I liked Grade4. I had the nicest teacher. I can't remember much about that year, but I know I liked it, haha.
I hated Grade 1. I had the nastiest teacher. The only thing I remember was one time when my teacher was screaming (and I mean full out screaming) at me for messing up an art project. Geez, I'm only 6. Chill.
And my Grade 5 teacher accused me of plagarism, saying nobody my age writes like that. Funny, she did the exact same thing with my older brother...am I seeing a pattern? Pssh, I wouldn't have been intimidated by her if 1) I wasn't 10 years old and 2) Her ring finger wasn't bent the wrong way. When you're 10 years old, that's scary stuff.