... Mr. Stucchi's class? Was she talking about the same Mr. Stucchi I had known just three years ago? I wondered. Maybe I had not heard her correctly. What I remember about Mr. Stucchi's eleventh-grade honors English class was the challenge. Good grades were not earned easily in a class of students concerned about one thing: getting into a good university. That meant earning nothing less than an A or B. And Mr. Stucchi made us work for it. Class periods were spent analyzing difficult literature, reviewing and practicing English grammar, and developing our writing skills. Furthermore, Mr. Stucchi's encouragement and concern for his students was evident. I may have wondered if I would receive an A in his class, but I never wondered about his dedication and love for teaching. Still reminiscing, I took a seat at the back of the classroom while Mr. Stucchi took roll from a seating ...

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