Teaching is a noble profession that I respect anyone walking down the lane so much and I will still insist on what I said few weeks ago that, "Teaching Is The Mother Of All Professions".
Regardless of that, some persons aren't just qualified enough to take up this profession while some are perfect match for it (match made in heaven)
Having encountered many teachers to get to the academic stage I am now, there are indeed teachers I would never have loved to depart from and there are teachers I would have never loved to cross path with (oh! But if I didn't cross path with them, I wouldn't have had something to write on so I guess it's all good anyway, hehehe)
Our first encounter with someone makes a great imprint as to how far we would relate with such person.
It says a lot about us.
We might not love the teacher at first for a particular subject but our love for a particular subject could make us gradually come to like the teacher since we enjoy what he or she teaches us
Humans are Social beings.
A teacher might not be the best at discharging his or her duties very well but will be very good with the way he relates with his or her students which will make us grade them well also.
Finally, we might give a teacher a nice grade when he doesn't even have a great personality but then is very good at discharging his duties. He makes sure that everyone understands what he is teaching before leaving the class.
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Oh! May God continue to bless Late Mr. Samuel Odo, a rare gem in the teaching profession.
I will be giving this my teacher a grade of 9.9/10 ( I am leaving the 0.1 to the popular saying that no one is perfect ) and these are my reasons;
Late Mr. Samuel was a teacher who was very passionate about his job and was very good at discharging them too.
He was my teacher in the said subjects when I was in my SSS2 class.
Mathematics not to talk of Further Mathematics are subjects that many dread not to meet and would comfortably run elsewhere provided he doesn't have to deal with these subjects but guess what?
Late Mr. Samuel made people join us rather than leaving
He made the said subjects easy and enjoyable that everybody could understand. He made use of as many examples as possible to drive his points home.
Whenever he comes back to class for the next topic, he will refresh our memory on the previous topic before going to the topic of the day.
He had the whole factors I listed above
He had his bad moments also but he handles them with love.
After flogging you for not submitting your assignment, he will say to you, "would you love your children not to do their assignments"? Or "Don't forget your dad paid for these assignments I gave you, would you prefer wasting his money rather than putting them to good use"?
These statements of his always has a way of making you feel miserable about not doing your assignments other than feeling bad for him flogging you which makes you struggle never to miss the deadline for submission again.
He was indeed a teacher made in heaven. I always greeted him passionately then and he will call my name (I did well in his subjects so he knew my name alongside the names of the best students in the subjects he taught), this gladdens my heart always.
Unfortunately death took him away from me even before I could say a proper thank you; May his soul forever rest in peace, Amen.
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Oh! My world, I would have preferred to be a Yoruba guy if I knew I would cross path with this man.
"Maazi Okonko" (Master Okonko Anthony), a vibrant young man in his late twenties as at 2012/2013 that we met in my JSSS2 class is a man I would give 2/10 if I am to grade him.
I would be giving him that rating because yes! He may be shitty with discharging his duties, his personality and the rest but he never for once missed his class throughout my encounter with him.
My first encounter with him was an awful one (I guess that was where the hatred started, hahaha).
It was just few minutes past breaktime and still noisy in the classes as usual.... In one corner of the class was I sitted with my friends gisting about what I can't remember for now when this man sighted us from the window.
We weren't observant enough to see him until he stormed our the class.
We had no business with him for the day so I was wondering why he came and next thing I heard was, "1, 2,3,4,5 and 6! Come out and lie down", he was pointing at me and my friends 馃槱.
I wished for the earth to swallow me but it didn't, hehehe.
Story cut short, he dealt with us and left.... I hated and feared him ever since then.
Coming to his job, he wasn't the best for teaching or let's say teaching the subject he thought.
His Igbo speaking was not even fluent and didn't care if you didn't understand anything.
He was so busy with copying his notes and won't even talk to us sometimes before exiting the class.
He was very poor at this job actually.
Nevertheless, I still thank every teacher I've ever encountered in my life as they knowingly and unknowingly impacted in my life... They made me the man I am now and I am ever grateful.
That is why I will always keep praying that the Government recognise their efforts and give them a raise commensurable to their services.
God Bless Every Teacher Out There!
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