The teacher that I was for decades and that I still am in a certain way wondered what was meant by the word education. I was truly dumbfounded at the very thought of dealing with such an essential and extensive subject.

I took Spanish in high school and I didn't do too well in it. My Spanish teacher told me not to go on with Spanish anymore so I was discouraged a little bit.

I watch too much cable I admit. Day after day it gets frustrating. Yesterday I watched as someone called legislation to prevent teacher layoffs a bailout - but I know that's not a view held by many nor were the views I was frustrated about.

I do home schooling. I went to regular school until fifth grade and then I started doing home schooling which it's completely different. I have a teacher on set with me and I just work with her one-on-one.

Once I accomplish one thing and I'm satisfied I try something else. I may be 50 and doing something totally outside of music and acting. Maybe I'll become a kindergarten teacher.

That is a secondary teacher conception - the writer as an observer.

When I was about 13 or 14 I had an English teacher who made a deal with me that I could get out of doing all of the year's regular work if I would write a short story a week and on Friday read it to the class.

My father was a schoolteacher and my mother came from a teacher's family.

I was born in Norway and when I was little I went to live in Detroit Michigan. My father was a professor of philosophy at Wayne University and my mother was also a teacher.

My major was Fine Arts and Education thinking I would become an Art Teacher. I couldn't visualize myself as an art teacher thinking how it wouldn't work.

My father also happened to be an intellectual as learned literate informed and curious as anyone I have known. Unobtrusively and casually he was my wise and gentle teacher.

As the daughter of a schoolteacher I feel very strongly that the most important thing in school takes place right there in that classroom and the interaction between the teacher and the child.

I reached a time in college when I didn't know what I wanted to do. At that time women's careers were essentially nursing secretarial and teaching. My mother advised me to get my teacher's certificate.

I didn't have a teacher like Sister Mary Ignatius.

A master can tell you what he expects of you. A teacher though awakens your own expectations.

I'm just not a natural teacher.

Jackson went from the professor's chair to the officer's saddle. He carried with him the very elements of character which made him odious as a teacher but I never saw him in an arbitrary mood.

I went to a college in New York called New Paltz. I studied theater there for four years. I also studied privately in NYC with a teacher named Robert X. Modica.

Quite honestly I never had a desire to be an actor. I tell people I did not choose acting acting chose me. I never grew up wanting to be an actor. I wanted to play football. In about 9th grade an English teacher told me I had a talent to act. He said I should audition for a performing arts high school so I did on a whim. I got accepted.

In the case of my book I don't think it's really the coming-out gay novel that everyone really needed even though it was received as such. The boy is too creepy he betrays his teacher the only adult man with whom he's enjoyed a sexual experience etc.

My mother was a teacher my father was a community organizer. I come from a working class background.

I think eventually I want to become a teacher like my father wanted to be and hopefully positively influence the next generation.

He was very commanding and you had to know what you were doing to work for Mr. Rogers. I learned how to ride very quickly with him as my riding teacher.

My mother was an English teacher who decided to become a math teacher and she used me as a guinea pig at home. My father had been a math teacher and then went to work at a steel mill because frankly he could make more money doing that.