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Mrs. Starr, Streams Elementary School

Mrs. Starr, Streams Elementary School

by TeacherLove on Monday Dec. 19th in Pennsylvania, Streams Elementary School, Upper St. Clair

Mrs. Starr was my second grade teacher and she introduced me to the idea that we could learn and experience freedom in her classroom. I felt so grown up as I got to stretch my decision-making skills that year. I remember her classroom as a flexible and creative space where I learned new skills, explored concepts, and formed lasting relationships. I never doubted that she cared about me, and I believed that my successes brought her joy.

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Anne Laue, Savannah Country Day School

Anne Laue, Savannah Country Day School

by TeacherLove on Friday Dec. 9th in Browse by State/City, Georgia, Savannah, Savannah Country Day School

I have always found joy in being with and helping young children. I have also had many wonderful and influential teachers during my elementary, primary, high school, and college years, and the first teacher to truly inspire me to become a teacher myself was my second grade teacher, Mrs. Laue.

Mrs. Laue was always excited to be at school. She taught us addition and subtraction using a real checkbook and introduced me to the fun, exciting world books can provide us.

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Mrs. Lemmel, Lake Wilderness Elementary

Mrs. Lemmel, Lake Wilderness Elementary

by TeacherLove on Monday Oct. 17th in Browse by State/City, Lake Wilderness Elementary, Maple Valley, Washington

I had the same teacher for second and third grade: Mrs. Lemmel. Although I never really planned to be a teacher until I was half way through my freshman year in college, I look back to those two years as my inspiration for all things elementary.

This teacher had it all. She made everything colorful and fun, she loved us. I don’t remember anything about her class that wasn’t dynamic or interactive. She wore colored tights under her shorts as was oh-so popular in the early nineties. She wrote our report cards in colored, rainbow-order Sharpie markers. We had a tree the size of Texas made out of butcher paper in our jungle classroom. I did the coolest project ever on Zaire, which was actually a country then, and the ocelot who no one even knows exists besides me. She let us do plays and hold boa constrictors. She had perfect handwriting and understood the value of cute fonts and learning words in Swahili.

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