My French teacher is really nice. Like him, love the class, hate hate HATE the male students in the class.

Actually, most of my teachers that are in my grade are a mix of this and Stern Teacher. All of them are hated by my classmates, especially the other boys, but I love them. Then again, I am the only one who likes Vocaloid. Most haven't even heard of it.

So far, in her first two years of high school, this troper has had some very cool teachers.

9th grade English teacher: Our first assignment in the class was to find themes in {{Spirited Away}}. Being an anime fan, I immediatey began to like him. He showed us movies, gave us candy and stickers, and he kept three fish in the classroom. Sadly, this happened for one semester since myself and some other students in the class had to move to another English class because of an influx of new students.

Health teacher: I wasn't really expecting Health class to be really outstanding, but I was lucky to have such a cool teacher. We watched Health-related movies about every other day, we were allowed to listen to our iPods and eat food in the class, and I don't remember her punishing any of the students in my class. Sadly, she had to go on maternity leave halfway through the semester, but the teacher who subbed for her was just as cool.

Geometry teacher: She ended up being pretty cool, despite the fact Geometry was one of my least favorite/hardest subjects. One fine Friday morning, I came to class early to get help on something, and she gave me orange juice. She also told me and some other anime-loving students how she discovered that she has the same name as a Gundam robot.

10th Grade English teacher: In a class filled with constantly-misbehaving kids who talked about rap and Jersey Shore, my teacher was the saving grace. Like me, she hated Jersey Shore, thought {{Harry Potter}} was way better than Literature/{{Twilight}}, and she liked my iPod playlist upon discovering that I listen to Flogging Molly, Dropkick Murphys, and Social Distortion. We also shared the same disdain for the misbehaving students. Plus, when we were reading {{Lord of the Flies}}, we watched The Simpsons episode "Das Bus" and we compared it to LotF. Lucky for me, I may have her next year since she will be teaching 11th grade English.

Art Teacher: Where do I begin? She has helped me so much since she is the other teacher who heads the school's anime club and I am one of the executives. She gave up her room so anime club could have a Christmas Party, we played with Play-Doh on the first day of class, and an Moment of Awesome}} awesome/Moment of Heartwarming}} heartwarming ancedote that sticks out because it wasn't expected; It was a damp, cold, Monday, and we were expecting to do work. Instead, she gives us apple cider, tea, hot chocolate, and donuts and we watched {{Despicable Me}}, because she had to finish grades. Unfortunately, i'm not taking art next year, but I will most likely join the Art Club she runs.

Biology Teacher: Even though it was tied with Geometry as my hardest subject, my Biology teacher was cool and funny. She let my friend blow bubbles in class because it was a phospholipid bilayer, gave us lollipops from time to time, helped us learn about genetics with a Spongebob-themed worksheet, and she'd tell us intresting and funny stories in the middle of class that took fifteen to twenty minutes to tell. I hope she teaches chemistry next year.

My physics teacher in Middle School was awesome enough to get me 'really' intersted in physics by explaining 'everything' the students asked for. That's how I got the idea of magnets giving people superpowers.

This Troper has 6!!!!! history, science,maths,wood tech, English and Italian. fun bits of each: History: we watch almost too many movies English: see above Italian: see above + lots of comedy + eating stuff Science: lots of practicals Maths: switches between germane and English randomly Wood tech: very funny!!

When some students were starting to fall asleep in class, this troper's AP Physics teacher pulled a Nerf blaster from out of nowhere and started blasting them with Nerf balls.

This troper's Social Studies teacher did the exact same thing..... when he wasn't throwing a dodgeball at said sleeping students, that is.

Mine used softballs/Tennis Balls. Made all the funnier by the fact that he actually pitched Minor League Baseball for several years, and was being scouted for the majors before he suffered a permanent game breaking shoulder injury.

Almost ''all'' of my high-school English teachers.

This Troper's 10th grade History teacher played slide lute. Yes, that's like slide guitar, EXCEPT WITH A LUTE.

This troper is only in the 6th grade, but had 2-- a 4th grade teacher who, while not, by everyone's standards, "fun", had a very strong belief in knowledge and logic, and despite the standardization of the time brutally pushed her students to think outside the box and to think independantly. She also eliminated bias from her classroom. It was awesome what an effort she made, wich was not in vain. The second, a 5th grade teacher, was your complete "fun" teacher, who often made jokes, taught enthusiastically, designed hands-on activities and ultimately created a legend in the school-- parents would specifically write letters to the principle asking for their children to be in his class.

I had a World History teacher in 11th grade who put a picture of a {{Ninja}} on the cover of his review packets just because "they're awesome". He also told stories about how he used to drive to Philadelphia (I went to school on Long Island, New York) just to get a Philly Cheesesteak and how if his car were to end up on ''Pimp My Ride', they'd install an overhead projector in the back of it because he had such hardcore teacherness.

While we're on the subject, my geography/ICT teacher in secondary school was CrazyAwesome (as far as one would expect in RealLife, anyway) personified.

This troper's A-level physics teacher was very much this trope - I'll provide more details to the Troper Tales page if/when this gets launched. It suffices to say the following; 1) before teaching physics he was a shrimp fisherman and, separately, a condom packer; and 2) do NOT disrupt any physics exams, or he will make you pay ''hard''.

This troper had some awesome teachers, but one stood out in particular. He was a young guy who had been a grunge kid back in the 90's and came to us with awesome concert stories. He would discuss comics with us (well, me anyway) and he also had routine philosophy, political, and other such discussions in class. He was also impossibly random.

I've had a few:

A drama & debate teacher who took the class out to a chocolate factory as a field trip.

An algebra/physics teacher who referenced 'All Your Base' in one of his presentations. I later got him hooked on XKCD. He seriously considered giving the test from the 'Substitute' strip to his Algebra I and Geometry classes.

Most recently, a Japanese intern who will be assisting the school's Japanese course. Aside from being very enthusiastic and kind, she has an awesome sense of humour.

This troper's government teacher in high school was rather cool, and his methods of teaching made that class more bearable. On one occasion during one of his discussions he said something in a German accent, saluted, and shoved an empty desk halfway across the room; not only did it get everyone's attention, but it got us laughing. He died several years after I graduated, sadly.

This troper's 8th grade Algebra teacher would be considered this. He loves to joke around with everybody and had the funniest stories. He was very nice and refused to give us homework on a Friday. He even admitted that he didn't like school himself. He just got the job because he wanted to teach in a way that he was never taught when he went to school. We even played baseball in the classroom with a yardstick and paper ball the day before winter break.

This troper wants to become a teacher for the exact same reason and plans to be a CoolTeacher.

When this troper was in the fourth grade, she had a substitute teacher who spent the entire class period giving a lesson on Greco-Roman mythology instead of making the class do the boring, not-really-educational-at-all worksheets the usual teacher had asked him to pass out. Most of the rest of the class was scared of him--he wore black clothes and combat boots, and he had a ponytail--but she was just happy to be taught on her own level for once. She saw him two more times, once in the hallway at her gifted school and once in seventh-grade math (where he debated politics with the class) but she never learned his name, as he always forgot to write it on the board.

This Troper's 11 grade English teacher introduced us to transcendentalism by having us watch Easy Rider and TheGraduate, got the rest of the class interested in TheGreatGatsby by pointing out parallels between it and {{Scarface}}, while discussing a certain scene of TheCatcherInTheRye jokingly offered this Troper to get him a hooker, and had a Karaoke final(sing any song you want and get an A on a final required in every class).

This Troper's Chem teacher was pretty much her school's personal Chuck Norris. Everyone respected him, and with good reason: he was a fourth-degree black belt; he would randomly slam metresticks into tables to make a point; and his classes were fiendishly difficult. Needless to say, whenever the senior class pulls their yearly prank, his is the only room that's left unmolested. Cool guy.

This Troper's english teacher one summer beats any other he ever had in terms of sheer awesome: a former marine sniper who served in Kosovo, he absolutely radiated quiet fury; he was very soft spoken, and on the shorter side, but had arms as thick as steel girders; every year our school had a arm wrestling contest, and he'd always win. ''Easily''. He was incredibly smart, and a huge geek (next to the textbooks and gradebooks on his shelf, he kept his personal books, which this troper routinely ended up borrowing). There was one day in class where he started the day playing heavy metal, leading to this discussion with one of the punk-archetype people in the class: ->[Skater Punk]: What the hell kind of shit are you playing? This is terrible! ->[Teacher]: ''This'' is Firewind. If I wanted to play shit, I'd ask you to pull out your iPod.

My Higher English teacher was one of these. Her classes were both interesting and fun, we hardly did any actual writing in-class (except for the occasional timed essay), and to the extent of my knowledge the entire class passed with flying colours. She also got major points for totally averting the SciFiGhetto when it mattered.

This Troper's grade 7 and 8 math teacher was very awesome. At the start of grade 8, I asked if he had a copy of Nineteen Eighty-Four. He didn't, but acquired one for me the next day. He also had 3 computers at the back of the room with an arcade game emulator and massive set of ROMs. On worksheets, instead of having Class: or Date:, he had something ridiculous, like "Favorite Protein:" (Non-soluble) or "Color:" (Yes). Sometimes non-specific fields can be really fun.

This troper's Astronomy Honors teacher, Mr. Davis, is one of the most fun teachers at Lake Mary High School, if not THE most fun. He's a total geek, and dresses the part: dress shirts, glasses, cropped hair, and various bowties and neckties. He loves science, and especially loves astronomy as a hobby as well. He's always doing some kind of activity, such as taking a bunch of large telescopes sitting in his room down to the senior patio and letting us practice on unsuspecting tennis players or having 9 students grab a planet and place them all out in the upstairs hallway in a row a certain number of tiles from the sun to demonstrate the vast distances (poor Pluto; 280 floor tiles away). He's somewhat spastic and random in the classroom, and his overenthusiastic actions will often send papers, staplers, and markers clattering to the floor (which he promptly ignores). He holds astronomy sessions from 8:00-9:00 P.M. every few weeks for both his students as a lab grade and anyone else who wants to come (including pets!) out in the parking lot or sports fields. The last one his class did involved taking pictures of the moon with a jury-rigged camera set-up on his telescope, along with checking out massive close-ups with a telescope big enough to require a pickup for transport and looking at Jupiter and the Ring Nebula with a student and fellow enthusiast's telescope. In fact, he was commended in an Orlando Sentinel article for his teaching methods (http://www.orlandosentinel.com/multimedia/orl-scienceteacherwmv122105,0,4634921.wmvfile), and in 2003, he was interviewed for an article on teachers who wanted to join NASA's planned "educator-astronaut" corps.

This troper is utterly convinced that her school is a hotspot for Cool Teachers. So far, notable examples include an English teacher who gave her gameplay tips for Super Paper Mario and had the class make advertisement videos as part of the persuasion unit, a world history teacher who played National Treasure whenever he had nothing planned ahead of time(and explicitly told us that thinking about actual history when watching said movie was impossible without ruining it, so that was basically freetime), a Current Events teacher who proudly displays Marvel Comics bobbleheads on his desk and always has his computer hooked up to the projector so we can clearly see his Optimus Prime desktop wallpaper, an Arts and Humanities teacher who could always keep the class entertained in various ways, and a Theatre Arts/Film and Art teacher who quite honestly cannot be explained by mere words(she is someone that must be met firsthand). Sadly, the English teacher has since moved to become a principal at another school. I was bummed when I found out he was no longer teaching there.

This troper has two. One also happens to be the principal, is a Latin scholar, is running the school on donations, and can walk on his hands at sixty-five. He's kinda like a walking {{Crowning Moment of Awesome}}. The other wears a fedora that he lets us wear, and has a carnation in his lapel. We always end up segue-ing into completely random topics, and brought ice cream to class once when we asked him.

My U.S. History teacher in summer school was this. He understood my references to Rocky Horror and Repo! The Genetic Opera, let my friend hang out in the class since she wasn't able to go home right after her first class, made jokes all the time, told us stories about his time as a hippie, and called me and my friend 'liberal socialist hippies' as a term of endearment.

My U.S. History Teacher was cool in several ways: (1. He started the year off shortly before the Civil War, completely skipping the stuff we all had been learning about for years. (2. He gave out candy if you answered one of his questions right. (3. He cursed more than most teachers (but much less than most of the students). Plus, any teacher who will use a recording of Country Joe and the Fish's famous performance at Woodstock ("Give me a F! Give me a U! Give me a C! Give me a K! What's that spell?" Followed by 500,000 people answering that question at the same time.) as part of his Vietnam section is alright with me.

This troper had a killer history teacher. His lessons are pretty strict (use the reading to take detailed notes that YOU CAN READ) but he makes sure that we learn from it in ways that he can insure that we understand it. What makes him cool is the fact that he isn't your average teacher. He is a very Republican teacher in a Democratic city so he stands out and in the class, only a few students share his views. But those that share his views a re a lot closer to him because he relates more to them. That and he plays Left 4 Dead.

This troper has had several of these in freshman and her current sophomore year: - French teacher for both years(who makes all these comments about being old but seems to relate with teenagers in some way) - AP European History teacher (This troper's favorite quote so far is, "and when Thomas Jefferson was young, he was a little hottie!") - Both English teachers who could be foils to each other but are still pretty awesome - Drama teacher (let's face it, all Drama teachers are amazing) - Chemistry teacher who plays Halo (though this troper hates Chemistry and her classmates, the teacher is still pretty great) -This male troper once handed in an essay (worth 15% of the final mark) at the end of his senior year in high school. He began it with This quote. He got a 90% on it. Now, there were other factors to this, this is the same teacher that taught this male troper to love Hamlet, but if that doesn't qualify for cool teacher I don't know what does.

In my Junior year I had a really awesome teacher for a Web Design class with an awesome taste in movies. Once near the end of the year the computers stopped working and he had us watch UHF and Live Free or Die Hard.

In my senior year of high school, This troper had a really great teacher for AP English Literature & Composition. When we had to read three books during the summer, he invited us to his house to each discuss each one of them and was exceptionally nice to us. In the fall, before the weather became too cold, sometimes, we would have class outside. Later on in the year, he brought in a coffee machine ''just for our class'' to use on Fridays. In fact, having someone great like that to teach me about literature is why I'm an English major now.

My math teacher was pretty much my hero. He was smart, funny, and the best teacher I ever had. I wanna be just like him when I grow up :)

This troper had the coolest teacher ever last year, who is coincidentally rather... eccentric. He wanders the halls at random wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses, eating ice cream. In the middle of class, he will often interrupt himself to start rambling about Communists, screaming and waving his arms and just ranting in general about anything that comes to mind (ballroom dancing, dogs, baseball, staplers...). On the walls, he has about three index cards with wasps glued to them. They are trophy wasps. Whenever he kills a bug in the classroom, he does that, and hangs them up. In the classroom is a cow fetus preserved in formaldehyde, a bee preserved in alcohol in a tupperware container, and "petrified polly-o", which is a cheese stick from 1999. This teacher also has quite an obsession with high-quality paper. Oh, and by the way, he's in a rock band.

This Troper's current Geography teacher is pretty cool. Also, her current Maths teacher is, apparently, a Nightwish fan, which is also her favourite band, and are not popular in her country (UK).

My film teacher senior year, first day of school: "I don't care what it's about, how long it is, how much cursing/T&A you think you need to pack in it, or how many places you need to break into to film it; I want some kind of final project on my desk on the last day of school. Have fun."

Mr. Simpson, 7th grade English. Where to begin? Sitting in the dark and listening to old broadcasts of The Shadow on Friday the 13th and Halloween? Or the fact that he came dressed in fully historical-accurate pirate garb on Halloween (and during our reading of Treasure Island- and stayed in character the entire time)? Or maybe bringing an actual wooden practice katana during our reading of "A Samurai's Tale." Even more badass was his tendency to WHAM that sucker down on a nearby desk if we got too loud. This guy also had connections to Wizards of the Coast and Marvel so comic books and card games were always in abundance there. Hell, we even did a unit on them! Then got to create our own! We read The Hobbit and planned to see the then newly-released Two Towers as a field trip. School Board says no, so what does this magnificient bastard do? Rents The Hobbit and Fellowship for us. I still consider this man the greatest teacher I've ever, and will ever have. I still keep in contact with him. And I must say, were it not for his showing me of the trailer for (then unreleased) Pirates of the Caribbean, I might never have been interested in it and never discovered my all-time favorite movie. This troper's European History teacher would show clips from movies that were related to the topic we were covering,would use comic book and video game references in our notes, and one project was for the entire class to get on a social network site (think facebook) only we were all figures from the Middle Ages, Renaissance, etc... This troper started liking to learn history in school again.

I went to secondary school in Sweden in the 1970s. Our German teacher was a Swiss man born in the 1920s. During one lesson he told us in German how he as a kid had seen AdolfHitler during an event in Nuremberg in the 1930s. That story kept us captivated for quite some time.

In "Math Sup Math Spé" (special preparation classes for really, REALLY hard examinations, robing you of your life for two years) our teachers were pretty much a cool team. Physics? A huge man, stern and cold, who could make a whole SCHOOL shut up so we could take our test in a calm athmosphere) English? A awfully funny lady who passed chocolate to the class during every test. Engineering? A 25 year old guy who build boats for fun in his spare time(and sailed around the world in one of them too), always tired and who seemed to know each student personaly, going as far as to throw obscure references to our love life in his tests. And please, don't get me started on math... That guy was one helle of a crazy awesome cool teacher. He was so frightening that a meme sprang up around him, going as far as to throw a chair at the blackboard when a student made a stupid mistake, but was a really cool guy outside class, buying champagne to his students and hanging out with them when he met them outside. He even knocked out a guy while protecting a girl in our class who had family problems. Needless to say, our class became a family in all but name, and five years afterwards, we still all hang out together when we can, students and teachers.

I had a brilliant art teacher in secondary school. She routinely took her pupils out on "educational trips" to places like cafes, and often trusted us to draw/paint whatever inspired us, rather than having to work on a set subject. I learned a lot from her, including the best methods of shading, and why The White Stripes are a brilliant band (and despite her being lenient, she was still an excellent teacher, and I got an A in my art GCSE thanks to her).

@/{{Miso}} has stated plenty of times before that her guitar teacher is a very, very, very cool guy despite fancying himself as a drill sergeant. The teacher is so cool, Miso actually bought him a Christmas present.

I thought that my teacher was a pretty cool guy, he was nice, pretty fun, and good at sports, which he would often challenge students to. This was a nice change from having teachers that fit the MisplacedKindergartenTeacher and Sadist Teacher tropes, as well as having teachers that were just plain stupid. However, all of his coolness was pissed away with one wall banger moment, when he asked me to identify some kids who had mocked me, and when I told him that I mistook an innocent kid as one of the guilty students from a distance, ''didn't believe me.''

This troper's math teacher is impossibly awesome. He regularly gives us long speeches on philosophy, and then somehow connects it back to why math is the most important skill ever. He also once conducted a short CrowdSong during class. Steve, you rock.

This troper had a Sunday School teacher who was absolutely fantastic. He is almost entirely the trope in itself - hilarious to the bone, always had answers to every question and quip, and helps us whenever we need it. Years later, when this troper had finally graduated Sunday School to become his colleague, said teacher confessed that at one point during his life, there was this Cool Teacher in his Sunday School that inspired him to carry on the baton. Theo, you can be sure I'll keep it running.

This troper's high school English/Shakespeare teacher. He had pearl jam posters on his wall and was in rather close to the students age wise so he certainly knew how to connect to the students. He had us write a free verse poem that HAD to contain this huge list of words (like zompires, schadenfreude, french toast etc) or do our journal entries of Would you Rather ___ or ___ and why. Then give us his answers to it.

In Shakespeare we watched the Reduced Shakespeare company a few times and he gave out extra points for certain students who managed to logically tie in the strange non-sequitor acid sequences that would appear in various movie incarnations (like this weird robot-style dancing techno knight from Hamlet). Or he would provide horrendous wigs to wear for certain characters when we did readings (if he played a girl he would fold his shirt over itself forming those hillbilly girl mid-drift shirts and talk in his most grating falsetto) and encouraged generally silly behavior when doing the readings to ease awkwardness.

Also he had this ridiculously large sombrero he'd bring out for people to pull the number order to go up in. And on a students birthday they got to wear the giant sombrero. Or he would refer to certain people solely by some nickname garnered by the student in class (like one boy always had this shirt he wore with crowns and stuff on it so he was always called King [name]). And sometimes go into non-sequitor rants about the school building which really made no sense at all. Like, complaining about the lunchbox sized window in one wall that really has no purpose because ''it looked out to the brick wall of the next hall.''

This Troper had two, both in High-school, as well as a Cool Principal in elementary. In order:

Mr. Wall taught high-school physics and algebra, but often segued into psychology, philosophy, literature, and how incredibly adorable his one-year-old baby boy was. Classes regularly ended about ten minutes early because we understood the subject material so fast due to his clear explanations, and we spent the last ten minutes doodling on the board, playing with his collection of Physics Toys (including slinkies, homemade catapults and arbalests and other siege weapons, and a paper airplane collection that would put Lawrence Fleinhardt to shame).

He also possessed a BED OF NAILS which he demonstrated the use of in class by lying on it and having a student BREAK A CINDERBLOCK RESTING ON HIS STOMACH WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER.

My AP economics teacher was a woman in her late eighties. She was a hyper-workaholic who had three other jobs besides teaching, gardened, and raised the neighborhood cats. She listened to the Greek translations of old Elvis songs on her CD player in the middle of class, and had a picture of the Statue of David's ass on the wall because "That is the finest behind in the world". She also allowed her students to read/listen to music/draw/whatever during class as long as the didn't interrupt her lecture or bother the other students. And the lowest grade in the class was a ninety-eight. A 98!

Mr. Kent was the principal of my elementary school. The students rarely saw him because he was always busy with administration, but since there was no vice-principal, he also had to discipline the students. Now, this school allowed spankings as a form of punishment, but Mr. Kent didn't just spank the kids and send them on their way. He brought the kid to his office, and spent as much time as needed for the child to understand EXACTLY what it was that they'd done wrong, explaining things with the utmost patience and kindness. Then, he would pray with the kid, asking God for forgiveness for their sins, and that He would help both of them forgive each other for what they'd done. Then he would spank the kid once--and only once--ask them if they were okay, and make sure they had enough tissues. Then he sent them back to class. I was only ever sent to his office once, but even AT THE TIME I thought he was the coolest old guy EVER except for my Grandpa. His form of discipline has always been the one I believe to be the best and most sensible one out there, and I wish more teachers and parents employed it.

I had two: English Literature teacher- alcoholic (was the general assumption), smoked like a chimney (again, was the general assumption, I really didn't know the woman), full've vices (perhaps), but damned if she's not the reason I turned up to take my English & English Lit exam. And my Art teacher- though she's just so damned cool, there's no answer or explanation required. On the off chance, Mrs. Fowler, `Tim` Simpson, you both kick some epic bloody ass, and you're the two I miss most when I look back to my school days. Take care, live long, live well and never forget that you're both the best teachers I've ever had (nevermind really the only two that managed to teach me a damned thing, haha)

(Above troper) And, actually, he deserves mention, Mr. Hicks. By God, last day of friggin' school, some of us not 16, and you ask for a toke of our smoke? Epic, man. I was there, and I still don't bloody believe it. Near four years on, and I still look back and grin myself silly imagining some of our faces, haha.

@/{{Lanthorn}} has a few: Mr. Nyquist, jr. high history teacher, the only class I (and possibly the rest of his students) really looked forward to. Divided us into groups and had us design a crest, only to prove that this vote-by-majority was impossible, just like the original Continental Congress (I think). Later allowed another student group representing Andrew Jackson's campaign to tempt us with ''soda, in class'', in the nineties when soda machines at school were new. I heard he's now the principal.

Ms. P, high school art teacher, who was also the Art Academy leader. She tolerated us for ''two hours a day and lunchtime'', and was always encouraging and constructive. After she gave birth, she brought her baby to school for a visit. Also let us visit her cool house during a field trip (her elaborately painted nursery was featured in The LA Times).

Mr. Leech, my first high school Japanese teacher. I'd actually seen him a few years earlier as the Caucasian member of UCLA's Japanese Culture Club who introduced the night's entertainment ''in flawless Japanese''. I would've surely failed his class but he was awesome. He had us show off our skills by ordering at a Japanese restaurant (sadly we didn't visit the karaoke club next door) and organized a White Day party. Unfortunately for us he was stretched over two other schools and had to leave at the end of the year; the following three years was spent in rote learning at 6:45 AM (although the next teacher showed us ''PrincessMononoke'', which was cool).

This troper's father has been said to count as one, given how popular he is with his high school calculus and physics students. He is quite the {{Pungeon Master}}, speaks fluent Spanish (making him a hit with his ESL kids), and is quite passionate about the concepts he teaches and how to best express them to a classroom full of teenagers who would rather be somewhere else. For this troper himself, it would have to be his eleventh-grade AP English teacher. She has the more curious way of pronouncing the word "symbolism" and once assigned each of us a rosebush outside the main office that we had to do stream-of-consciousness writing exercises about. She, probably more than anyone else, was a big influence on me becoming an English major in college.

My new Law Studies teacher is, in a sense, a nerd. How so? Well, here's one of his quiz questions, though it may be paraphrased: #QUOTE#"Juggernaut buys tickets to a concert for him and his friend Sabretooth, on the condition that Sabretooth pays back the money. Sabretooth gets sick and refuses to pay for his ticket. They meet up and try to talk out and find a solution to their problem. This is an example of: A, Negotiation, B, Arbitration, C, Mediation, D, Ticket Scalping."

This troper will always remember fondly a teacher from his middle school by the name of Ms. Debra Buuck. She was the one to first say that "sex is better than Cedar Point with both of your hands up" and even told the class where sex in advertising originated.

This troper had a few of them in high school, but I'll limit myself here. Mr. Wiggins was the coolest science teacher in the world. He had a white naugahyde chair that if you got a perfect score on a test, you'd get to sit in it for the entire class period. He told us the story about how he had to track, kill, and skin several albino naugas to get the hide for that chair. Another thing he did was when we came into class, he was standing there with what looked to be a huge moth on his hand. Now, most of us hadn't seen one of those before, so we thought it was some sort of animatronic or something. He then said, once we were seated, "Today we're going to study... BUGS!" and threw the moth up. Over half the class was against the wall. Blowing up marshmallows with vaccuum tubes, building k'nex towers only to topple them for physics, this guy was totally awesome.

My English teacher in school once showed us the video to the Pink Floyd film 'The Wall' and we had to write an essay on the film and its symbolism. In his class we could listen to music while we did our work as well.

This Troper had a choir teacher knew about TVTropes, introduced me to some of the coolest music ever, once joined in a choir trip bus sing-along even though we were singing stuff by The Bloodhound Gang (and he knew all the words), and when he was musical director for our musical, he gathered the whole cast into his room, played a Louis Armstrong song, and told us all that Louis Armstrong was a huge stoner, which is why his voice sounded that way. He then told us that we were not allowed to smoke pot during the show because he didn't want any Louis in the chorus.

This Troper has had two:

An Algebra-Trig teacher who would read DaveBarry and sounded kind of like Kermit the Frog.

My U.S. History teacher was a Vietnam vet, has an awesome speaking voice, and is a fan of JohnWayne. It helps that a distant relative of mine actually helped write one of those movies... (The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence, for the curious).

My grade 8 teacher had us watch Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure for our ancient history unit in social studies. And she showed Bill Nye The Science Guy occasionally in science. Guess who was my grade 10 science teacher and what she'd show us?

She also demonstrated education through pyrotechnics too.

There is also one teacher in my high school who is almost the living embodiment of the above trope (and is over all just plain cool). I hope I get him for chem. next year. Mr. Woo you rock!

This Troper's High School Speech Class teacher was awesome. Firstly, he was one of the deadest snarked deadpan snarkers I have ever met, but he was also on eternal SarcasmMode, and was nearly as quick on his toes as a solid WhoseLineIsItAnyway performer. He always had some sort of relevant humor anology of a story to go along with whatever he was teaching us and would go to other great lengths to be entertaining enough that his entire class was paying attention. And most, but certainly not least, he was also one of the most successful teachers there due to his students actually listening to what he was teaching.

I also had him for a Literature class later. He once recited as a short story told from the point of view of a Southern Belle, '''as''' a Southern Belle, complete with exaggerated hand movements and a mock high-heeled walk. Needless to say, looking forward to his class(es) were the push that got me through most school days.

While YourMileageMayVary, This Troper's Chem teacher was insanely cool. Not only does he read and reference ''xkcd'', but he had the class do a MythBusters project. He grew out a Jamie moustache.

This troper has had three amazing teachers. The first was a humanities teacher. He was amazingly strict and everyone loved him. He taught us not only on religions, history, and customs, but he (and we) were distractable enough that we spent time also on zombies, fairy tales, and urban legends. The second was my Sophomore English teacher. He was in an acting toupe outside of school, bounced around the room (we thought he was high..) like a rubber ball, sang shakespeare, actually acted out parts from To Kill a Mockingbird, and somehow got the whole class to pass. The third was my creative writing teacher, who was a sweet lady who survived cancer. She is barely five feet and everyone loves her because of ehr stories, the fact that she lets kids write about drugs, alchohol, and all of that (within reason), and because she will listen to almost any student (no matter how strange).

I've had a couple but the coolest of them all was my Latin and Classics teacher. When the power went out in the school one day he pulled a fake shield and sword off of a table, crouched down in the hallway and waited for people to walk by. He then proceeded to jump out at them, a few minutes later a visiting grade two class walked by and he stood up 'at attention'. One of the best classes ever.

This troper's Social Studies teacher in his junior year was a GenkiGirl with a side of ham. She used internet lingo in class, understood our concerns, and still managed to take her class seriously.

This troper's AP English 3 teacher is this. Not only is he a ''big'' fan of HarryPotter and Avatar, he is also sarcastic, funny, and a general fun teacher to be around. He still takes class seriously, though.

This troper's 9th grade Spanish teacher was super cool. He constantly made the most hilarious jokes, always understood our concerns, and hardly gave out any homework. Too bad his diabetes forced him into retirement a year later. :(

This troper's physics teacher was just a child in a man's body. He's play Mythbusters in class, tie toy 'planes to the ceiling fan and watch them spin around, incorporate students into increasingly silly physics questions, and once put up a challenge question involving the class lovebirds and digging a hole to the centre of the earth. The prize for getting it right? "A can of coke and ''eternal glory''".

This troper's chem teacher was a huge nerd. We'd often segue into conversations about Star Trek, Star Wars, D&D or Doctor Who. We also had the same first name, so we had a bit of an affinity :3

This troper's Physics I professor is part CoolTeacher, part JerkWithAHeartOfGold. He has one of the strictest grading systems I've ever seen, he will make fun of you for asking a stupid question, and expects you to do exactly as he says. However, he began every class with a MontyPython clip (or something just as funny), would give us extra credit if ''he'' made a mistake in class, and found ways to make even the most mundane parts of physics fun, including shooting an inflatable {{Barney}} doll with a blow dart.

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This Troper wants to be an English Teacher someday. He plans to offer extra credit to any student willing to turn in an essay or short story, encourage students to be vocal about their opinions on class assigned books, and make TvTropes required reading!

If this troper became a teacher, he would give nerdy references as bonus questions on quizzes, along with the above (minus TVTropes)

This troper would love to be one. Go ahead and work in references to anime, literature and comics. Extra credit if you get me hooked on something new or if you hit something I am[=/=] was hooked on. Even more points if your essay or presentation cites TvTropes as one of your resources. And of course, he's gonna put SchmuckBait as the first choice of every MCQ question just because he can.

Anyone else encountered the Fake Cool Teacher? Most of the Cool Teachers this troper has encountered have been the legit version, but there was at least one Fake Cool Teacher -- that is, a teacher who thought he was a Cool Teacher, but really, really wasn't. Think Michael Scott.

Mr. Haraughty was the coolest 8th grade advanced science teacher ever, in that he had a sense of humor, a 15-foot long python named Dan on the back desk ''that we got to cart around the room,'' and that he and our little group of nerds would constantly quote MontyPython at each other, much to the complete confusion of the rest of the class. Unfortunately, I only had him for a few months, because apparently he "creates a sexually hostile environment". They also escorted him out of the classroom in the middle of our lesson. For more fun, Google Ryan Haraughty.

...and Florida ''does'' look like a penis.

This troper's 11th grade English teacher taught a variety of interesting vocabulary words. One of which was "callipygian". ''He taught us a word that specifically means "having well-shaped buttocks."''

This troper had a substitue CoolTeacher . Despite most students in school never having him as a sub, EVERYONE knows amd loves «Ugo pas de H» (translated to Ugo with no H). As far as every student in school goes that's his real name.Also, compare the ratemyteacher average of 10-15 ratingsto his 57 ratings with 4,6/5 average.FEAR HIS WHALE METAPHORES!!!!!

This troper's {{Crazy Awesome}} Spanish teacher, who called students by their last names and taught us how to say "make me a sandwich, idiot" in Spanish. XD

This troper is taking an extracurricular course in Flash animation. Homework for the second class? Watch anime. Technically it's to see how we can cut corners in our own work, but seriously. "Go home and watch {{Naruto}}"? Win.

This troper's had numerous teachers like this. Particularly memorable was one of the history/science teachers who wouldn't ''do'' anything particularly unusual, but he made up for it by 1) choosing the bits of science and history that teenagers would find interesting and 2) being a LargeHam. I am of the opinion that ChewingTheScenery should be taught in education classes as a means to counteract boredom.

Almost all this troper's teachers qualified as this, especially our Filipino teacher. He made us re-enact chapters of Noli me Tangere (with an unexpected gay twist from our male students) and when one student was caught sleeping, he would get the whole class to scream "GOOD MORNING!" at said student.

Our (computer)program/data structures teacher: he only teaches because he '''wants to and believes''' he can teach us something ''usefull'' and made us very clear he doesn't consider college or his class the most important. Which means he's usually 10-15 min late ''for his own class'' (basicly means we have an extra break). He also has said ''several'' times that if we don't want to come, we don't have to and that we can send him an e-mail if we want books to study the class on our own. Only about a fourth of our usual class come to his lessons. And they're absolutely '''brilliant''': he can spend over half an hour talking about how to get easy money with smart programming, has talked about Civilization numerous times (rumour has it, he hosted a freaking Civilization '''Lan-party''' during the last lesson last year), spent about 3 months on [[AC:ONE]] powerpoint (about 40 slides) which is apparently what we have to know for our exam and has said the exam is going to be muliple choice ''because he doesn't consider exams important''.He's also not afraid to say what he thinks other teachers are doing wrong (without saying names but ''everybody'' knows who he's talking about and ''agree'' with him). And since he done with his own material for this semester, he's been ''explaining that other teacher's class'' for the last couple of lessons, so that we at least '''understand''' what the hell we're supposed to do. His class is about the only class that '''doesn't''' result in half of the students sleeping and other half doing anything '''but''' paying attention and he's also the only teacher that doesn't freak out when you eat or drink something (he actually said you can do so, if you pay attention). Bottom line: He's freaking ''awesome''!!.

Oh the cool teachers in my school/extra school. About two weeks ago we were at a bar with the school (5-day school trip) and somehow I started strip dancing. The shirt ended up, not at all accidentally, on the vice-headmistress's head. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Before that we were discussing whisky with my physicist. My mathematician is, despite not looking like it, a billiards player, a chess player and all around awesome. Basically about 50% of my teachers have been cool in one way or another.

This troper has met many teachers who ''tried'' to be this. You know, the sort of teachers who end up not teaching you anything because they're too busy trying to be cool or try to "speak your language" and end up sounding TotallyRadical. The one teacher I have most respect for was a middle school Math teacher who was somewhat strict, tended to snark at our mistakes and always made it very clear that she is ''not'' trying to make us like her.

This troper has plenty. There's her FLEX teacher (who also coaches basketball), who wrestles around with some students ''during class''. On another occasion, a student yelled "Fag" out loud (though at his computer), and the teacher made him do push-ups, crunches, et cetera. There is also her science teacher, who sometimes tells us we can draw/write on the backs of assignments when we're done with them, and also, she helped me figure out a question that I was stuck on. On a ''test''. Her English class sometimes is absolutely nothing but novel discussion, even if we're not reading a book that's brought up or if some worksheet was planned for that day. And finally, there is her social studies teacher, who comes in every day wearing dress clothes (Never without a tie) and is the most sarcastic teacher at the school, usually speaking very casually; like he's not even talking about anything school related. Sometimes, he uses kids as examples (one student was a planet, and on another occasion when talking about democracy, we all got to vote another particular student out of class--figuratively). We even had one kid who had to sit in the back of class for talking too much, and whenever he volunteered to do something, the teacher'd say "No, you're in exile." He can be quoted: "My hair is too awesome to ever put a hat on", "Keep it simple, stupid", and "Let's give these guys turn to answer since they're in the proverbial toilet". He also played this clip on the first day of school, stating "This is why you need to pay attention in class. This will be you otherwise."

This troper has two Cool Teachers. One is his 29 year old Theatre teacher and director that can come up with jokes on the fly, shows us random Youtube clips, tells us stories about the mishaps of trying to get her mom to take a shot, and let's all of the theatre kids come and hang out in her room in the middle of class. The other teacher was his Economics and future AP World teacher who taught by making fun of everything and everyone in the class. It wasn't unusual to come out of the class crying tears of laughter, and even though we had to deal with a horrible student teacher, she made sure that all of her students maintained atleast an 85 or higher in the class, when before, the average was about 74. She also gave free 100s for the final, and then let us play card games the rest of the class.

This troper's high school had whole bunch of cool teachers.

The chemistry teacher this troper has in 10th grade. He's extremely passionate about what he does, first off, even if he often feels like we, the students, don't care. He's referenced Over 9000, Jessi Slaughter, and he likes Final Fantasy, EarthBound, Pokémon, and Cowboy Bebop. He also has an all-around awesome personality, so ;w;

My Auto Shop teacher from high school. One of the few reasons I couldn't wait till Monday, I never had so much fun before in school. Also when I got my licence and he actually helped get me new parts for my car and spent a week installing my sound system into the car. The lowest grade I ever made in that class was 90 because I screwed up on the tool test my freshman year. I would gladly go through High School all over again just to be in his class for 4 more years.

I had a cool ''principal'' up until about fourth or fifth grade. He was friendly with all the students, remembering many of our names, actually ''listened'' to complaints about a SadistTeacher my class had at one time (and ending up firing her), and when the school had end-of-year festivals, he helped with the dunking booth - ''as the guy being dunked.'' When my brother failed a test to get into an advanced placement course by only two points, this principal told the teacher to let him take it again, and said brother ended up passing. Sadly, the city's educational department didn't like his method of doing things (though I can't remember precisely why). He was eventually forced to retire, and the school went downhill ''very'' fast.

One of our teachers in middle school would often use half the time in class to tell jokes or play games.

This troper's geometry teacher was unanimously considered the coolest man alive by every student and all the school faculty, and for a good reason. He was a former musician, and started out at the school as a music teacher before moving onto math. He loved students that were musicians and often would instruct them whenever he had the time, and he occasionally showed his musical genius. He was a fountain of knowledge, not only well-versed in music and math, but also the sciences and the humanities, and I had many a conversation on science with him (later I learned that he was actually a biochemistry major). With that intelligence, it wasn't too surprising that he was an MIT graduate. He had many awesome stories to tell and would set aside huge chunks of class to tell them, though they often had some sort of educational slant to them. He was an accomplished writer, writing newspaper articles and even a book which are definitely educational but also side-splittingly hilarious. Appearance-wise, he was a scruffy older man with long, greying hair, a thick beard, and a love of camouflage, denim, and cowboy boots. It was far from professional but he left a good impression on everyone. As an actual teacher, he did his job really well, improving test scores year after year and giving students the confidence they needed in math, and while our school has some notoriously terrible grades, not too many students would fail his class. To top that all off, he was among the kindest and sweetest in our school of notably kind and sweet teachers, and had a humorous and sociable way about him that appealed to everyone. Sadly, he passed away suddenly due to an aggressive form of cancer.

This tropers math teacher is one. He's a scruffy guy with a goatee which he said he was trying to grow long enough to wrap around his head, constantly quotes Monty Python,s Flying Circus, likes Star Wars (and keeps action figures and a Chewbacca mug in his room!), and constantly goes into random rants, usually in different accents. He's also a really good teacher. Math sucks (at least to me) but he makes it awesome ^^

For kindergarden, This Troper had a teacher who liked to be called Mr. T. He was funny, smart, and took the time to make sure this little troper stayed happy *my parents were getting divorced* The things he did made *1st person now* me love school. One day we were allowed to bring teddy bears to school, if we did well we got prizes from a treasure chest in the back of the room, and he read us the Captain Underpants books. As soon as I was able to go to the library, I checked out the whole series. That man is responsible for the bookworm I am today. :D

This Tropers' History Teacher is one of the best teachers I've ever had, she's down to earth, modern, swears, connects with the pupils, and whenever she gives us a timed task (e.g list the causes of WW1 in 10 minutes) she puts on special music, like the Mission Impossible tune to get us 'in the mood for serious work'. She also brought in cake when she was about to go on maternity leave, is very funny and simply brilliant.

This Troper's geography teacher is easily one of the best ever. She jokes around, makes lessons fun, and we have several inflatable globes/moons that get tossed around. And her stories about China entertained us to the point of laughter. Everyone loves her, and tons of students are on her Facebook. Unfortunately, due to Texas budget cuts, she has been fired. WE'LL MISS YOU MRS. BOOTH.

My 7th and 8th grade math teacher, "Mr. C", was both the best instructor I ever had, and completely, IMPOSSIBLY cool in every way. I am absolutely horrid at math. It's my worst subject. He helped me understand so much about math that I passed my math classes for the following three years in high school with flying colors. I just never understood any other teacher as well. As for his cool aspects: He was very clearly OneOfUs. The man kept three hand-forged swords on top of a cabinet, and nobody, not even the parents in the PTA, said a word against him for it. When the Renaissance Fair came to the area, he visited it a couple of times every month. He was an avid collector of rare comics and introduced me to anime (because of him, GhostInTheShell was my very first). When I graduated middle school, he gave me a collector's set of old Robotech comics as a present. He was (and still is) in incredible shape, very lean and muscular, he's an amazing cook, and he's a remarkable family man who handles every situation neatly and professionally. Almost seven years later, I'm in college, and this man is still my role model. I see him occasionally at my work, and we talk. Still awesome.

This Troper's Physics teacher, whose lessons usually contain at least one {{xkcd}} reference per lesson. Plus he reads TV Tropes, is perfectly willing to explain Physics concepts in Tropese, is a black belt in karate (he has punched holes through walls twice already, once with a ''scythe''), is a published author, DeadpanSnarker, and is also willing to discuss pop culture/memes/anything under the sun with students. Also, his wife is a general anime/manga fan who regularly dresses in Goth Loli

This Troper had Mr. Carville, his secondary school Physics/Chemistry teacher. He'd explain lye by showing the that scene from Fight Club. He'd play guitar for us when we were working. He'd frequently show us experiements that had nothing to do with what we'd be doing, but that he found on the internet and that were awesome. The summer before I started there, the entire science wing had to be closed off and rebuilt because he accidentally destroyed it during the summer, practicing an experiment, but he was so respected and beloved that the school wouldn't fire him.

I've had a few cool teachers: my 6th grade chem/physics teacher, my 4th-7th grade handwork teacher (she treated us all like adults, and even let us swear, even though the school had a really strict policy about language), my 9th & 10th grade gym teacher, my 10th grade U.S. History teacher (He was just beyond words, he'd teach us more about politics and current events than what would be considered "normal" for a high school history class. He had us do projects on our family trees because he said out history was just as important as anyone else's, he taught us all sorts of stuff that wasn't even mentioned in the textbook, and sometimes he used jump-scares at teaching aids), my 9th grade bio teacher (who was also my 11th grade genetics teacher), my 11th grade women's studies teacher (She was just awesome. We only had about 10 kids in class, so she'd just let us toss around ideas and act like we were talking at the lunch table. And she acted a lot like someone our age.), and my physical anthropology professor in my freshman year of college.

This troper's English teacher. His idea of an archetypes study? Show us the entire series of ''AvatarTheLastAirbender'', have us decorate four seperate hallways of the school with decorations corresponding to the nations he grouped us into, and have us ''cosplay characters''.

My math teacher... he was a Stern Teacher, but the awesomest teacher ever. I learned more that year than I ever have, and not just about math, but about life. He was also really funny and one of the smartest people I have ever met.

I'm a student at a Singaporean film school (where the education modus operandi is typically strict and uptight). Classes get more and more relaxed the further you get into the course. Sooner or later, everyone with a brain realizes that school and the curriculum itself aren't really important to getting into film.

For cinematography class, instead of boring slides, the teacher sometimes takes everyone to the canteen where they sit down and chat about films over food. Not a lecture. They basically chill out for a few hours.

For one class, our teacher spent an entire lecture on the "Michael Bay School of Film", where he poked fun at how Michael Bay liked to dial everything up to eleven in his movies (excessive camera movement, it's always sunset, etc.). It was filled with plenty of sarcasm, fun, and genuine learning.

The teacher for asian cinema frequently goes to some trouble to make the subject easier for us to score in, even if he has to keep it secret from the school. He also likes to deadpan extra trivia into the middle of his lectures.

Another lecturer passed us rips of short films that he showed in class, and even after he left the teaching job, has met up with my classmates to advise them. For free.

This Troper's high school English teacher had us write essays about TV shows. We watched both seasons of {{Carnivale}} during class.

This troper's high school biology teacher was the most awesome of the three at the school. She was a short, older woman who made up for her lack of height with her limitless spunk and enthusiasm (she could often be found climbing on top of the counters in her room to reach things that she kept stored on the upper shelves of cabinets). She was so awesome that I ended up taking zoology in my junior year just so I could get another semester in with her, and then apply to be the student aide for that teacher during the first semester of my senior year. What really cements her awesome status in my mind, is an event that happened towards the end of the zoology class in the fall semester of my junior year: This teacher was really hands on, and we did a lot of dissections in zoology. For our final project we got to dissect juvenile sharks. It turns out that sharks have this really gross, smelly oil inside their bodies, so after we finished the dissections several of us, including myself and this kid who insisted on being called "Nighthawk", took the oil-soaked newspapers out to the trash bin. Because of a recent security system the school had installed, the teacher's current student aide had to use the key fob to let us outside to the dumpsters. While on the way, Nighthawk tried to flick some of the oil into the aide's hair. This troper cannot resist throwing snowballs, and since it was early December there was snow on the ground around the dumpster. So I quickly bent down and scooped up some without thinking, and hurled it at Nighthawk. I hit him right on the back of the neck and the snowball exploded to cover his hair and shoulder. He said he was going to tell, since we weren't allowed to throw snow on school property and ran back to the teacher's room ahead of everyone else. I dragged my feet, expecting the worst. To my surprise, two of my classmates were waiting in the hall and asked if I had thrown the snow at Nighthawk. When I said yes, they exclaimed "Awesome!" and when I got inside, my teacher winked at me and said "from what my aide has told me, I think Nighthawk had it coming to him."

My Drama teacher is increadable, it's helped by his thick english accent and the fact he get's really involved during the course, just ask him anything and you'll get one of the most interesting talks you'll ever get in education. I remember once when discussing acting methods we ended up going into a discussion about how he didn't like tom hanks as an actor and how he loves Daniel Day Lewis You can also tell he loves his body of study as you can ask him what his favourite play is and get a very in depth discussion on it. It makes Drama my favourite subject in school