I liked all my schools and can't remember any particularly bad teachers (some were boring). At state primary school I played football with the boys in my class in the playground with those little round plastic balls with holes in them every lunch time, the teachers were nice though Ms May the dinner lady was a witch, work was pretty easy and I had a good time - I just ignored the few racist kids.
Private school - work was harder, had some great teachers - Latin, Maths, History, Politics. Even the male English teacher, who was having an affair with someone in my year in the sixth form, which is creepy, was a good teacher and gave me a greater appreciation for literature.
A memorable teacher is the P.E. and Maths teacher - must have been in her late 40s or early 50s - and in Year 7 she had me walk up down the corridor about 4 times , putting my feet straight as they were pigeon-toed - did me a massive favour as that was when I realised that if I started being conscious about it I could correct it. I feel like I learned a lot at school. I wish I had made more use of the opportunities I had been given, but I was young, lazy, lacking in confidence and afraid of failing, so played it cool and coasted a bit rather than tried as hard as I could/ should have.
