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Thevy29 · 41-45, M
Mr McGowan (Macca) my home room teacher through grades 7, 8 and 9. Very tall, kinda wide around the middle. Huge Walrus moustache. He was quick to laugh and had a huge booming voice that could shake you to your very core. second only to the librarian. Which he used when we played up. So the whole school knew when you got told off.
Said he'd been teaching 17 years and he was going to retire at the end of year. He said that when I was in grade 7 and to my knowledge he still teaches.
If he got bored during class or he saw that we were, he'd take us outside to kick a ball.
The only teacher in school who was allowed to hit his students (The parents gave him written permission) with the 'beach bat' a reinforced Ping Pong paddle covered in graffiti, only on rare occasions when the kid deserved it. (The kid who copped the bat got to sign their name on it, kind of a weird badge of honor)
This muscle bound lout of kid was transferred into our class a few weeks into the school year. He tried to kick the teacher in the head but Macca caught his foot, lifted him bodily in the air and put the kid head first into the open bin. F#ckin Legend.
That kid got to use the teachers desk as his own for the rest of the year and never tried to kick another teacher. (He did kick the stuffing out of me, but we became good friend because of it but that's another story.)
He had a computer at the back of the class loaded with games. If we did really well in class we got a turn on it.
He was the only teacher to let us stay inside the classroom during recess and lunch.
If school wasn't your thing and you struggled too much, he'd find you an apprenticeship in something that was best suited for you.
The man is a living legend!
Said he'd been teaching 17 years and he was going to retire at the end of year. He said that when I was in grade 7 and to my knowledge he still teaches.
If he got bored during class or he saw that we were, he'd take us outside to kick a ball.
The only teacher in school who was allowed to hit his students (The parents gave him written permission) with the 'beach bat' a reinforced Ping Pong paddle covered in graffiti, only on rare occasions when the kid deserved it. (The kid who copped the bat got to sign their name on it, kind of a weird badge of honor)
This muscle bound lout of kid was transferred into our class a few weeks into the school year. He tried to kick the teacher in the head but Macca caught his foot, lifted him bodily in the air and put the kid head first into the open bin. F#ckin Legend.
That kid got to use the teachers desk as his own for the rest of the year and never tried to kick another teacher. (He did kick the stuffing out of me, but we became good friend because of it but that's another story.)
He had a computer at the back of the class loaded with games. If we did really well in class we got a turn on it.
He was the only teacher to let us stay inside the classroom during recess and lunch.
If school wasn't your thing and you struggled too much, he'd find you an apprenticeship in something that was best suited for you.
The man is a living legend!
Thevy29 · 41-45, M
@Thevy29 First time I met him I was in grade 6 and gotten my leg stuck in the playground equipment. He told a kid to go to Home Ec and get a towel and then go to Woodshop class and get a saw. "What's the towel for?" He said "The playground is too expensive to damage, it'll be easier for the Doc to reattach my leg." 😂





