My mom actually taught fifth grade, so... I'm good with fifth graders. That's, like, my specialty.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I taught sixth grade for three and a half years.
I loved teaching. I used to teach fourth grade.
For a little while, my mom was a school teacher. And I went to the school that she taught.
From the time I was ten, I thought of myself as 'good with words,' thanks to a perceptive and supportive fifth grade teacher.
My kindergarten teacher encouraged me to learn, as did my school headmaster, who gave me a grant to study.
I teach well. I used to really like teaching a lot. I enjoyed it a lot and I was good at it.
As long as my sixth graders showed an average improvement of five years, the principal and district pretty much left me alone to create my own curriculum and teach whatever I wanted.
As a student I learned from wonderful teachers and ever since then I've thought everyone is a teacher.
I knew school was stupid since the fifth grade.
I feel like you learn how to do school in second grade through fifth grade. During those years, I was never home.