Yale Or Bust

I was reminiscing about some of my favorite teachers that I had in school, and one clearly sticks out of my mind. During my senior year of high school, all of my friends, including myself had a fabulous English teacher named Mrs. Wright. I am unable to describe her in words simply because there is no word in the English language that describes the fabulously that she exuded on a daily basis. I knew that AP English would be an enjoyable course once she told the class that she read the entire gossip girl series over the summer ( she must be in her fifties so this made me laugh). When talking amongst ourselves, me and a select number of friends would refer to her by her first name, Joan, just because the name sounded better. We did not refer to her as "Joan" because we were mocking her ( the name just fit with the entire persona) and we absolutely did not refer to her as Joan in front of her face. Sooner than we could ever imagine, everyone in both of the AP English classes would refer to her as Joan outside of the classroom :). Mrs. Wright still remains one of my favorite teachers simply because she always had a positive attitude. When I wrote for the high school news paper, for instance, one of the last articles that I wrote was about my big "college decision" and my apprehension about possibly attending OCC. Shortly after the paper was published, and shortly after I made the decision to go to OCC, I saw her walking in the hallway in between classes. She first told me that she really enjoyed my article and then asked what I had decided on. When I told her that I decided to remain home, she assured me that I did not make a wrong decision. She then said the line that I will never forget, "I mean, people go to OCC and then transfer to Yale."  At that moment in time, my apprehension about attending my community college dramatically decreased. Thank You Mrs Wright!

Samantha