Teachers
School was always decently entertaining while growing up. Some hated it, others found it fun. I was in the middle, most definitely.
I think, what made school decent for me, was that I had the knack of becoming friends with my teacher. Like, in 10th grade, I had an English
Teacher named Mr.Quark. He was a young teacher, pretty much fresh out of colleage. This was his first year of teaching, and he replaced a teacher that my
whole class dreaded, she had a bad reputation. He was awesome, he liked the same type of music I did, and we got along pretty fine. It payed off, many times
he’d let me slide on a homework assignment or two, and a good amount of the time, we would have a conversation in the middle of class, he was like my favorite
teacher. I also learned a lot, since he believe in discussion in his teaching. It seemed like my grammar and writing improved a lot. When I look back on it, it was those
type of teachers that made school enjoyable.