She was my Kindergarten teacher.
She taught me to read.
She had us put on a circus with hair-raising performances like hula-hooping to music. I think I was a clown.
She didn't say anything when I bought chocolate milk every day instead of regular milk for lunchtime.
She started every new year maintaining that, like Christopher Robin, she was six, and would never be any older. She must've been in her seventies by the time she was my teacher.