My 11th %26amp; 12th grade English teacher, Mrs. Simmons, told me that I should look around. Based on the types of people who knew me and called me their friend, I should know that I was a pretty good person. I still judge myself by that criteria. I have awesome, wonderful, caring, giving friends so I must be a pretty good person.What was the best advice one of your Teachers ever gave you?
if you have sex you will get an std and die...............that was the dumbestWhat was the best advice one of your Teachers ever gave you?
Major in English. At least, it's great so far...we'll see how it goes once I've got the PhD and I'm looking for a job!
Would you like fries with that?
always try and never give up
if you have to ask for help learn from it don't just let someone do it
dont take any detours to the bathroom
If you fail to do your job, no one will care why.
put the gun down
She said to take reasonable risks because when thousands of elderly people were surveyed about their biggest regret in life 99% of them stated something they HAD NOT done and only 1% stated something they HAD done.
My sixth grade teacher taught me about selflessness and that was the best lesson I've been taught so far in life.
Don't eat yellow snow
''u should of study instead of applying make up all morning'' and i did....and i got an A =)
';Don't run for public office. You'd be assassinated.';
Courtesy of my poli-sci teacher
Just b4 summer vacation, my teacher had told us that a lot of people drown because they start screaming for help and more water gets in their body. Sure enough, that summer, while on vacation, I had fallen in a fast moving stream. What did I do? Started screaming for help. As I was swallowing a lot of water, her words came into my mind. So I shut the heck up and instead of fighting the current, I went down-stream while working my way across to the shore.
Her advice may have saved my life.
Wax on, Wax off.
Know everything about something, and something about everything. It was a quote, but I don't remember from whom at this point.
Her name was Mary Brobst, and she was a wonderful person.
See my other answer. But to expound on that, the best advice my favoite teacher gave me, not in so many words, was that any wall that surrounded me was of my own making.
If I could build it, I could take it down. And take it down I did.
I owe that woman more than I can ever express.
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