The teacher that inspired me to finally become a teacher was Mrs. Murray. She was my grade 8 homeroom and French teacher. There had been times when I was in earlier grades when it crossed my mind, but it wasn't until her class that I finally decided it was what I wanted to do. She was an amazing person, she got to know her students, and built a relationship with each student and got to know them. Once when a student got beat up and was away from school for a few days, she had us make him a big get well card and she personally delivered it to him. In that sense she reminds me a lot of myself because I can sometimes get emotionally involved.
She also baked us brownies every once in a while.
We started reading Harry Potter in her class, and ended up reading all 4 books (that was how many were written at the time). After reading she had a scavenger hunt for us to find/create different items and concepts from the book (such as Professor Quirrels turban, a wand, a cape). She made learning fun. She was my favorite teacher.
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