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I went to PS 94 off Gun…
Original author: Donna Eifler Maier
I went to PS 94 off Gun Hill rd and juinor high school 80. My mom and uncles went their too. I went to JFK High school in riverdale. Now I live in the country outside of Buffalo. My favorite teachers in 94 were Mr. Cohen woodshop, My band teacher can’t remember his name. In junior high, My math teacher and softball coach was Don Cutler, Mr. Miranda was my homeroom and spanish teacher. In high school there was a lunch room attendent who sat at the door. He wore cowboy boots and read louis l’mour westerns. I looked forward to seeing him everyday. I even started reading his books. His name is Jim McGlynn. Jerry Cioffi was a dean and my track coach. I wish I could find him, he was my best friend back then. If anyone went to these schools please write.
Big Shouts to the teachers…
Original author: dwoncisz [e-mail]
Big Shouts to the teachers who helped to shape my world. PS. 195 : Mrs. Rumsky (Can’t remember) “get your little tush over here.” PS: 217 Madame Milkman (we renamed her) “Gout le vin, si le vin est bon” PS 217 Mr. Malachowsky (Turning from the blackboard and suddenly fingering talkers) “You, You, You, up front and center). PS 217 Mr. Rosen (I think his name was) (Had us sing every Barry Manilow song on the charts for chorus). Also the other chorus teacher/ex-marine who taught us every NY song from the 1800’s and early 1900’s (eg. Sidewalks of New York. IS 62: Mr. Pomerantz: “You too, can be the next Hitler” (On explaining how easy it is to become a maniac in a passive society). Franklin K. Lane: IS: 62: Mrs. Mastracola: “Young ladies say, “May I utilize the Vanitorium” (Not can I use the John) To the cool jazz orchestra teacher who had us running through the piccicato (please correct me) melody (and other exercises I no longer remember) Uhuru Sasa Shule: For putting Africa on my map. (And we kids who liked to slip away and explore the cool 50 year old cobweb draped war-heads (dead) in the armory basement). To the goofy young teacher in the poconos who tirelessly indulged us with Beowulf and The Lord of the Rings (and the rest of Tolkein’s Hobbit series). The Vietnam Vet Karate Teacher that put the fear of God in we young Bruce Lee Enthusiasts. Sent every cry baby home to momma.