In 7th grade, the Herr would always arrive late for our class after lunch because he taught at both the High as well as Jr. schools and would need to make the drive after lunch to get to our class. He was never more than a few minutes late. As a result of having a few minutes in the class alone, we would hide the chalk, or, being stupid 7th graders, break it into small pieces to make it difficult for the Herr.
One day, he caught me in the act and chased me around the class, throwing chalk at me. Another day, he caught another kid and chased him under a desk, blocking him from coming out for the duration of the class, but still having to answer questions and participate like the rest of the class.

We really got along great with him and years later, went on a class trip to Deutchland. Some of my happiest memories in High School were with Klaus Sackhoff. Unfortunately, he has since passed on. I know he is missed one way or another by all who had him, even if they didn't stay with the German lessons.

Times were different. I think I learned a lot more and so did the rest of my class with a more lenient attitude of what responsible teachers could and couldn't do compared to today's standards.

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