Mr. Norton, my secondary school science teacher. He was brilliant, always engaging and very witty. But he hated people getting things wrong and would bang the metre ruler to wake up the pupils. So much so, all the others hated him. But I understood, and he taught me very well. He always encouraged me, and gave me lots of praise on parent's evenings. Only, it seemed cool to not like him. They even made up a song about hating him. So I joined in with the fun, because I was *ahem* one of the less cool people *cough* (geek) *cough*. But I wanted to have something in common with the cool kids. One day I was with a friend and I was singing the 'I hate Mr. Norton' song, to find him standing behind me. I was suprised, he looked a little hurt. I don't know why I did that :( My current favourite is a great friend of mine, an ex-paramedic who has helped me so much in the past few months. He is so intelligent and has so many years of experience that he's been able to teach me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be on the career pathway that I am now. Love him to bits :)