Crushes on Teachers–A Rite of Passage in Grade School
I once had a crush on my French teacher in junior high.
Maybe it was the exotic mix of a foreign language with the innocence of youth, but it almost seems a given that kids fall in love with their foreign language teachers more than any other.
I can’t remember her name to be honest (Mme ?). I was only ten at the time and names came and went like butterflies. What I remember is her flowery dress–and, oh, la, la!–her perfume!
These days one has to be careful broaching such subjects, but in the 1960s when I grew up, it seemed a part of the curriculum, and we took it for granted.
What’s your story about falling in love with a teacher? Or do I dare ask the question?