Mrs Millar entered my life in 1986. I was a skinny 12 year old with a face full of freckles. She was my Year 8 teacher. It wasn’t my favourite year of school. I faced hormonal surges, erupting pimples, squabbles with friends, and the impending doom of college. Yet Mrs Millar made my school days bearable. She easily takes the cake for favourite teacher. She made such an impression on me, that I wanted to become a teacher just like her.
So what was it that Mrs Millar did almost 30 years ago to make her a teacher to remember? And do her attributes still have a place in classrooms today?