The One Teacher

In a lifetime you only get the chance to meet someone that is very special to you. From a school stand point you usually have that one teacher that holds that special place in your heart and you would do anything to not disappoint them. You even feel bad when you get a bad grade in their class because you think that they might think you did not put the effort into the work. I had one of those teachers when I was in fifth grade her name was Mrs. Janet Clem. While in fifth grade I was diagnosed with a kidney disease causing me to miss the entire year. But she tutored me all summer so I could pass summer school. She was always around in town telling me to not do certain things such as in a rival game against West Jessamine, which she was the cheerleading coach I gave the crowd the bird after hitting a three pointer while they chanted negative things at me. I ran for this if you wondered. But I went to her house the day after and she told me to stick out my hands and she proceeded smack them. Then she said don't you ever do that again. Mrs. Clem passed away my first year of college and it broke my heart. On the ride home after the last class I was thinking of Mrs. White and how much I felt the same way about her as I did about Mrs. Clem, because of the tough love and never wanting to disappoint her. So Mrs. White you now know what you really mean to me.