Lynch. She was a tough devoted teacher with a heart of gold. She was a petite older lady with short grey hair. What I remember most about her was her colorful holiday sweaters. They would always distract me from my work because they were so colorful and outrageous. Mrs. Lynch pushed me to succeed everyday. I remember constantly getting frustrated when I couldn’t pronounce or spell a word correctly. Mrs. Lynch would make me repeat or rewrite the word until I got it right. She would always say, “Kamila, good job but let’s try it again and see if you could do it better this time.” I would always get so angry with her; I thought she was a mean old lady that wanted to make my life miserable. But in reality all she wanted was for me to succeed. She made sure that everything was flawless before we moved on to the next …show more content…
Lynch knew how to make class fun and was a great teacher, I didn’t like her very much in the beginning. I was always very shy as a little girl and she pushed me to speak English when I didn’t want to. I felt completely out of my comfort zone. Mrs. Lynch quickly realized that I was uncomfortable and she started bringing me treated to class. She knew I was a sucker for cookies. She would also ask me lots of questions about my life and what I did the day before or what I was going to do after school. I wasn’t sure if she asked those questions because she was nosy or if she wanted me to feel more at ease with her. I knew that she was trying her hardest for me to like her and it was working. We quickly became good friends. As the years past my English was becoming excellent, I surprised myself and my teachers at how good I was doing in