I had a favourite teacher at school, I was obsessed with his class. It was maths, and then advanced math subjects as well. I was very good at it and he told me so and he told the whole class. I realised that was why I liked him – I functioned very well on praise and responded by trying to excel even further.
However, my best friend was not good at maths. She was in the same class as me. He did not treat her well and he really seemed to have no time for people who didn’t pick up concepts as quickly as others. I remember a lesson when he was handing out tests and when he got to us, he gave me one but looked at my friend and said “should you even bother?”.
I felt awful on behalf of my friend and shortly after I started tutoring her after school. We worked really hard but we also had fun doing it and she passed her exams 😀
I learnt a lot from my teacher. I learnt a lot about maths, but I also learnt that different people learn in different ways and at different paces. I think it was then that I figured out what kind of teacher (and person) I wanted to be – a compassionate one.
x desleyjane
In response to The Daily Prompt: Teacher’s Pet.
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