My teachers never had that major of an effect on me, unfortunately. At least, not in Middle or High School. I at least get to thank my 5th grade Elementary school teacher for giving me my love for reading and writing. A lot of them were interesting in some ways, though.

I had a High School math teacher who had the chance to either go on vacation with his wife to Disneyworld, or invest in - at the time - a little company called "Apple." He chose the former. "And that's why I'm here, teaching you math."

I once walked into my driver's ed class - even though I still don't have a license, go figure - to find my gym/driving teacher lying across his large desk, doing one-armed push ups, chanting "hard. over. easy! hard. over. easy!" He was a strange guy, but damn if he wasn't dedicated to self-improvement.

My digital arts teacher killed any and all interest I had in digital art. But his crazy antics also resulted in me bonding greatly with the only 5 other kids in the class.

My Theory of Knowledge teacher used to work at Wall Street before he came to my school. The dude was loaded, and incredibly intelligent. He said he hated the work environment out on Wall Street, and that teaching at my school was his way of repenting, in a sense.