If you were one of those lucky kids who grew up as a teacher’s kid, then you know how this story goes.
You were always impeccably dressed, because your parents would rather chew chalk for breakfast then let you show up to school looking scruffy.
You got used to seeing your teachers in social settings, because they were also your parent’s friends and would turn up to your house for coffee and catch you in your pajamas.
Life was rough, but at least your parents could help you with your maths homework.
Were you a teacher’s kid? Let us know your memories in the comments below.