I'm 7 years behind ya (with Cheryl?) but I'll never forget Sr. Edith Marie who we had in 1st grade, OMG she was so mean kids would be peeing their pants and I mean that literally they were so scared. Can't count how many times faking sick to my mom. Still can see us sitting in our little desks being totally terrorized, sheesh we were only 6 years old and surprised we don't all have post traumatic stress syndrome. Then there was the totally senile Sr. Daniel Marie who we had in 6th grade. Sr. Juliet was always the principal but in 7th grade she taught us something, I can't remember what, but I sure remember how much fun it was because she couldn't control us, it was a riot. The only nice one: Sr. Charles Richard who we had in 2nd grade, everybody loved her.