I’m pretty lucky in that I teach in an affluent district. I get a lot of great gifts throughout the year. I read in the local paper that most teachers don’t get a lot of gifts.
Over the past few years I’m more likely to get gift cards. They’re easy, convenient, and one size fits all.
I do enjoy the gifts. It’s a really nice thing. I love when a student picks something out they know I’ll specifically like.
Even so, you know what I absolutely go crazy for? A handwritten thank you note–even better if it comes during the summer or maybe a year or so later. One former student had the day off at his high school, and spent the entire day with <i>me</i>. Wow. My head was swollen for a week
I guess that doesn’t count as a gift, but it does count for what a gift symbolizes: appreciation.
There was a time when I asked for no gifts. I really do prefer no gifts. But the kids really, really, really love giving gifts. I learned early on to wear the t-shirt, drink from the mug, and write with the pens within a few days of receiving the gifts 
Gifts that go right in the trash? Home made food. Always. I know how often my students wash their hands. I know this may sound mean but I just can’t eat it. I don’t drink the coffee or eat the store-bought candy, either. I usually give those away. And even if I wanted, I couldn’t eat all the food. I’d be a blimp. But I always act like the food is the best gift I ever got.
Other gifts that I give away (for the record: I NEVER re-gift. My give-a-ways come with full disclosure): ties (I’ve never, ever worn one at school, why would they give me one?), t-shirts in any size less than large and/or with something offensive on them, anything of dubious taste and decor, odd music cds, knickknacks/bric-a-brac/tchatchkes.
I’m hesitant to post some of the over-the-top gifts I’ve gotten, so let’s say that every once in a while I get a totally awesome WOW gift 