"Now, there are many teachers who definitely belong to the Hall of Tutors but there are few I have met who remain its leaders. Miss M.D. [sidenote: what?] Krystle Cook, my High School English Teacher is not only royalty, but she is the Queen of the Hall of Tutors. She has all the attributes of a great teacher, although it is not her wonderful classroom discussion or her thrilling assignments that make it so. The thing that makes Krystle Cook different from all the other teachers is her wonderful personality and her amazing ability to be a true friend. I remember 10th grade when I first met her; she was always so funny, ducking behind podiums and throwing markers at me when I misbehaved [sidenote: this is only partly true]. Now, in the 11th grade, only a few weeks ago Krystle reprimanded me for excluding my friends. I know she truly cares about me. She is a great example and I am really grateful to her for helping me become a better person."
Sigh. I am pretty sure that, in spite of the all too evident kissing-up aspect of the above paragraph, things like this make me happy to teach.