I am a teacher too....
Oh, teachers are okay I guess. Back when I was in school I got to visit with some of the same ones for two or three years in a row. I remember old Ms. Bell (her boobies were right at her belt line) and keep in mind this was back in 1946 ... I think that was a teachers fashion back then ... anyhow, we were singing Columbia The Gem Of The Ocean and she threw her music book at me. She THREW the music book at me! Can you imagine?
Then there was Mrs. Squark the Art teacher. She let all the other kids use all kinds of fancy stuff to make things with and gave me crayons.
Then there was some guy, I can't remember his name, but he was the Math teacher. Now this guy expected me to add, subtract, multiply AND divide! Can you imagine? I could have probably done one of them and did real good, but four things ... well that was a little too much.
But it wasn't all bad. I was the only kid in Grade School with a permit to park my car and by ninth grade I was old enough to drink legally.
The strange part is that I ended up being a great success in the business world and I owe it all to my teachers. I LOVE them!
TT
