Teacher Appreciation: Mr. Glover

by Yannis Lam
BHS News

Looking back to a couple of years ago, I have realized how far that I have gone from being a fifth grader at Mary E. Flaherty Elementary, to a freshman at Braintree High. A major part of that great evolution and change was due to my three years of transition, fostered by the great, caring teachers at East Middle School. Although I enjoyed mostly every moment in all of my classes at EMS, never a moment was dull with Mr. Glover.

Photo courtesy of wickedlocal.com

Photo courtesy of wickedlocal.com

Mr. Glover taught sixth grade science for the Dragons team (the last year that teams existed at East). Although he taught for the Knight team for most of his career, he switched to the Dragons, the year that I entered sixth grade. As I am writing this article, memories of Mr. Glover are flooding back in, buried from deep within the depths of memory lane. Since I was lucky enough to have him during fifth period, I also had him for the entire duration of “Silent Reading.”* During “Silent Reading” and a often during the period of the class, we would get off topic and he would tell us stories of his trips, circumnavigating around the planet. Additionally, he was a great teacher, taking time, both during the class and after school, to explain to the fullest extent, the topics that we questioned him about (and also the required MCAS standards).

He was a teacher that was funny, smart, cunning, and also well balanced. Although he was never a neat person, he also kept the world’s greatest array of gadgets and potential tools right within his classroom. If you wanted to get an instant rant out of him, all you had to do was to use the English-Standard-Unit System, instead of the Metric System. Right within his room, was a world filled with potential, potential that he harvested and inspired within all of us.

My greatest memory of Mr. Glover, was when he pulled a prank on one of my classmates during “Silent Reading.” One day, after lunch, a classmate of mine fell into a food-coma, while attempting to read through her “Silent Reading” book. Another classmate pointed this out to Mr. Glover, who then decided to take decisive action. We all lifted our eyes up from our books and naps and watched as he started to sneak behind her. When he reached the point of no return, where his mouth was less than an inch away from her ear, he did it. He let the air out of his lungs, and screamed “ROAARRR!!!!”, as if he was the king of the jungle. With that one second of dramatic decibel increase, he woke my classmate, and we spent the rest of “Silent Reading” laughing.

Not only do funny memories as this exist within the realms of my mind, but also serious and impacting memories that I have not been able to forget. When I asked him how density (the topic that we spent several months on, and had begun to bore me) related to every aspect of science, he and I went back and forth, trying to reach a point when one of us would be stumped. In the end, the teacher outsmarted me (no surprise there, he was a teacher, after all). He caught me with the subject of Biology, in that density was relevant to the way that ATP functioned (which I didn’t learn about until this year).

After my sixth grade year, although my interactions with Mr. Glover were limited, we still remained on the same Battle of the Books team and got to enjoy time together. I want to take this article, to publicly thank Mr. Glover for his inspiration and memorable moments. It is, after all, teacher appreciation week.

*The reason that quotations are used is due to the general notation that no one ever read during Silent Reading

Yannis Lam is a freshman at BHS