I chose to write about the essay “Do your best” This essay really hit home for me. I also had a fifth grade teacher named Mr. Okey. I first met Mr. Okay, 3yrs prior when he substituted for my 2nd grade class. He was a kind, gentle soul, he looked like Santa Clause, and he wore tweed dress coats with patches on the elbow. He served in the Korean War, and was a world traveler. But his passion was teaching, as I sit here and write this it brings back memories of how his teaching ethics were. I was a little behind, from the rest of my classmates, because I was held back a grade due to my illness. Mr. Okey had a way of teaching, making it fun. He also encouraged us to be our best at everything we did. As I reflect, I remember he took me under
