tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post2675495440043156569..comments2024-03-10T04:29:20.044-04:00Comments on Mad Genius Club: Teachers who inspire us!Sarah A. Hoythttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17478124095732219352noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-21148890148679322762010-04-28T02:22:02.785-04:002010-04-28T02:22:02.785-04:00Sarah,
I admire anyone who can speak more than on...Sarah,<br /><br />I admire anyone who can speak more than one language. And to be able to write (tell a story in a book) in more than one language is amazing!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-73341778098946539432010-04-28T02:21:16.742-04:002010-04-28T02:21:16.742-04:00Frogdancer,
Let's hope they appreciate you!
...Frogdancer,<br /><br />Let's hope they appreciate you!<br /><br />I teach at Qantm College, so I share your paranoia!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-26114024856593835982010-04-28T01:00:38.004-04:002010-04-28T01:00:38.004-04:00Now I'm getting paranoid....
...I wonder what...Now I'm getting paranoid....<br /><br />...I wonder what my students say about ME!Frogdancerhttp://dancingwithfrogs.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-57455659656597685422010-04-28T00:02:38.390-04:002010-04-28T00:02:38.390-04:00Ah, Rowena AND Dave -- I top you both. My inabili...Ah, Rowena AND Dave -- I top you both. My inability to spell extends to SEVEN languages.Sarah A. Hoythttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17478124095732219352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-18064507247847497512010-04-27T21:32:34.694-04:002010-04-27T21:32:34.694-04:00Stephen, Dr JB Colton sounds like the ideal teache...Stephen, Dr JB Colton sounds like the ideal teacher!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-56746888402857098982010-04-27T21:31:24.431-04:002010-04-27T21:31:24.431-04:00Oh Kate, I do know how you felt.
Only I didn'...Oh Kate, I do know how you felt. <br /><br />Only I didn't have the sense to keep my mouth shut. When ever I saw something that didn't make sense to me I chased it down, and that included things the teachers said. So I really had a bad time in school. Not that I did it out of spite. I just wanted to know. Sigh.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-85932216205051765902010-04-27T21:28:43.941-04:002010-04-27T21:28:43.941-04:00Dave, I still can't spell either! LOL!Dave, I still can't spell either! LOL!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-73589118869114329212010-04-27T21:27:24.845-04:002010-04-27T21:27:24.845-04:00cedunkly,
Isn't it interesting that, as child...cedunkly,<br /><br />Isn't it interesting that, as children, we always remember the injustices?<br /><br />Being Australian I am always coming across the difference in spelling between the US and English, then if you have to throw in idiosyncratic Australian words, things get really confusing.<br /><br />I think we've done a couple of posts over the last year or two about this. It's an interesting topic.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-2829899369083541772010-04-27T21:26:10.149-04:002010-04-27T21:26:10.149-04:00Mr. Corbin.
He was this great huge hulking bald ...Mr. Corbin. <br /><br />He was this great huge hulking bald guy who was given all the bad kids and behavior problems. I think I cried when I found out I was assigned to his class.<br /><br />For the top group (three of us)the English, reading and writing curriculum for the entire year consisted of "Keep a list of everything you read. Turn in one book report a week." It was heaven. We three had a contest. I came in second with three hundred something books read for the year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-61718199073218493212010-04-27T21:24:45.810-04:002010-04-27T21:24:45.810-04:00Oh Chris, isn't it lucky you had one teacher w...Oh Chris, isn't it lucky you had one teacher who loved the craft of writing!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-61222710727101625552010-04-27T20:47:13.356-04:002010-04-27T20:47:13.356-04:00Dr. J. B. Colton.
I was a problem for the educati...Dr. J. B. Colton.<br /><br />I was a problem for the educational system. My mother finally found a solution, by jumping me forward a grade and scraping up the money (with the help of all the money from my summer jobs, plus a hefty scholarship from the alumni association, PLUS working for the school an hour a day) to get me into a quasi-military college-prep school in Albany for the last two years.<br /><br />Dr. Colton was head of the Humanities Department. Except that he described himself as a student who had agreedto share his scholarship with fellow travelers. Meaning us. He was seventy-plus, and had never stopped studying. He held at least four disparate doctoral degrees - I came to his room after school one day and found him talking to my Calculus II teacher, his chalkboard COVERED in hieroglyphics I barely recognized as mathematics beyond my ken. The calculus teacher, head of his own department, had come to the one person available who knew more math than he did to ask a question.<br /><br />J. B. callenged our minds, and challenged us. He didn't want answers from books, he wanted <i>thoughts</i>, reasoned out, explained, defended. His comparative religion class was an adventure. It's small wonder the first story I sold mixed Greek and Norse mythology ...Stephen Simmonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07522113936557314128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-64905162954524891262010-04-27T20:42:19.857-04:002010-04-27T20:42:19.857-04:00Oh, yeah, I should add... One English teacher I lo...Oh, yeah, I should add... One English teacher I loathed for good and sufficient reason proved a rather perverse inspiration. I can credit her with my little habit of writing people who irritate me into my stories and then indulging in character assassination followed by vicious redshirting. <br /><br />Any time a supercilious skinny blond with a false smile and too much lipstick dies in something I wrote, thank that teacher.Kate Paulkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02034983693134240754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-74655424672645320142010-04-27T20:39:23.828-04:002010-04-27T20:39:23.828-04:00I've had the good, the bad, and the utterly ho...I've had the good, the bad, and the utterly horrific (the latter being represented by the science/math teacher who was so bad one of his science classes had to have their grades adjusted because he hadn't taught them the required material. I was "lucky" - I managed to figure out enough of the math on my own to get a half-decent grade).<br /><br />The ones I remember... The English teacher with Parkinsons and a deft turn of phrase who had enough quiet confidence that a class of 35 highly intelligent teenage girls actually shut up and listened to him. The physics lecture with the Russian accent in my first year physics class, who finally explained relative motion in a way I understood. "This one is stupid. He doesn't know the other one is there."<br /><br />Most of them I was either the quiet one hiding in the horde who always got good grades - but occasionally scared crap out of them with a question or comment that left them wondering what the hell was going. A lot were scared of me - scared I'd correct them in front of the rest of the class.<br /><br />Of course, I'm a text-book example of why you shouldn't put an average teacher in front of a highly intelligent, creative child. The results are... not good. For the teacher or the child.Kate Paulkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02034983693134240754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-42543967425937464482010-04-27T19:09:47.602-04:002010-04-27T19:09:47.602-04:00:-)Now why did the picture immediately make me thi...:-)Now why did the picture immediately make me think of Snow White? I must have been most teacher's idea of the student from hell, so I can't really blame them too much for the way I loved (not) school (university on the other hand, I adored, and worked really hard). One teacher did, however, have a major effect on my life and career. In year 12 for approximately 2 minutes, I stopped bear-baiting my English teacher, and asked, seriously (or as seriously as I was capable of being) for help. "Sir, I want to be a writer."<br />Mr Morrell - "Freer, you can't spell, and no-one can make a living at it."<br /><br />And therein lies the tremendous responsibility and danger of the teaching profession: He was a teacher so I believed him. With the wisdom of hindsight he was not a bad man, just not very bright, and not used to the idea that this particular student, might, for once, not be trying to give him a hard time. His comment was unthought-through, and offhand. Forgotten in seconds. It had a major impact on my life and I remember it 33 years later - down to his facial expression. I suppose he was half right. I can't spell.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12315551718688781746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-23115352075464551512010-04-27T18:46:04.175-04:002010-04-27T18:46:04.175-04:00Most of my teachers are a blur. And for the ones ...Most of my teachers are a blur. And for the ones I do remember their names escape me.<br /><br />I did have one English teacher who was encouraging when it came to writing. He read a few things and was quite supportive.<br /><br />However, my most vivid memory goes back to junior high school English class. At the time I was reading, almost exclusively, British authors. As a result, in a paper for the class I spelled color as colour.<br /><br />The teacher marked it as an incorrectly spelled word and took points off. I took exception to this as it wasn't misspelled and informed her of this, pointing out that this was the spelling in England and predated how we spell it here in the US.<br /><br />Her reply was: "This is America and that's how we spell it in America so it's wrong."<br /><br />Funny that I can't remember her name, but will never forget that. One would think that an English teacher, of all teachers, would think just the opposite. She could have simply pointed out the difference without taking points away with a note to concentrate on American spelling.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-55031586794369776082010-04-27T18:21:44.523-04:002010-04-27T18:21:44.523-04:00I had one teacher who inspired me - Reg Allen. He ...I had one teacher who inspired me - Reg Allen. He lectured us all once on the structure of one of the books we were studying in class and that hour was like a revelation to me. <br /><br />As for the rest - well - its been a case of succeed despite them:)Chris McMahonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17883058490702361466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-49664816303278078502010-04-27T15:58:50.488-04:002010-04-27T15:58:50.488-04:00Warpcordova,
What an inspired idea, giving you St...Warpcordova,<br /><br />What an inspired idea, giving you Starship Troopers! Sorry to hear her fate.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-30586695377847280662010-04-27T15:57:23.250-04:002010-04-27T15:57:23.250-04:00Jonathan,
Do contact your teachers, it will mean...Jonathan, <br /><br />Do contact your teachers, it will mean so much to them.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-35546804650750976232010-04-27T15:56:27.670-04:002010-04-27T15:56:27.670-04:00Sarah,
Taking a topic like mercantilism and turni...Sarah,<br /><br />Taking a topic like mercantilism and turning it into a story was what I did all the time at school and was constantly in trouble for it. Sigh.<br /><br />I had an art teacher in years 11 and 12 who I admired. When my first trilogy came out I contacted the Education Department and got her address. I sent her a copy of my first book and she wrote back, saying she'd spent days by her mother's bedside in hospital, reading my book and it had swept her away from what was going on. So that was lovely.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-51961781184317529512010-04-27T15:53:40.838-04:002010-04-27T15:53:40.838-04:00C Kelsey,
It's interesting that the English t...C Kelsey,<br /><br />It's interesting that the English teacher you disliked most, taught you the most.Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-14102176474599678142010-04-27T15:52:33.203-04:002010-04-27T15:52:33.203-04:00Amanda,
Your first two teachers, inspiring!
LOL...Amanda,<br /><br />Your first two teachers, inspiring! <br /><br />LOL. C+ At least you know what a dangling modifier is!Rowena Cory Daniellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995983965583233914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-14775331406193175582010-04-27T15:13:07.739-04:002010-04-27T15:13:07.739-04:00Ms. Allison Sheedy, my freshman English teacher. S...Ms. Allison Sheedy, my freshman English teacher. She knew I was far behind everyone else in regards to English, and encouraged me to read something called "Starship Troopers", since she knew I liked the military. <br /><br />Tragically, she was killed in a car crash a few years after I graduated high school. She got me into reading and, much later, accidentally turned me into a writer.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-59008329592248684762010-04-27T09:51:30.246-04:002010-04-27T09:51:30.246-04:00I've had a few teachers who were able to rise ...I've had a few teachers who were able to rise above the medicrity semi-imposed upon them by Britain teach-to-the-exam curriculum, and how I love them for it. <br /><br />Two in particular stand out - they were both young women, both fresh out of student teaching, and were so filled with the talent for getting students to learn (somehow still intact after teacher training and the hazing regime of being a student teacher) that they were utter joys to be taught by. <br /><br />One was my Spanish teacher, the other History, and together managed to get my lazy carcass through GCSEs and A-Levels and off to uni; a fact I will be forever grateful to them for. I've made a point of keeping track of them - one day when I have Made It, I really want to go and thank them for helping get me there.<br /><br />Teachers are so formative, and so damn mistreated. Some, indeed, can be terrible. But those tend to be dismissed once you are free of the cloying, misery-inducing sight of them. The great ones stay with you.Jonathan D. Beerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14525346572076892536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-83949667603198787882010-04-27T09:19:41.432-04:002010-04-27T09:19:41.432-04:00Weirdly the teacher that inspired me most was my h...Weirdly the teacher that inspired me most was my history teacher in nineth grade. She gave us an essay on mercantilism, as a final -- and I wrote a short story with Richelieu, the king and the three musketeers. Which, mind you, in the argument, covered all the points she wanted to know about. She gave me a perfect grade and raved about it. (My Portuguese/writing teachers just gave me the same treatment yours gave you.) If I remembered her name, I'd send her a copy of the musketeer mysteries. Unfortunately, I can remember her face clearly but not her name. (Possibly due to the Portuguese habit of calling all highschool teachers "doctor" while addressing them.)Sarah A. Hoythttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17478124095732219352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940224740718934743.post-49735703800105962982010-04-27T09:12:25.772-04:002010-04-27T09:12:25.772-04:00College is where all my inspirational teachers res...College is where all my inspirational teachers reside. While I respected some of the teachers I had in grade school, most of them were The Enemy. That is, my home town managed to routinely produce uneducated wretches for teachers.<br /><br />I did have one Highschool English teacher. He was a rabid Irish Republican Army supporter (to the point that he would hang a large Irish flag in the back of the room and use IRA-punk rock lyrics as poetry). Decidedly weird. He had a degree in literature and was very proud of that fact. Oddly, he was not very well read for someone with a literature degree. Anyhow, we ended up talking about books at one point and got off track and into the topic of plays. Hamlet is one of my favorites of all time, and I said as much. He recommended reading Cerano deBergerac. Awesome play. <br /><br />Really long story short -- the english teacher I disliked the most also taught me the most. Funny how that works.C Kelseynoreply@blogger.com