I always looked forward to Madame Simone’s French class in Grade 2. She was consistently soft-spoken and gentle with her students, treating us each like her own children. She was a model of modesty, piety and kindness, and her class was always engaging. When it came to “arts plastiques” she was the Master of Creativity, always bringing in projects and showing us a sample of the finished product to the sounds of our excited gasps. She once brought this tiny doll house to school that her daughter had made, and we were all so intrigued by the tiny furniture inside and how professional it looked. Who remembers those incredible 3D models of antique cars we once made for Father’s Day? She made the coolest projects ever. -Aviva Engel, ‘95 When I was in Grade 11, I had dropped Functions. I wanted to drop Physics too. I had no desire to go into Sciences at any point in my life and didn't really need to work that hard in Grade 11. They weren't courses I needed, so why bother? I was taking English, North American Literature and History; all subjects I excelled in with very little effort. Ms. Fewkes refused to let me drop Physics. She called it my "intellectual stimulation of the day". She saw that I was trying to skate by and refused to let me do that. -Deena (Deitcher) Vatenmakher, ‘79 Mrs. Anna Rapaport – Math teacher par excellence. We need 10,000 like her; trouble is I have only seen one in my lifetime – her. Best Math teacher I ever had. She was a no-nonsense lady with a shrill voice which I felt numerous times; i.e. “Shellllllldonnnnn – GET OUT OF MY CLASS!” -Sheldon Kaufman, ‘71 Not wanting to go out in the freezing cold for "outdoor recess" in Grade 3 and hiding under Morah Kizelnik's desk with Aviva Engel giggling - until she opened the classroom door that we had locked and discovered us; then we giggled all the way to Rabbi Teitz’s office. -Atara (Neuer) Brenner, ‘95 22