Vale Mrs M

5 06 2020

My high school biology teacher passed away earlier this week, aged 103. A pretty good innings! But what was remarkable about her was how she touched the lives of all members of my immediate family.

In the 1940s and as a single woman, she taught my dad science at the Perth high school he attended for a short time, then later she taught my mum science/biol at the country high school she attended. My parents didn’t meet until much later, and it was likely even much later they found they’d had the same teacher.

Move forward a few decades… She’d married by then so had a different surname. She was my biology teacher at high school (the same school my mum had attended) and also taught my sister a couple of years later. At some point I think my parents met her when she was my teacher and realised that she was the same person who’d taught them. The other connection was that her son was in the same biology class as me — I always wondered how weird it would be to have your mum as both your teacher and your parent!

I don’t think I ever saw her again after finishing school (though maybe she attended our 20th year reunion??). But I still remember her… and dissecting frogs in biol!

Rest in peace, Mrs M.