My junior year in high school I had a history teacher; let us just say she was different. This woman was loud and rude. She would yell for no reason at all. I guess she just liked the sound of her voice. Although she was loud and rude someday she would be so sweet. It was a little confusing. I guess you could call her bipolar. She would say how strict and mean she was, but she would give us the exact tests the day before. When we had subs we could put anything, literally anything, down for the answer and get credit. Her class was very easy, but it was not effective. Unless you took it upon yourself to learnt he subject matter, all you were doing was memorizing it the day before. In a week all of that information was gone. I am so glad I never had her as a teacher again.
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