![]() In contrast, at the university level, I met a great deal of great teachers, but it was the personal interaction that I cherished most. The drought was most tangible in high school. Very few teachers had a tangible impact on my development. I had at least one great teacher of Polish literature, and I still could not stand her class. The bad news is that I would label most my teachers as highly boring, not as bad. on the emotional level? The good news is that none of my teachers was that bad. I was thinking hard who would deserve the title of the worst teacher in my whole 22 years of schooling (and 26 years of learning in public institutions)? Which teacher did actual damage, esp. I pray there will be no more Sister Helens in our schools.This text is part of: " I would never send my kids to school" by Piotr Wozniak (2017) Few teachers are bad My father would be proud to know his niece is a good teacher. I have a niece who is an elementary teacher and I am thankful that she is a conscientious teacher who cares about her charges and teaches to the best of her ability. I pray all my granddaughters’ teachers have the sense to teach. I suspect that there are teachers out there who use Sister Helen’s methods, and I hope that someone stand up to them as my father did. Our school was fortunate in that Sister Helen only stayed at the school for one year and no other students had to endure her teaching techniques. Luckily I was a motivated student and learned despite the shortcomings of my teacher, who was mainly concerned with keeping strict order in the class. We all basically taught ourselves the material we were to learn during sixth grade. I doubt if my older self talking to Sister Helen would have changed the why she conducted her class. Having students read text aloud, which is what she did in all subjects, is not teaching. But it was her duty to teach us our subjects, which she did not do. I believe that Sister Helen was just too lazy to teach or couldn’t teach. ![]() It means supplementing the text with information that the teacher provides. If I were to talk to her today, I would explain to her that teaching does not mean copying a textbook or reading it aloud. She was without a doubt the worst teacher I have ever had. But Sister Helen’s method of teaching was then to have us read the text aloud in class. He must have made headway because we stopped copying the textbook and soon the actual textbooks arrived. He made an appointment to discuss this folly with Sister Helen and find out why she couldn’t teach us geography instead of having us copy the textbook. Finally my father, who was also a teacher, had had enough of my complaints of hand cramps and wasted time. We wasted most of our day copying the textbook and then answering the questions for homework. So Sister Helen’s solution was to copy the book on the chalkboard and have us then copy the copy (are you still with me?) in our notebooks. ![]() Through some error, the geography books had not been ordered and there were very few of them. One of the worst things about Sister Helen’s class was geography. ![]() Her face always held a frown and there was definitely a reason she was called “Yellin’ Helen.” She was forever screaming at my class for something we had done wrong, which only seemed to push us to go on to more mischief. I don’t think I ever saw the woman smile. My least favorite teacher was my sixth grade teacher, Sister Helen, or “Yellin’ Helen” as she was known.
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