7th grade English, Mr. Disbro. In his early 30's, let me write a book report on growing marijuana. I now know that he was smart enough to know the point was to get me to write. I got an A on it and my mom still has it.
9th grade Band, Mr. White. He knew I didn't want to be in band and after not having been in class for a couple of weeks he caught me in the hallway. After talking about why, he made a deal with me that if I stayed out of trouble, he'd give me straight C's. I really appreciated his compassion.
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