When I think about what makes a great teacher, three things always come to mind: patience, the ability to listen, and offering support—even when you do understand something.
Growing up, I didn’t really experience that kind of support at school. I was shy, lacked confidence, and to be honest, felt quite lost at times. Things became even harder when I was diagnosed with epilepsy at age 11. It was a big shift. Suddenly I had this condition I didn’t fully understand, and I don’t think many of my teachers did either. I needed understanding, patience, and encouragement—but instead, I often felt overlooked.
I was a slow learner, especially when it came to subjects I didn’t enjoy. Looking back, I still wonder: was it the epilepsy that made it harder for me to grasp things? Or was it just that the subjects didn’t click with me? Either way, I was left feeling behind. And when you feel like that as a child, it sticks with you.
What would’ve made the difference? A teacher who noticed. One who took the time to ask, “Are you okay?” or “How can I help you understand this better?” A teacher who didn’t assume I wasn’t trying just because I didn’t get it straight away.
A great teacher is someone who understands that every student learns differently. They don’t rush you or make you feel small for needing extra time. They listen—not just to the answers you give, but to the silence in between. And most importantly, they support you not only when you’re struggling, but when you do succeed—because that kind of encouragement builds confidence that lasts far beyond the classroom.
I didn’t have many teachers like that. And yes, sometimes I wish I had. But reflecting now, it’s made me realise how powerful the right kind of support can be. For some kids, a great teacher is the first person who makes them feel seen.
And that, to me, is something truly special.
