Hard call to make. I think I can narrow it down to two or three. In order of them teaching me...

1. Mr. Kronqvist - He was the neatest quiet teacher I knew. He would make silly jokes in his foreign accent once in a while but for the most part was pretty humble. Everyone loved him anyway because of his accent and because he didn't ever get angry, just joked along and reminded people to get back to work. He got respect because he never was angry, ever. And he gave me a merit award for giving him cookies when I bought a pack of biscuits to school and gave him a few. "I'll let you keep eating if you give me some!" Ahaha, what a guy. It was amusing bringing that merit award in to my home room teacher. Oh, and he taught Geography, in case you were wondering.

2. Ms. Leigh, later Mrs. Wright, aka Mrs. Wrong - The amount of banter I had with this teacher was immense, and it was fun because we both had turns at winning. I think she taught me Geography for two or three different years overall. I found her really awesome. Unlike Mr. Kronqvist, she was prone to the odd bout of anger and stress, but she was far more talkative than he was and we had a lot of fun taking the piss out of each other for a good few years. A teacher I wouldn't mind catching up with someday purely because you know she's always good for a chat.

3. Ms. Holloway (I think that was her name) - A teacher that a lot of people hand banter with but for the most part I didn't dare - she was scathing and lightning quick with her wit and insults. Brilliant because of this. And Australian to boot, which made our Physics class even more amusing (we had people from Germany, England, South Africa, NZ, various Polynesian Islands, China, Cambodia, and others). I've never heard so many tongue-in-cheek racist jokes made in one class, but it was great because it was a small class and everyone did it to each other and didn't mind. And she would never lose in a battle of wits, always with a quality comeback that would result in a load of laughter from the rest of the class... taking her on was basically asking to be embarrassed. Although every now and then she would resort to chasing Hamish around the class with a meter ruler as he yelled "No miss! Miss! Leave me alone! AAAARGH! It's coz I's black, ain't it?" (he's not, for what it's worth).