Mark, you have brought back memories of Hoover teachers, and I remember all those you listed.
Also: Miss Bell, Home Ec (I still am lousy at sewing from scratch, but can sew on a button, and a hem, and at least read a pattern right side up, but can cook decently. See Adventures Of A Sometime Housewife Who Can Cook When She Wants To.), and a very caring counselor. I encountered Miss Bell at City College one summer (I discussed this before, in--I think--the Teachers Fighting Teachers thread. Miss Bell did not ever fight anyone, but another teacher in their project had.), and she had become a science teacher, and had become Mrs. Mulligan if I remember correctly. I was amazed she remembered me. Mr. Severy, vocal music, also discussed. I remember him when Christmas music begins at the sort of end of the year (October, these days.), always with a smile. Mr. Jenkins (strings) and Mr. Pateno (band) were the other music teachers. I won't list the ones I didn't like--and/or who didn't like me.
I enjoyed junior high so much that I transferred to Lowell for ninth grade. My late sister commented that she and several other young women recalled how much they had hated Giannini. I replied that I had hated Hoover, and that there is a time during which most who are entering adolescence find those years miserable. Others have commented on their miseries also on previous discussions.
I mentioned Mr. Anino (and shoes) on Words To Live By. I still remember this advice as one of the best I ever received.
As I also mentioned, teachers pass on civilization's best qualities. One more time: Thanks to all of the above! And thanks, Mark, for reviving some very pleasant memories of those who passed on civilation's best qualities to us.
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