Sure thing.
K - Fran and Evelyn
1 - Sandy
2 - Marilyn
3 - Mr. Aaseth (I moved between second and third grades, can you tell?)
4 - Mr. Aaseth again
5 - Mr. Furze
6 - Ms. Ahern
I don’t know how you could not remember.
I hate this thread.
I even went to my elementary school’s website to look up the staff. Who the hell are all these people? None of my teachers are there anymore. The only familiar names and faces are my brother’s second grade teacher, and my sister’s fourth grade teacher. I cannot remember for the life of me who my first and second grade teachers were. Well first grade, anyway. I’ve already concluded that second grade never happened.
Oh, you know we did. Crouch was Grouch and Bigham was, of course, Big Ham. Plus Funk was something, but I can’t remember what. And no, it wasn’t fuck. Heh. The only one who should’ve but slid was Castro. Wonder why we missed that opportunity?
I went to a really small school in a really small town so my parents knew the teachers, were friends with some of them, my mom (also a teacher) had taught some of them, etc. So that makes it easier for me to remember them since I continued to see them and/or hear about them from my parents after school.
K - Mrs. R. She was a great kindergarten teacher. Loved the kids and knew how to make learning fun.
1st - Miss R. She was strict, but I was a brown-nosing goody two-shoes so she liked me, and I liked her. She died a few years ago from some form of cancer.
2nd - Mrs. G. She was young, and didn’t know all that well what she was doing. Plus, she made my mom mad because she switched to whole language from phonics. (Mom was an English teacher so this was a Big Deal to her.)
3rd - Mrs. C. She was also young, and really wasn’t good at discipline. It generally consisted of sending the “bad” kid to the principal’s office with a “good” kid (often me) following them down the hall to make sure they got there. That made me feel really good. :rolleyes:
4th - Mrs. S. She was ok. I liked her well enough. She had a kid named Dakota (early in the Dakota trend) when I was in high school. Then a few years later her husband cheated on her and they got divorced. I told you it was a small town where everyone knew everyone. 
5th - My godparents knew her, and called her by her maiden name. So even though I never knew her when she wasn’t married, I’m only coming up with her maiden name now. And they called her DeeDee. So… all I can think of right now is DeeDee. Not really very respectful! Oh well.
6th - Miss S. She knew my great-grandparents and remembered when they had the general store in the town where she grew up. She was very off-beat and wacky, the kind of thing that keeps students awake and kind of off-kilter because you never knew what she was going to do next.
I could go on and list all of my high school teachers too. Because it was a small school, I had most of them for 4 years so that makes it easier. 
Kindergarten: Mrs. Misbeek. I think she was old even then, and she lived a good long time after that (I think she died when I was in high school). Very nice, sweet old lady.
First grade: Miss Needham. Very nice, rather butch. I think she was a lesbian; of course, nobody would say so back then. I liked her a lot, especially since I was already a dedicated tomboy by then. Short blonde hair, always wore pants.
Second grade: Mrs. Vogel. Standard middle-aged lady teacher. Nice but not very memorable. Tall, dark hair, glasses, old-lady hairdo.
Third grade: Mrs. Noren. Very strict, expected a lot of me. I liked her a lot because she challenged me. Middle aged, tall, thin, stylish, reddish-brown hair. Slightly mannish looking, very smart.
Fourth through sixth grade: Mr. Zefferi. I was in a HAP (High Academic Potential) class that combined 4th through 6th grade classes in one big room. I adored this guy. He was strict, kind of grumpy, smart as hell, and didn’t take any crap from students. When you got a compliment from him you knew you deserved it, and when you screwed up he let you know it. I learned a ton from him. Short, middle aged, balding, looked tough (I believe he had been in the military before taking up teaching in later life).
ETA: I was in grade school during the early to mid 70s.
Age 43, grade school in the '70s …
K: Mrs. Peterson - older lady (aren’t they all when you’re 5?) who I don’t remember much else about.
1st: Mrs. Hitt - I even remember her first name: Audine. Have never encountered that name since. She had straight, shoulder-length auburn hair.
2nd: Miss Ochs (pronouched “Oaks”) - The sweetest teacher I ever had. She was morbidly obese when I had her as a teacher. When my family was preparing to move to a new city after my junior year in high school, Miss Ochs was the one grade school teacher I went back to say goodbye to (and she remembered me!), and I remember being surprised to discover she had lost probably 300 pounds in the interim, and was now extremely petite.
3rd: Mrs./Miss (don’t remember which) Osier - Is that a Swedish name? Because she looked Swedish, with that long, perfectly straight, platinum blonde hair and tanned skin.
4th: Mrs. Geiger - I think the youngest teacher I had in grade school
5th: Mrs. Snitzler - Aaaaaaaaaagh! Hated that !@#$%. 42 different wigs, wore a different one every day. Instilled a great hatred of math into me. For some reason believed that at 10 years old we were now “adults” and were no longer allowed to go by names like “Bobby” or “Johnny” or “Billy”. My then-best-friend Corky became “Gordon”. Her preferred disciplinary technique was enforced peer pressure, i.e. making the entire class pay when one student irritated her. Not coincidentally, 5th grade was when I started getting bullied.
6th: Mrs. Benedict - The only other grade school teacher whose first name I remember: Mildred. Elderly, really should have retired at least a year before I entered the 6th grade. Disliked her as strongly as I disliked Mrs. Snitzler, but for different reasons. Looking back, I think she’d been a teacher for just a bit too long, and had lost her patience. I wished I was in Miss Brown’s 6th Grade class. Miss Brown was young and pretty and wore short skirts and go-go boots
I also remember my elementary school’s music teacher, Miss Peru. I credit Miss Peru for my lifelong love of the more complex kinds of music. She played Styx and Steely Dan for us.
The only teacher I ever had a crush on was my 7th & 8th Grade English teacher, Miss Buzzard. She was straight-out-of-college young, had long, straight, blond hair, and was very very pretty.
You’re going to see some repeats. It was a small school and they moved the teachers occasionally.
K - Mrs. Young
1 - Mrs. Dilly
2 - Mrs. Kearney
3 - Mrs. Young
4 - Mrs. Kearney
5/6 (combined class) - Rev. Killingstad (both years)
It was a Baptist elementary school. The Baptist part didn’t take.
1st–Mrs. Rankin. Our elementary school hadn’t been built yet, so this was in local church room. GIANT book of “Dick and Jane” (oh, and Spot the dog). Naps, which I hated. Didn’t sleep.
2nd–now in the new Mckinley Elementary School in Arlington VA. Mrs. Ripley. Cool lady, don’t remember much except girls.
3rd.–Mrs. Whitney. You had to learn your times tables thru 9x9 to get out of grade. My buddy and I learned thru 12x12. Math was always easy.
4th. Mrs. Sweet. My buddy, Dougie Broyles and I aced all the math, and wrote “Randolph the Bowlegged Cowboy.” I’m sure we invented it. He had lived in Ohio previously, and had a sack of buckeyes. We threw them at cars going past his house, then hid. She was old(probably about 35 or so. :eek:)
5th. Mrs. Asher. She was younger, hot, we made dioramas? and used paper mache. Had school store with fake money.
6th grade. Mr. Young, cool new teacher. He later became principal. We played softball at recess, I made an unassisted triple play. (Girls are slow runners). Math was still easy. First realized my fellow students hated me because they couldn’t do the math problems and I always raised my hand. It just came naturally.
Later, 7-12th grade, I turned into a lump of nothingness. Hormones. I blame hormones. Yeah. It was them hormones.
You cheated. :dubious:
I skipped kindergarten. First grade was Miss Kempson. Dark hair, don’t remember much else. Second grade was Miss Johnson. <shrug> Third was Miss Walker, who I HATED. We called her a witch. Fourth was Miss Pulford, who was an awesome sweet plump lady who everybody loved. She had a wooden toucan with a bill that opened, and all the homework reports (reports you got for undone homework) went in there. She’d lecture us about not overfeeding the toucan. Fifth grade we moved into town and I switched schools and I had Mr. Miller, who was one of the best teachers I’ve ever had. Just looked him up on Facebook a few weeks ago to tell him that.
ETA - by the way, that’s the Southern tradition of calling all school teachers (female) Miss. No idea if any of them were married or not.
Kindergarten: Miss Flory…old, obese, crabby…she would wear sleeveless dresses and would shake her finger at a student her arm flab would sway.
1st: Miss Lukins…when my brother had her five years later, she was Mrs. Otis. She had a Betty Rubble hair do and I remember her as being nice. She played the guitar for us.
2nd: Mrs. Lineberger I can picture her but, I don’t remember much about her. I remember, once she had a TV in the classroom so we could watch a show on PBS called Science Land. (this was in 1964 or 65). We asked her if we could watch other shows and she told us it was a special school TV and would only get the one show.
3rd: Miss Feehrmeyer…my favorite. We used to play games in class like Spelling Baseball or Heads Up Seven Up. She’d divide us up into teams called the Yackers and the Gabbers…She was so funny…but most of her jokes went over our heads.
4th Mrs. France…crabby…first person I knew with platinum blond hair. She had a baby that year and then we had Mrs. Evans. Mrs. Evans, got a full time job, and, many years later she was my lead teacher when I did my student teaching.
5th Mrs. Reynolds…She used to call the kids who didn’t do their work, ‘cabbage heads’. I wasn’t one of them.
6th Mr. Judson…his first year of teaching (1969-70) He later became Superintendant of Schools in that town.
K: Mrs Chaplain. She was ok.
1st: Mrs Arvin. About 100 years old and I have the pics to prove it.
2nd: Mrs Walsh. I no longer recall just what foot malformation she had or if she had CP or perhaps polio as a child, but she walked extremely pigeon toed and wore special built up shoes. She was nice.
3rd: Mrs Rial. She wore her black hair in a bun and weighed close to 400 pounds. She terrified me due to her size. If she caught you just mouthing the words to the national anthem, you had to sing it to the class acapella(sp?). I hated her.
4th: Mrs Worthington. Nice. Used odd expressions like “oh horsefeathers” or “oh, birdseed!”
5th: Mrs Schlay. Coolest teacher ever. She was British and started my love affair with UK (it helped that my ancestry is all WASP).
6th: Miss Masel: Excellent teacher. Nice lady. Born on Halloween.
Would you like me to give you my junior high teachers and HS ones as well? The ones I can’t recall are the college ones (and some of the jr high and HS ones–especially gym teachers). How does someone not know their teachers? You spent a great deal of time in school (one hopes). Color me confused.
K: Miss Cushman
- Miss Whitman
- Miss Giel: horrible woman who hated kids; nobody ever saw her smile
- Mr. LeGrand (who got drafted and sent to Korea); then Mr. Novak
- Miss Harter, who got married, and we had to call her by her new name, which I don’t remember
- Miss Blake (I think that was her name; hey, it was 54 years ago)
- Mrs. Kapitsky: the best; and she lived right next door to Euclid Beach Amusement Park
Yup. I had some absolutely fantastic, wonderful teachers.
1st: Mrs. Milburn
2nd: Mrs. Cody
3rd: Mrs. Robertson
4th: Mrs. Gorley, Mrs. Wager and Mrs. Robinson
5th: Mr. Lynn, Mrs. DeJarnett and Mrs. Robinson
6th: Mr. Doom, Mrs. DeJarnett and Mrs. Robinson
I had Mrs. DeJarnett for 5th and 6th because our class was so large we needed another teacher, so she just moved up to 6th grade with us. Mrs. Robinson was my reading teacher for 4-6: they did an experiment those three years where we were placed in classes based on our reading ability, not our age. Mrs. Robinson was the top of the pack.
Mr. Lynn was also my pastor. He had a penchant for practical jokes: he also shared his love for music and art. He was the person who inspired me to draw and learn guitar. Mrs. Milburn would come and get me when I was in 5th grade to come down and read to her 1st grade class. Mrs. Cody took me out shopping one time when I was in high school.
Oh, and by the way, I’m 45.
Let’s see …
Kindergarten - Mrs. C, who is now Mrs. Something Else, and I saw her last year sometime when I dropped by to say hi and introduce her to Panda 2.0
1st - Mrs. W. She’s on my Facebook.
2nd - Mrs. H, my favorite. I see her every time I go to church back home. I remember when both of her daughters were born.
3rd - Mrs. M, now Mrs. N, also on my Facebook.
4th - Mrs. M, who’s been through a couple of husbands since then
5th - Mrs. B, who’s married to some other guy now
6th - I had 3 teachers. Mrs. C from kindergarten, Mr S (ended up in prison, turns out he was a pedophile), and Mrs. P, who is also on my Facebook.
Gym teacher - when we had one (sometimes our actual teachers taught gym), there was Mrs. B and Miss W, who became Mrs. C, who is also on my Facebook.
I’m 32.
It’s been 52 years since the 6th grade:
1st: Miss Oemet
2nd: Miss Tilson, on whom I had a crush
3rd: Mrs. Berlin, who also taught my brother and sister 10 and 11 years earlier. She called me “Billy” (my brother’s name) the entire year.
4th: Mrs. Triber, a nasty old biddy who broke one kid’s finger when she slammed down the desk top. Today the bitch would be rightfully sued. She used to snatch me up for talking and tell me to leave school, go home, and tell my mother why I was home early. Joke’s on your wrinkled ass: my mother works and nobody is home. Score!
5th: Miss Wilson, on whom I had a crush
6th: Miss Engen, a total weirdo. She used to write cryptic notes on my report cards. My mother and sister went to the parent-teacher conference and came home muttering something about “that psycho”.
Do I win something?
I must have the absolute worst memory for names. Not only can I not remember a single name of a grade school teacher, I can not remember a single name of a middle school or high school teacher, and only one college professor. Besides the college professor, the only two names I can remember are high school coaches. I can picture some of them back to middle school, but no names.
I am 23 and graduated college two years ago.
1st Grade: Mrs. Rumpler–Told my parents: “Your son will never amount to anything.” Only Stephen King could articulate how evil she was to me.
2nd Grade: Mrs. Hacker–Nice teacher; complained to my parents that I would read rather than listen to her. Thought I was goofy, but kinda smart.
3rd Grade: Mrs. Dick–Told my parents, “The worse thing your son does is read when he should be listening to me.” She thought I was smart if goofy.
4th Grade: Mrs. Moreno–Screamed at me one day in class. I was reading. "Why can’t all of you be like user_hostile! I was mortified. But she was nice to me otherwise.
5th Grade: Mrs Ross–Screamed at everybody. We all noticed she was getting fat. Then she had a baby. Came back skinny. Nobody, and mine nobody, knew that she was pregnant. We felt pretty stupid. Yelled at all us when she got back. We understood then it was affection, not being mean.
6th Grade: Mr. McNeel-- I literally spent time from February through June doing nothing. Wondered if I was going to be held back a grade. That bit o’ slackness resulted in fights with my Dad about my grades until I vowed I would get straight A’s by my junior in high school. Which I did. And led to all sorts of other things…
1st: Mrs Earp, I think she was Wyatt’s mom. She was the 2nd grade teacher but there were too many first graders, so I got put in her class. Thought I got put in the ‘dumb’ class until years later.
2nd: Mrs Somebitch. She is the only one who’s name I don’t remember. Scratched her nails on the chalkboard to get the class’ attention. Saw her cry the day JFK was shot and I didn’t feel a thing for her.
3rd: Mrs Rogers.
4th: Mrs Rogers again. (she taught both years)
5th: Mr Fowler.
6th: Mr Ball
7th: Mr Sutfin
8th: Mrs Garner
I have seen more than 50 of your Earth years, and still remember it all clearly.
Ha!
Did not. I freely admit to having no idea what on Earth happened during first (except the bully I beat up) and second grade. I didn’t start interneting until after it drove me nuts that two years of my life had been intermittently blacked out.