I can remember back now when the summer after 5th grade was about to end. It was once again time to find out who my 6th grade teacher would be. A much anticipated drive to the school was over and I quickly ran out the car to the postings on the wall. With my fingers crossed and hands trembling I ran them down row by row. All summer long I had my heart set on being in Mrs. Gellman's class for history and science. She was the "cool" teacher not only for her kind hearted approach but her innovative learning techniques. To my delight, I, along with several of my friends, had been placed in her class. This was the year I had been waiting for.
             I have always loved science. Whether it was discovering how life on Earth began in forth grade, dissecting my first animal in the fifth grade, or crime scene investigations in my senior year, everything about science has struck my interests. No one has had more of an influence on my passion than my sixth grade science teacher Mrs. Gellman. While teachers past and present have ignited my passion Mrs. Gellman not only furthered my interest in the sciences, she gave me a way to use these sciences in real life and hands on situations. Taking every lesson one step further, she knew exactly how to keep kids interested whether it was a lecture or a field trip. Every day was a new adventure in her classroom. Mrs. Gellman refined my intellectual interests by giving me the scope to increase my interests. She was atypical in countless ways due to her realistic approach to education.
             From building our own Indian camp grounds to visiting the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum and gazing over thousand year old mummified bodies, Mrs. Gellman gave every lesson some pizzazz. Her love for science and history showed in her effort to put together the most unique schoolwork. For instance each year students were giving a project to make their own mummified chickens. Using teachings taught about how the
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