Mr. Geller was my English teacher in 1968-69. I remember his wonderful boasts--that he was a (the?) world expert on the use of semi-colons and that he had read Tristram Shandy (a shambly 1700s existential novel, not ordinarily mentioned in a high school class but one I relished later) . His tone in class, intelligent pride, care and exactitude in language, love of literature...are memorable, even though 50 years ago. That is a poet is no surprise.
I loved Mr Geller, he taught me a lot about life. I wonder why the reviews here are so polarized?
The subject was interesting, but he was very mean-spirited. He enjoyed insulting and intimidating students.
I still remember and use the lessons learned with Mr Geller.
Amazing teacher, really made me think about what I was learning. Did not tolerate fools.
Rather an arrogant little man - at the end of the day I taught myself more about the books than he taught me.
He was brilliant, and challenging, and after two years with him I learned lessons about myself that I still look back on.
Mr. Geller was a terrific teacher and taught us to think instead of mindlessly memorizing.
This man traumatized me and to this day (I am THIRTY) I think of him and cringe. He was so mean and unfair to the shyer kids in the class. Booooo, Mr. Geller!