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This is a tribute to a certain school teacher of mine. I'll call her Mrs. G. I had a number of female teachers; who would often slip one shoe off for a few seconds, before stepping back into it. And in a few rare cases, I'd even catch a brief glimpse of her with both feet bare. But Mrs. G was something else. Mrs. G had a habit of slipping both shoes off and walking around barefoot, continuing to teach the class as if nothing unusual was going on. (At least on days when she wore loose-fitting shoes, that is. When she wore laced up shoes with socks, she kept those on.) So that's just one of two reasons why I loved her class so much - the second being that my best friend was there too.

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This is a tribute to a certain school teacher of mine. I'll call her Mrs. G. I had a number of female teachers; who would often slip one shoe off for a few seconds, before stepping back into it. And in a few rare cases, I'd even catch a brief glimpse of her with both feet bare. But Mrs. G was something else. Mrs. G had a habit of slipping both shoes off and walking around barefoot, continuing to teach the class as if nothing unusual was going on. (At least on days when she wore loose-fitting shoes, that is. When she wore laced up shoes with socks, she kept those on.) So that's just one of two reasons why I loved her class so much - the second being that my best friend was there too.