met just teach life so when she strangely exciting

one day we met a teacher named, was the happiest teacher ever she was funny.

Joking and cared about all students is her class .

All the time walking in the class checking about what the students are doing she was like a bee in the class moving around.

I used teacher English but the time about her she was class and pull the table was weird but one day we met just teach life so when she strangely exciting.

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My teacher, Fazila is the kindest, most supportive, and most motivating teacher ever, and now I will leave school, holding my head high that you taught me, so a achieve his big dreams. I have met many teachers, but I have never seen a teacher as motivating as my teacher Fazila.

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When I first met Ms. Niven, who is an exceptional teacher, it was an experience that is out of the ordinary. From the very beginning of her classroom, it was filled with passion for the subjects she taught. This wasn't just about explaining information, it was a genuine commitment to bring love for learning in every student.

One of the best qualities was her approachability. Ms. Niven went a bit beyond being a teacher, she was a mentor always willing to listen, offer help, and provide a supportive presence. This approach created an environment where students felt not only comfortable but also encouraged to express their thoughts and ask questions.

The impact of such a dedicated and inspiring educator is something that I carry with me to this day.

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The reason that made me love Arabic classes was Miss Badriya Saif. She made the subject fun enough for everybody to enjoy it.

She was my Arabic teacher for two years straight. She would always come to school with a big smile on her face. Moreover, she gets happy for students who get high grades and gives them little gifts and a certificate of appreciation, my mum still has the certificate papers.

I remember hugging her with my friends when the terms come to an end. When suddenly after I finished fifth grade, my parents said that they found a better school and I couldn't say a proper goodbye to my favorite teacher at all and my friends.

A couple years passed by, in eighth grade, I met het by coincidence. She became a school admin for a short period of time. She recognized me and asked if I was doing well and had a sweet conversation, meeting her again and seeing she's doing great made me happy. Although I got a bit upset because she got reassigned in another school as a principal as I heard.

I hope she's doing good, and for many reasons, I'll always keep her as my favorite teacher ever.

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When I was in 7th grade I had a the sciences teacher was the kindest and most compassionate teacher I knew. She was not just a teacher. She was our sister before she became a teacher I loved the material thanks to her ،

When we feel bad we would go to her Because she makes us forget about it .

She made us participate in something related to sciences We signed up for it because we love spending time with her.

One day , my friends and I went on a school trip with the teacher Musheera , We went to the mall to walk and eat ,On the same day we made a surprise for teacher Musheera beacause she is the best teacher ، After everything was over, we went back to school , It was a very beautiful day .

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Biology,a subject that every student including me thought was inaccessible but who knew that over the years one person would change my whole opinion overnight.

Yes, mister Benjamin my 10th standard biology teacher,the one that showed us biology from his perspective. “ if you stick with something long enough, then it will eventually work out” he said, so one day I decided to follow and that I realized what he said was true and I couldn’t help but think could biology possibly be as smooth as butter or was it because mister Benjamin had it all inside his fist I don’t know but all I know now is that there can’t be a person that would deliver education as good as he did so “thank you” I said as I was leaving on the last day of senior year.

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Two years ago, there was a teacher named Raneem and she always hates me for any no reason, and a year ago in 2022, I wanted to talk to her to find out what I had done to her and why she hated me, and she even gave me low grades, and when I talked to her she did not want to give me an answer about what happened. What happened was that my mother spoke to her and she invented a scenario from her mind, and after she said this obscene talk, I spoke to my mother to change this school of mine and move to another school so that I could escape from it and feel psychologically comfortable.

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In the past , when I was grade one , my sport teacher was so lovely it help us to love do exercises she always love us and make us happy also never she be strong with us her name Dina. One day , I went to school I was crying she hug me " why are you cry shamma ? " teacher say.

" but only my sound of my crying is heard "

Than she let me set with her until I was fine . Then she started talking to me and I was crying because I did not like school, but this teacher made me go to school every day and I was happy.

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When I was in third grade, we met a beautiful teacher who had a beautiful respectful, We learned English from her, and I didnt know how to write or red in English.

One day I went to her and I told her, she took me to the side and she told me that when I had a free time come to teachers room and she would teach me and give homework one day we had a project and I ashamed to speak in front the student, there are some words I didnt say because i didnt know how to speak, they laughed at me.

Days passed while I was learning the English language and staying up for hours just for project, the next day I explained my project to the students and I was talking and I felt a beautiful feeling because thanks to the teacher I know how to speak and write in the English language.

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I used to love the biology class because the subject was easy and fun, but Miss Moza made me hate the subject and I felt bored with her subject because she was fanatical and did not motivate us or help us. She used to hate us for her class, but when they changed the teacher and brought in another teacher, and her name was a given Asma, and she loved the subject again, she made us love the subject again. The subject has become enjoyable and popular for everyone. The subject has also become easy, and the teacher also gives us positive energy when she explains to us and she is enthusiastic with us.

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I was on grade 8, our classmates were the nicest people ever, one day a teacher enters the class and gives us a test to test our knowledge in english.

If you do a great job on the exam you will be separated to another class and if you don’t you will also be separated from this class she said firmly

We all looked at each other because we didn’t want to be separated from each other

At the end every one was separated as she said but she was so rude when she asked any questions and she’s always moody and angry, that’s why I don’t like teachers who are bossy and rude.

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To be honest, I never liked any teacher at grade 11 but when I met Mr Pradeep he was the kindest person. he helped me so much with everything and he improved my English more and more. he was not just a mr to us he was like a friend. We hoped that he was with us right know and when I used to skip school or not only me also Mahra , Aisha and Fatmah he ask the student if we feel well and we miss him that's my memorable thing with my favorite mr.

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I'm going to be honest I hate English because of my 8th graed teacher, she did't like me at all I don't remember her name she did't just hate me she hated all of my firends and I don't know why, you're probably wondering why you think that like for example when ever i ask sometheing she rols her eyes at me, to the point that i didn't want to do any homework that she gives us she was so mean to everyone.

''why didin't you do your homework,'' she said

''I forgot miss I'm sorry, I will do it today,''I said '' you are so lazy and Irresponsible,''she said , and then I cried .

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There are many memorable teachers , but there is one teacher that made me fill that I can be an artist one day . Even tho i was jest tracing the photos but she made me think that I was the bast , she was a really lovely teacher she was like a mom to me . How aver that story didn’t last longer , because I’ve changed my school. A hole year had gone without her, it was fine but I missed her a lot. After few more years I so her and it was my happiness day that’s because my art work were displayed in the administration . I went to her and said “ hi miss how are you.”

“Hi Maryam I’m fine how about you,“ she answered will hugging me.

“I’m feeling great that’s because I have a great news to share it with you ,“ I side with excitement.

“ really what is it! “ she answered.

I took her hand and started to walk toward my paintings, she followed me and look at the paintings and she looked amazed.

Then we started to talk about the careers and she really was proud of me.

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last year , when I was in grade 11, there was a favorite teacher for everyone, and he was funny. I used to hate the English subject because I was bad at it .But this teacher made me love the subject because of him, I feel that the life got better, and that word were true, “Don’t let a toxic relationship effect you , focus on doing positive things.” His words were very kind, and comforting. and from here I began to realize that life is not stop , but continuous.

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I had an English teacher when I was in grade 8, maybe I was 12 years old. I think she was a nice teacher and so lovely since she always let me sit near her. She was very helpful to me and if I did not understand something, she would explain it again, and she would correct my mistakes. She was an extremely kind teacher, who made me love the English subject.

One day, the weather was very rainy, and the roof of the school canteen fell. The school was filled with water, so we were all sent home. Unfortunately, I had no way of getting home. On that day, my family was busy, and there was no one who could come to school and take me home. Then I went to her and said to her, “Teacher, is it possible to use your mobile phone to call my family?” She said, “Of course it is possible.” Then, I called my family, and I was so disappointed that no one answered.

Then I called my mother again and she answered. I told her, “Mom, today the school will send us home early since there's been an unexpected flood.” Then she said, “Oh, I’m not home though.” Then the teacher spoke to my mother and told her, “No problem, I will take her home.” Then I went with her to my house. We talked and had fun on the way, and she treated me like her friend.

That day was very enjoyable because I got to know her more and loved her more. I just want to say thank you, Miss Nevin, for everything, and you are the best teacher ❤️.

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When I was 5G, I had a teacher named Laila. She was cute and loved petting the cats at school. I was runing away from class and playing with her cats, not knowing they were her cats. She came and sat with me and played with the cats with me.

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I loves English my hall life but when I was in grade 11 we had a teacher who was so kind and supporting, whenever we felt under the weather he made sure to boost our confidence and to never give up. until this year when we heard the worst news that he donated his kidney to his father, this really showed us his unique personality even more to smile at the worst times.

'' never give up on your dreams ! '' he said when we told him that or grades are not the best.

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One day at home there was a test on Saturday, a distance exam in mathematics, and I was not able to take the test. I spoke with my math teacher and told her that the test did not open and that there was an error. The teacher tried to fix the problem so we could test, but she couldn't. After a few minutes, she was able to fix it, and we took the test.

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Wen i was in second grade there was a teacher called Fatima she teach science, I hated her so much and not just me the whole class did. because she was hitting us, and one day I was sitting in her class then she asked me a question about the class I didn’t know the answer, so she threw at me a pencil I was so scared to tell my mum so I never told my mum.

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I used to hate math but when I met teacher reham I started to love math more . She gives us positive energy in her class , she also explains mathematics in an easy way and always trying super hard ta make sure we all understand the lesson . and also gave us the confidence to do math she s an example of a good teacher who has helped students improve their math skills . math is not a subject Im strong in so I usually need a really good teacher in order for me to understand the lesson .

she taught me skills that I currently use and she made it easy to remember by turning math rules into chants .

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I have this one memorable moment with my math teacher in 7th grade on Haq Al Laila day, we celebrate Haq Al Laila a month before Ramadan and there  is a small activity that you can do like on this day we give each other’s candy bags, so the day before the celebration day the teacher said that we must gifted the other teachers (her friends) some candy bags to but I didn’t want to give them because they weren’t my teachers and it also was my first year on this school so I just wanted to gift my classmates.

On the day of the celebration when I arrived the school it was the assembly time so I said to myself that I would go on a different stair so she couldn’t see me but when I turned around to ran I saw her standing in front of me and when she saw me she was like “oh nice there is the candy bags “ and I was still shocked that she is standing in front of me so when she took some of the candy bags I told her “sorry teacher but I only brought candy bags for my classmates “ and then she got mad because why I didn’t bring them candy bags she said I told you to bring them why didn’t you? So I told her that “I don’t know these teachers that’s why I didn’t get them “ I don’t remember what she said after that but she still took the candies and I ended up not giving all my classmates candy bags and I felt sad about it and that’s why I don’t like her.

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I had the best teacher in the world he is  mr Pradeep ,why he is the best teacher? I will tell  you, one day there was a drawing competition

in the school it was about space i literally did my best to win first place in this competition, After a few days, it was time to announce the first place winner, i was so exited and nervous at the same time i don’t how to explain my feelings more but it was a weird emotion, i was standing to hear who is the first winner i expected to here my name but i didn’t it was a dark moment for me it was my first time I didn’t win the first place i literally did not believe what I heard I ask my friend with anger and sadness “who’s the winner again?”, my friend said “They're twins from ninth grade"  i said with anger again “how is that possible?! my painting was the best!” my friend said “They all voted more for the models than for the painting, so I think  that’s why they won” after her words i felt my moth tipped  i walked to my classroom and set in my place after minutes mr Pradeep entered the classroom then my friends told mr Pradeep about what happened earlier, he walked towards me and said “Hi Zainab how are you feeling?I heard about what happened earlier” i said “I’m fine” with sad face, mr Pradeep” I know that you tried really hard and expected to win first place, it’s okay sometimes to have the Second place” ,i said “ I know teacher but I worked hard and it’s hurt” , mr Pradeep said “ second place it’s not bad plus it’s not the last competition I believe you in the next competition you can win the first place  and i want you to know that I'm still proud of you” i said feeling some joy about what my teacher said “ thank you teacher you made my day i really was sad about this but now i believe I can win the next time in the first place!!”.

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When I was In Grade8 I was 12year, so I speak to My teacher And Told Her That I’m Really Scare If I draw And I Fealed !!

Then She Said:Shamsa Already You Did It see How You Drawed?It’s Wonderful Drawing!! So Don’t Scare.

So From That Day I’m Sure That I will Never Fall Down In Drawing.