As the school year comes to a close, 12 women tell us about the teachers who made a difference
It’s over 20 years since Mrs. Yaffa Adler was my biology teacher in Bais Yaakov of Toronto, but I’m still holding on to the yellow smiley super balls she gave me.
I was a staff kid, so even before I got to high school, I knew that Mrs. Adler was a beloved, loving teacher. But then I experienced it myself.
I wasn’t an easy student. I was loud. It was hard for me to sit, and I always needed to be heard. I was constantly popping up, interjecting comments that were relevant… or not.
One day, my disruptions were too much, and Mrs. Adler sent me out of class, in the most neutral, non-punishing way possible. I definitely deserved it, and both the class and I needed a break from each other. But it stung.
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