I saw Coach Holiday at Walmart yesterday. My 8th grade Earth Science teacher. His class wasn’t all that great…nor difficult. Mostly it was do blue questions at the end of each chapter. Busy work as I remember it.
I thought about going up to him and introducing myself to him. But I decided not to. I’m not sure he would have remembered me or cared.
The thing I remember about his class was the 6 weeks we studied space. He draped his classroom in black garbage bags and hung planets from the ceiling. That was cool at the time. I could tell he worked a long time on it.
At the end of the semester, he’d tally up the grades and tell us what we’d have to make on the final exam to pass. Usually I’d have to make a 104 on the final exam (which I was exempt from anyways) in order to pass.