So Who Was Your Favorite Teacher?
It amazes me the people I run into away from Quincy. I told this story to a friend and he related a story back that he too was recently out of town and ran into his all-time favorite teacher from years ago. We started talking about our favorite teachers.
My favorite was my Art teacher Mr. Mancini at Staley Junior High School in Rome, New York. I knew I had some artistic talent in my blood after watching my mother paint a variety of things on a canvass in our home, but it was Mr. Mancini who somehow managed to get me to exhibit it.
He had a way of letting me know how I could improve on my adequate talent. He never said “I could do better.” He just said I “should try doing it this way.” His class was fun and I looked forward to attending it every day.
It’s funny how one person can shape an attitude or even a life with just a few actions. Mr. Mancini did just that for me. No matter how old you are, everyone can remember their favorite teacher.
So who was your favorite teacher?