My favorite teacher was Mrs. Armstrong at Jefferson Junior High School in Southwest D.C.. She taught English. I enjoyed her energy and her attitude. She was always so full of life and never seemed to have a bad day. It’s amazing how positive she was. Although we put her through a lot, she never showed it. She always had a smile on her face, even though she got tough with us.
At the time, I didn’t realize or value Mrs. Armstrong’s infectious personality. After all, she was my teacher. She got on my nerves at times. She made me work when I felt like doing absolutely nothing. But I always felt uplifted when leaving her class, unlike when I left math. She was a bright spot in my day and I am now grateful she taught me.
I appreciate all the lessons she taught me in English and in life. Now I fondly look back at how she handled our different attitudes and remained enthusiastic, supportive, and encouraging.
