That One Math Teacher

After my English class finished, I immediately ran downstairs looking for the only teacher who could calm me down after just having gotten into a heated verbal discussion with my English teacher. Ms. Rocchio, who was in her classroom, having just finished teaching her freshman math class, came to my aid when I needed her. At the moment, the only thing I can hear is my feet tapping against the floor trying to keep my cool as to what just happened. Only thing I can feel is my heart rate going crazy. At this point, I’m trying to calm down so I can explain to Ms. Rocchio what just happened in English class but the bright light that shining in my face keeps making it hard to. It’s just us two in her classroom surrounded by math posters having a conversation on how I am feeling, given that my English teacher refuses to help me with my work which made me feel extremely aggravated.
I met Ms. Rocchio back in freshman year when I had her as my algebra teacher and then again in sophomore year when I became a teacher assistant to her freshman math class. In the three years of her teaching at High School of Hospitality Management, she was always there for me when I needed which is why I respected her the most out of all the staff. She wasn’t only there to help me with my school work but she was also there when I was going through personal issues. In junior year, my English teacher and I didn’t get along and to be honest it was probably because he would be annoyed that I asked a lot of questions. Asking a lot of questions until I actually understood never bothered me, just my peers and teacher were bothered which I didn’t care. Which is why when my English teacher refused to help me,  it aggravated me because it is a teacher’s job to help a student who clearly does not learn at the pace of other students. However, Ms. Rocchio was kind enough to take time out of her day, time out of her free periods to help me with my English assignments. I never met a teacher who was willing to take time out of their day to help with a subject they themselves weren’t really good at. Ms. Rocchio taught me many lessons. One being that not all teachers are just there to make your life difficult or there to do “their job” so that they can get their paycheck in the end. It is because of her that I passed this class with a decent grade and had patience with my English teacher. And for that, I am forever grateful for her.