Did you have different teachers?
Throughout high school I had many different teachers. The ones that taught stuck out to me was the coach that was a teacher also, my math teacher, and my history teacher. The teacher we all loved the most was the “teacher” that was a coach. Just about anyone who has had a coach as a teacher knows how that goes. Even though he didn’t teach us much out the book, he helped us understand the concept of the book related to real life situations. He was brutally honest he would tell us how it is even if it hurt our feelings. Our coach believed we deserved to be treated like how adults are, considering we were about to become adults. Most of all he believed in tuff love and that only way you become stronger is to look to God through the storm. Next, is my math teacher. She was so kind to everyone, and you could talk to her about anything. She was so determined to see us pass that she would do anything to help us and never harm our grades. My graduating class saw her as the momma as a group. What we mean by that is the fact of she spoiled us like we were her own. She was the woman we talked to in the days we weren't in the greatest mood. That woman was our rock. Finally, was our history teacher. Now our history teacher was the toughest of the toughest. She wanted us to succeed but she believed it should be earned not given. While at the time we were all upset, we are so thankful to this day for how much she did for us. If our history teacher wasn’t so hard graduating and entering life would be ten times harder.
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