30 Adults Share The Worst Things Their Teachers Did That They Still Can’t Get Over
Interview“Good morning, class! Everyone take your seats, please. Okay students, today we have a very exciting lesson plan! I’m going to give you terrible memories that you’ll remember for decades to come, and you’ll all hold grudges against me for the rest of your lives. Now sharpen your pencils, and let’s get started!”
Teachers have incredibly challenging jobs, and they hold so much power when it comes to shaping the youth. A caring and compassionate educator can turn kids into curious students of the world, but unfortunately, there are a few bad apples out there. Reddit users have recently been recalling their worst memories with teachers, so below, you’ll find the most unforgivable moments they experienced in school. We hope you can’t relate to these stories, pandas, but if you can, you can rest assured that you’re certainly not alone!
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My English teacher admitted to marking down all my work by a grade because “I think you could do better”.
B***h, I *was* doing better and you made it look like I wasn’t.
Caused me to stop even trying.
This is why I kinda like the old primary school report cards. You're not just marked on being right, you got points for effort and other things. If they're a decent teacher they know when a kid is slacking so I'm not entirely against marking down because of it.
Load More Replies...Had an algebra teacher say something like this at the end of the school year when my love of math was completely destroyed... b***h, I didn't need your motivation! I excelled despite you, not because of you! These teachers that see an advanced student and want the credit... go help a failing kid pass! That would be YOUR success story! *triggered
3rd grade, Northern New England — and my parents were transplanted Californians. Most of the people in our little college town were from Away, but the teacher was a native New Englander. Failed a spelling test because I spelled “March,” as in the month, the way she pronounced it (she had mixed the order of the months). I spelled it “Maatch.” Mom took it to the principal, my grade went up but that woman was on my a** for the rest of the year.
Conversly, I had a HS English teacher who did this only to me, when asked why, "Because I KNOW you can do MUCH better" He was right, and I did.
I had really severe eczema on my hands as a kid. I used to keep them tucked up in my sleeves to avoid 1 people seeing them and 2 getting blood on my paper - yes, it was that bad. She called me out during a test and said to take my hands out of my sleeves because “it’s not like that’s gonna help my grade.” I was a shy kid and silently cried through the rest of the test. Also, I was a straight A, gifted student, so why she was acting like I had poor grade I never knew. I’ll never forget that woman being needlessly cruel to a child who was already in physical pain
Unless this teacher knew you, she probably thought you were cheating and had stuff written on your hands.
I have severe eczema on the inside of my elbow and as a 2nd grader I wasn't on meds and they were constantly oozing stuff and I asked my teacher to go to the nurse to put medicine on it like once a week or so and every time she got hand sanitizer and rubbed it all over the RAW skin. So I wonder why I have such a big scar on my elbows now
Omg I have the same problem! It’s the worst when it flares up, and you’re scared of shaking hands with people or waving to them and stuff :(
We reached out to the Reddit user who started this conversation in the first place and asked what inspired them to pose the question, "What is something your teacher did in school that you’re still salty about?” u/SparkelsTR shared that they had just seen back to school ads on TV and thought, "Holy [crap], time for months of torment with very little return."
"It's not that the teachers are bad, but the system and other students, so I decided to make a post about some [BS] things that happen at school," the OP explained.
Gave me a failing grade in Debate just because my views were different than his. He forced us to watch The Passion Of The Christ in class (went to a private school) and didn’t allow us to opt out. My dad succeeded in getting him fired.
I'm always cautious judging posts like this where someone says, "just because my views were different than his." I taught English and argumentation for years, and once in a while I'd have a student complain about this. The thing is, I didn't grade students on their views but on how well they explained and defended those views. Maybe this teacher was unfair — or maybe the student didn't structure a good argument. You can't tell from the few sentences here. (I do question why they were watching The Passion of the Christ in debate class, though.)
A lot of these posts have a similar problem, it's all about someone who was a kid at the time trying to interpret the reasons behind a teachers actions. It's hard to know whether the teachers were actually right and they were just bad students, or whether the teacher was actually being an a*s.
Load More Replies...A Debate is all about opposing arguments, different viewpoints. Did this teacher expect the debaters to clash about who agreed with the teacher the most?
isn't that not allowed? you can't give people grades coz of politics
Yep. Even in private schools, I'd be surprised if most of them wanted to defend that sort of thing.
Load More Replies...That movie is a naked snuff film and should be banned everywhere.
Had a similar thing with my English teacher. It was a paper debating the pros and cons of fox hunting (her choice, no other class had fox hunting) with my personal opinion as final statement. My "personal opinion" "wasn't unbiased enough". As you can guess, I was against fox hunting, she was all for it. Pompous stuck-up b*tch screwed my entire final grade because I deemed fox hunting to be barbaric, cruel, and unnecessary in this day and age.
Many schools have swung the opposite extreme now. I know i will get hate from the normal 'Bored panda' crowd, but schools have zero business injecting any social politics or agenda into a childs life. This applies to all political viewpoints. Children should be taught reading, writing, arithmetic, and other basic fundamentals to become self reliant members of society. A classroom is not your personal indoctrination center.
I'm half deaf, I was in social studies class, my teacher asked me a question, didn't hear her I said " what", she yelled at the top of her lungs " will you f*****g listen!"
After that day I told her, once she dies I plan on pissing on her grave, I still plan on doing that
As someone with APD I hate this s**t like it's not my fault I have a literal disorder. If you want me to hear you, get my attention visually and then speak clearly. Otherwise I'm either not gonna realize you're talking to me or I'm gonna miss words/the whole sentence. I wish I didn't have it but unfortunately I do so now I have to deal with it
Fr! I think I might also have APD, but I've never been tested... it is really annoying though, when people act like it's your fault for literally not being able to hear/process what they're saying.
Load More Replies...Auditory processing disorder, 2nd grade bus driver told my mom I was being 'rude' just because I asked multiple times what he was saying
I had hearing loss in the second grade (I think) and the teacher's first action was to speak with my parents because my marks had suffered and she thought I was lazy/inattentive. Hearing tests and an operation fixed the problem. To the best of my memory no one was ever nasty about it, it was all just concern.
Should have report her to the principal or told your parents they could have taken proper actions.
SparkelsTR shared that there are many things they're still bitter about that teachers did, but thankfully, nothing major. They also clarified that they don't actually think teachers are bad, at least most of them.
The OP was also quite amused by all of the stories readers shared on their post. "The responses were quite good, some sad, some bad, and some funny," they told Bored Panda. "There was a guy talking about something, and some other guy told him to pee on her grave when she died, which was [so] funny to me, so I took the opportunity to quote him while replying to another person. Over all, I think the responses and the people replying were great."
In about 91, I was starting to get into animals, specifically marine animals. I wanted to be a marine biologist so i thought. Junior year in HS we all knew we had to do a bug collection. So I went on a family trip out of state and collected bugs in preparation. I put a lot of time into it. Mr Cope, the worst biology teacher ever, failed me because “I could not have collected bugs he’d never seen”. Completely shattered my confidence and desire to peruse science of any sort. F**k you Mr Cope.
What a horrible teacher! A great teacher's reaction would have been: "Hey buddy, I've never seen that before! Let's find out more about it!" (And then given you an 'A' because you discovered something he - and presumably the class - had never seen).
Yea. That guy seriously needs to get a degree from somewhere other than the University of Dunning-Kruger.
Load More Replies...My health teachers positively hated me because I chose the craziest stuff to do my reports on. If I had to do research (the old school way) It was gonna be for something way out there! I constantly made the teachers learn right along with me. My grand mother was an LVN and had LOTS of nursing text books around!
I wonder if they know just how much damage they're causing. I mean ... I got the curve, so to say, by putting in the least effort needed, but my confidence in authority figures was genuinely shattered within the first week of school. We had a year of preschool before, where I was basically left alone, only had to join group activities that were mandatory. It wasn't that I didn't like teachers per a blanket aversion when I got into 1st grade, it took a week. In said week, I was denied access to the bathroom, resulting in me just running off on tuesday, made it just in time, and being afraid to do so on wednesday, didn't make it in time.
Fùck you, Mr. Cope. I completed the last sentence, one word was glitched out.
Now you see an angry brown widow, now you deny it, now you die on it
My third grade teacher gave me marks down for spelling 'a lot' which her dumb f**k a*s "corrected" as 'alot.' I will probably spend the rest of my life still annoyed with her and I'm 36.
I had an argument with my English teacher as she was adamant "induce" only applied to pregnancy.
Clearly never heard of an electrical induction then.
Load More Replies...My 7th grade Language Arts teacher berated me in front if the whole class after i gave a speech. She made fun of my clothes, my hair... things i had no control over as a poor girl, all while i was still standing in front of the group. I had nowhere to hide. Evidently my speech itself was okay. I'm still terrified of public speaking.
I had a 6th grade teacher mark me wrong for identifying "horse" and "hoarse" as homophones. When I protested, she demonstrated by saying, "Listen to the difference... HORRRSE... and... HARRRSE". I remember thinking she was crazy
I had a 10th grade English teacher who used to arrange her sentences to avoid ending with a preposition. Then, when she reached the end of the sentence, she would just double up and do it anyway. So, instead of saying, "It was something he hadn't thought of," she would say, "It was something of which he hadn't thought of."
Fun fact: that was the one word I misspelled in all my elementary school spelling tests...because I forgot the space. Your third grade teacher was an idiot.
I had an essay I had to write for History and in said essay, referred to John Hanson (America's first elected President, under the Articles of Confederation) as the scion to a political legacy, and my history teacher wrote in red "'Scion,' what was he from a circus family or grafted to a tree?" like a smartass. Well, HISTORY teacher, if you were an ENGLISH teacher, like the one you were pretending to be, marking up my paper like a lunatic, you would know that it also means an heir to a legacy. This was twenty years ago and it STILL pisses me off.
It actually took me a long time to realise that it was a lot and not ”alot”
SparkelsTR also wanted to clarify that "this thread was not an attempt to discourage people from getting an education or be [terrible] people to their peers or teachers. This thread was aimed at people who had bad experiences."
But apparently, some readers didn't quite understand the assignment. "Why would you write about how your teacher was so good and wholesome on a thread about bad things teachers did?" the OP asked. "So many who didn't have stories, didn't write stories."
In middle school I did a display with real fossils that my parents had let me borrow. The teacher was insistent that I sell the fossils to him. But I refused.
So the teacher gave me an F on the display.
Most of these aren't just about bad teachers, they are about bad people.
20 years ago, we had to make a diorama. We all had them sitting on tables in the classroom and one day some other kid was messing around, fell into the table and smashed mine. I failed the assignment for having a smashed diorama.
4th grade teacher. If there was any crease or wrinkle on your paper or worksheet it was an automatic fail. Even a slightly curled corner. I'd learn much later in life it was a severe OCD tick of his. They told me like that excused it. No, he shouldn't have been teaching young children if he couldn't manage his illness. Most mothers ironed their kids homework. To this day I get nervous about submitting paperwork that has any kind of crease, tear, or stain
I remeber geography teacher riping my hammer paper i did for presentation and throwed it in the trash because i didn't have printed pictures. I had drawings instead. I felt humiliated and cried in front od everyone. Got a D grom that subject. F**k her. 😒
Fck the teacher for not understanding what an accident is
Load More Replies...Heard about this from my daughter years after the fact. She had to make one of those in second grade, except she didn't make one. When they got called on to present she walked over to the tables, apparently looked horrified and burst into tears. She said "it's not here." Teacher asked what the diorama was and she rattled off a scene with some president. To her amazement, another kid piped up and said "yeah, I remember seeing that one!" and several other kids joined in with "me too!". She got away with it. Didn't get a great grade but didn't fail. Different outcomes but your story and my kid's story just prove how unfair life can be.
As a parent I would be seething at this. Principal's office, without question, to browbeat them to death.
Children need to learn how to stand up for themselves in tough situations, and life kind of teaches it to us along the way... but... when a child is hurt in the process of learning that lesson by the TEACHER, their parents need to step in and stand up for them. Parents interfere too often, but here is when it matters. Poor kid!
Load More Replies...Similar thing happened to me in middle school. We made canteens out of clay as part of a lesson in coiling. When I went to take mine to the racks to dry before we put them in the kiln in a few days, someone knocked my tray out of my hands and smashed the still-soft canteen. I got marked down for it being deformed.
I had a teach accuse me and a classmate of cheating on an exam because we had the same answer. It was a multiple choice test and she was upset we both had it correct.
Now if two kids sitting next to each other had several WRONG multiple-choice answers in common, THAT would be a statistical red flag that ONE of them was cheating.
Load More Replies...I had a professor in the university who failed me to the written exam because according to him: " Nobody could made this correct, so you must have cheated somehow". I asked him to let me prove him on the spot, to the blackboard, in front of the colleagues what I did or to ask me any other subject he wants, because I didn't cheat, I really did study, but he refused. What a jerk!
I had an English teacher say I cheated on spelling tests... (long story), and she picked a different desk for me, and turned it around, then made me retake the tests! I still passed them all, and it only made her more angry!
Load More Replies...I had a geometry teacher who used to get ticked because I was always doodling in class. Then he'd spring a surprise quiz and I'd finish first and get the highest score. He couldn't figure it out. But no matter how many surprise quizes he had- results were the same.
My son was like you. He constantly doodled instead of taking notes. He heard and could repeat every word said by the teacher.
Load More Replies...so if the kids both got the right answer on a math test that's...also cheating?
reminder that you can stop reading if this is triggering <3
"Why are your answers the same?" "Because we have thr SAME FUC**** QUESTIONS!"
Sounds made up to me. On a multiple choice test most answers are going to be the same. What teacher is conparing all the students to see if one answer is the same? Now if all the answers on the test were exactly the same it would make more sense that a teacher could be suspicious.
A close friend of mine got accused of cheating in college because she aced a test. Even though she got good grades and scoring well was not out of the norm for her. It ended up with the teacher giving her an oral exam where she just answered whatever he asked and he finally figured out she just knew the subject very well.
I had a teacher accuse me of cheating on required and graded notes. They were the two column style notes that make it so everyone has basically the exact same information. He said because I and my tablemate's notes were so similar we must have cheated. We had studied together.
At the end of my first week at a new school, the teacher handed out slips of paper with our current grade. I had a solid A at my old school, but the teacher said I had an F. I asked her why. She said I didn't hand in the quarter project. I reminded her I had just moved to the school. She said we would give me the weekend to do it. The project was to interview a longtime local resident and write a paper about their experiences. The articles were being collected for a book she was "writing." I failed the class.
Parents should have had a sitdown with both the teacher and the principal.
That's unethical and could definitely be considered plagiarism.
Can't be plagiarism if she cites the sources. Unethical, probably.
Load More Replies...So she was using kids to do her work? Someone should have reported her.
Tried to force me to write with my right hand...
I had a coworker who went through that kind of hell in school. When her parents saw her red knuckles as a result of getting hit with a ruler, they paid the teacher a visit. She was given a warning: if it happens again, you're fired. It never happened again.
Yeah, my bestie's dad went through the same thing. His lovely mom found out and went after the nun with a ruler. After that, he was allowed to use whichever hand he preferred.
Load More Replies...This happened in my school too. Was taught by nuns who tried to teach us that left handedness was satanic. Absolute BS. Well, now I'm ambidextrous and an athiest to boot.
My mom and her siblings were taught by nuns. They would slam the piano door down on their fingers if they messed up. My uncle ended up with a metal trash can over his head that the nun hit with a stick really hard to punish him for doing something wrong. Ohhhh, so many more stories. But you know they are "Christian" so they are perfect🙄🙄
Load More Replies...#MeToo It was my art teacher who first tried to make me draw with my notebook straight on the desk (I always write and draw by rotating the paper 90°). Then he forced me to draw with my right hand and then had the nerve to complaint to my family about me requesting him to use my left hand. I told my family about it and quit his class.
I think #MeToo is typically used for sharing stories of domestic abuse.
Load More Replies...This was actually common in The Netherlands during the 50s, 60s and even 70s. Insane.
It happened to me too. I am from '84 and the Netherlands.
Load More Replies...This was common for a disturbingly long time. My sister was born in 82 and was allowed to write with her right hand which was her left. However a friend of mine born in 78 had appalling handwriting and he was born in 78 ...yup he was a lefty in a Catholic school forced to write with his wrong hand which was his right.
I had a teacher who wanted to force me to start crawling again (I was 7 years old) because according to her me being left handed was proof that something had gotten wrong during early development. My parents were livid and made me change school.
My aunt told me how in the 1980s, some teachers basically bullied left handed kids, or prompted other kids to do it. I started school in 1997, and one of my classmates was left handed. As far as I know, no teacher saw it as a problem, but her parents used to tie her left hand behind her back and make her write with right hand, even after our teacher told them to stop it. They always argued that 'writting with her right hand make her life much easier'. Classmate eventually started to write with her right hand, but her handwritting was always messy. She switched back to left hand when she was teenager.
Ahh, yes the nuns at my mom's catholic school used to beat the lefthandedness out of children with rulers... they also punished my very young uncle for getting dirt on his clothes at recess while being bullied by making him write "I will not get my clothes dirty" 500 times. Poor kid hid in a dog house for 2 days playing sick to get it done... then my mom was punished for covering for him. Truely doing God's work those nuns!!!
Same thing happened to me. And she succeded. To this day, I cannot write with my left, and I get cramps in my right whenever I write a lot. Thanks, Mrs. Duarte...
My late wife born on 1959 and her elder brother, both Brazilian catholics, were lefties and noone bothered them. Different countries, different systems.
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I had left my calculator on my desk in physics class and the teacher took it. I had engraved my initials on it so it was unmistakable. My problem with this was that he always asked me during class if I had my calculator and I told him I still couldn't find it. The end of school year comes around and another student was snooping through his desk and found my calculator. All year that a*****e was giving me a 0 for the day since I didn't have it.
I had a really strict Maths teacher when I was about 13. We had a test one day and I forgot my calculator. I was took scared to say, so I did the entire test without. Test included a few sines and cosines. So for my sins, I did them in my head! I actually managed something like 80-odd percent. I remembered my calculator after that! In the end the teacher didn't turn out to be as strict as all that - he took no nonsense, but he would have let me borrow a calculator - had him for another 5 years and I even went on to do a Special maths exam (something between an A-level and first year degree level) with extra tuition. Have seen him since, and he said he was not sure where his reputation for strictness came from, but he hung onto it, as it kept the class in order. He did a bit of supply teaching after he retired and found it really hard, as the kids didn't know of his prior reputation.
A teacher at my secondary school refused to return a book and pencil case I could see sitting on her windowsill.
Middleschool gym teacher. For the presidential fitness test, i decided i was going to do as many situps as i could without stopping. Made it to 200 before he said "you know i can only mark up to 50, right?"
Couldnt have said something sooner?
And I'm not sure that limit is true either. The chart lists 50 sit-ups as marking the 85th percentile for 12 year old boys, not as the scoring limit
Load More Replies...Not gonna trauma dump the whole story, but my 1st grade teacher stood by the bully classmates who made my school life a nightmare, and she punished me if I dared to fight back. We had to move, because no one higher up the chain would do anything either. We were outsiders after all! I guess they "won," but my parents weren't going to put their kid through further trauma to fight the system.
I meant to put this in the main comments section. Oh well...
Load More Replies...I’ve never heard of 50 being the limit. I’ve seen scores of 80 or higher. That has to be a joke the teacher was making.
Actually, it's not. That's how the fitness tests worked. They didn't take into account the students who were unable to do the tests.
Load More Replies...When I was in third grade, our gym teacher was often mean to Dana, one of my classmates, because Dana had trouble doing a lot of the exercises. Later Dana's family learned that she had a progressive inherited neurological disease. By fourth grade she was in a wheelchair. By fifth grade she no longer attended school. She died when we were in sixth grade. Her younger sister also inherited the disease (I don't know what it was) and died. Their younger brother did not inherit it.
Broke my heart for kids and parents. I am glad brother was saved. What a horror for one family to endure.
High school psychology teacher ”evaluated” me in front of the whole class as ”mentally troubled” and told everyone that I’m ”an undiagnosed ADD-case with 99% certainty”. And because she was a psych teacher, everyone took her word for it.
Yeah, thanks for making everyone think I was mental throughout high school and giving me nagging self-doubts if I really did have ADD for most of my 20s, until I got that medically ruled out.
I wasn’t always the best behaved kid and even back then I understood that, but that was pretty harsh of her.
It's not just harsh, it's extremely unprofessional. If she suspected ADD or any other issues she should have called the parents and suggested they take the kid for an evaluation. This is something we tended to do as psychology students in the first years, we kept seeing diagnostics everywhere, but even as 19-20 year olds we kept the "revelations" to ourselves...
I was diagnosed ADD in the 4th grade - in the 80’s so it was more stigmatized back then. Whenever I didn’t do my homework or did poorly on something, my teacher would ask me in front of the whole class if I had my medication with me. The only thing I learned that year is that I was stupid. Thanks teach.
I grew up in the 80s and now have a daughter with adhd and the way adhd kids are treated now is vastly different then when I was a kid. They were definitely treated like they were dumb, lazy and trouble makers - my adhd husband included. It was incredibly damaging to kids and I am sorry you had to grow through that. We have come a long way but there are still teachers resistant to adhd unfortunately.
Load More Replies...My teacher once told my mum that she should get me checked for dyslexia. It was in the first grade, and we were learning how to read. I was anxious and did not want to read loudly in front of class, and teacher assumed I can't read it. I don't know why, because I did not mix up letters. And even if I did, It was pretty early to judge my reading skills.
My teacher wanted my mum to get me tested for a speech delay because I was new to the school and very shy. Mum mentioned it to my previous teacher and she said 'just get her interested in drama and she will do great' which was true. I still barely spoke up in that class though because the teacher scared me. She once told me off for yawning, assuming I was doing it to make fun of someone!
Load More Replies...So many things disturbing about this post from the psych teacher to thinking ADHD makes you "mental". Not even sure where to begin here...
Inappropriate! It's like diagnosing paralysis if you are told a person can't walk. Could be a broken leg, an injury to a foot, an amputation, whatever. Takes investigation to determine what a person is actually experiencing. And you never diagnose with out express consent or parental consent (or occasionally a court mandate)
I feel ya. As a teen, I spent about three years mistakenly thinking I had an anxiety disorder, since my dad thought I had an anxiety attack when actually I was just really sleep deprived.
One of my high school art classes was called 3D design, which was basically clay, sculpting, and various 3 dimensional art work. On the first day of class my teacher pulled me aside and told me she looked at my schedule which was mostly honors and advanced level classes. She said that because I was clearly such a good student she would grade me on a much harsher scale, and would hear none of my objections that being book smart doesn't translate to artistic abilities. The poor marks I received in that class skewed my GPA.
That teacher was jealous of your capabilities. There's a few teachers like that about. Teachers should have to pass a pych evaluation and you know, maybe not hate kids, to enter the profession. Sadly it seems as though some are just people who did a degree, didn't know what to do next and liked the bursary from the government for becoming a teacher. They stay bitter through all their career.
Some teachers outright despise the grade A students no matter what. When I did my Abitur we had one of those. But his mistake was that he forgot he didn't teach children anymore. He was a brand new teacher in adult education and came from regular school teaching, meaning he was formerly allowed to bully 12-18 year olds, but in adult education in Germany pupils have to have worked fully for at least 3 years, the average age in my class was 25 and all of us were fully insured. So there were no parents to dazzle and no buffer between him and our lawyers if we'd decided to sue. The principal made sure he knew that after the first complaints. He was sacked after just one semester because he couldn't stop his antics and bullying. Being in school as an adult showed me how cruelly my teachers in childhood had hindered me to reach my full potential. Many teachers are amazing, but some are the most horrible bullies who only want to hurt children without consequences
I transferred to a new school in the middle of the first semester. I was placed in 10th grade honors English. The teacher lambasted me for asking a question about research papers saying, "How in the world did you get assigned to my class." She never answered my question. Instead, she told me to figure it out for myself.
I won a toy as a prize in some sort of class raffle, the teacher confiscated it off me forever for playing with it at lunch time in the playground. I was in grade 3.
"...confiscated it off me forever..." Stole it. You mean they stole it.
That's why you draw a raffle at the end of the day. Unless the teacher wants to take it home themself. Edit because I can't brain today.
At my elementary school the raffles were during lunch every Wednesday day.
Load More Replies...Once I was in Kindergarten and my teacher screamed my full name as loud as humanely possible. Turns out, I was the only one in the class doing what she wanted us to do and sent me to the treasure box. I picked out an orange slinky. My bus driver confiscated it away for the entire year because “Charlotte Stackhouse, you bent it! That’s SOOO disrespectful towards me!” I was also really sad that day because my best friend at the time (and still now) shared her candy with a bully instead of me. (The friend is still like that but I’ve known her since I was 2)
I had a teacher confiscate my Polly pocket dolls once cos I had so many and a popular girl wanted them so she said I stole them off her(being poor and feral they took her side), so the teacher took my Polly pockets and gave them to her. I was too scared to tell anyone as a kid cos I was always in trouble and hit and yelled at wether I did anything or not etc
It's horrible so many teachers fail to recognize abused children and only make things worse. : (
Load More Replies...Where were your parents? They should have stepped up and done something about it. I would get it back for my child!
I was wearing the braclet my grandma gave me and my teacher stole it permanently.
I feel you. My teachers started confiscating toys in first grade. It was til the end of the year and sometimes you didn’t get it back
Threatened to hit me when, as a brand new mid-term transfer in Grade 3, I was too scared to speak to ask for her help, so I had tapped her on the arm instead to get her attention. Apparently, that warranted threatening to assault an 8 yo in the 90s.
I had been there less than 2 weeks and had just transferred from a school of 40 to a school of over 200.
My 2nd grade (late 1980's) teacher used to walk around with one of those jumbo marks-a-lot permanent markers and any student who spoke out of turn got rapped on top of the head with it. I only got hit once the whole year but it hurt! I had no idea she wasn't allowed to do that and apparently none of the other kids did either cuz nobody told their parents. Somehow it came up in conversation after the end of the school year and my mom told me if I'd told her she could've put a stop to it. Maybe mention to your kids that teachers, or anyone else isn't allowed to hit them.
My science of foods teacher in 8th grade threatened to send me to the principal's office because I wouldn't tell her what was wrong. I have a severe anxiety disorder and can't talk to people I don't know or say certain things like hello, goodbye, please, and any form of I need help.
The cut off point for getting an A was 80%, so my History teacher gave me 79.9%. He refused to back down, even when my mother put in a complaint to the school, asking what I had done wrong to miss out on 0.1%. He refused to give a reason. Still kind of burns me up when I think of it, because it was so petty.
Signed, a B++ History student.
right, it would be a fair grade if they got 799 out of 1000... that's one LONG exam though!
Load More Replies...I've never heard of 80% as an A. I've heard it the cutoff on a pass/fail, but it's always been considered a B in every school I've been to
80% is way low for an A. In my class 79.9% would get you a C minus.
Load More Replies...I think it was one assignment that needed to be 80% so the overall mark would be an A.
Load More Replies...I've been given an explanation for that, from a university lecturer. It's common to grade a failing student just under the pass mark so that if they excel in some other subject then the failing mark won't hold them back.
OP wasn't a failing student. He was denied the best grade.
Load More Replies...I missed out on a first in my degree by a similar margin. I like to think it was because the professor moderating my final year project didn't understand what I had achieved. Particularly as one of the students that did get a first said he couldn't have managed to do what I did. It probably came down to my presentation making it sound too easy. Believe me, dissassembling and compiling machine code (and I mean 1s and 0s, not assembler) is definitely NOT easy!!!! Signed a 2:1 Computer Science graduate.
Why would you need to work with direct binary? Even if making your own cpu, it's probably quicker to develop your own assembly and assembler. Genuine question, junior year of BsCs here
Load More Replies...Had a teacher tell me my project was late (it wasn't). I got barely a C. I had bronchitis and had to stay home for two weeks. The project was do the week after I got back. Told me to stop complining or I'd get a 0. He also let another student unhook my bra and grope my breasts all during class for two years. My school worships him. Also sent d**k pics to minor students, got off on those charges.
What, 80% gets an A now?! Used to be 90%, no wonder there are 2 dozen Valedictorians in high school graduating classes these days. We had ONE.
She told me to get the hell out of her classroom because I forgot to get something signed by my mom. She then marked me as truant and played dumb when the principal got involved.
That teacher deserved to get publicly fired and endure the Walk if Shame in front of the whole school.
Never gave my art a higher grade than a B+. Even though she asked me every year if she could hold my art back, to show everyone how to correctly apply a technique or what she wanted from everyone else that next year. Not good enough for an A, but this is perfect and it's what I want everyone to do. Which is it then? B***h.
she obviously was jealous. think about it for a second, she gives you a B instead of your well deserved A AND wants to use your work as an example instead as her owns
There is more than technique in arts. But i get why it ´d hurt.
Had an art professor in college (she was still working on her degree) give me a B bc she thought my art was "redundant"... I portrayed animals photo-realistically. All she EVER drew or painted were southern Baptist women singing in church wearing large hats.
My art "teacher" did not like how I sculpted my mushroom out of clay. We had a 4x smash and redo. I said screw it the last time and told her to fire it as a lump. I of course got an f and a long lecture on obeying a teacher. ( I made a domed top mushroom, she wanted a flat top... I guess mine looked more like a magic one that made her nervous.)
My favorite was the art teacher who would write your grade in giant Trump-sized marker - over the top of your artwork. Less rewarding to see a big old A grade when it's drawn over almost the entirety of a poster-sized piece of artwork you spent two weeks on.
I had this too 😂 best part was, I did my friends assignment for art one day in a few minutes before the class started so she wouldn’t fail. The teacher marked my work (which too a week to draw) a D and gave my friend an A- for the shittiest work I’ve ever drawn, I confronted her and she never gave me a s**t grade again all year
I had an art teacher in high school that took my own personal work (a really detailed and one of my best X-men pieces of Electra) and claimed there was no possible way I did the work and she was confiscating it. It wasn't even for a class project, it was my own piece of work for myself that I did a little bit every day for a week during lunch, study hall and math. This was 27 or 28 years ago and it still burns me.
Had a teacher who repeatedly dress-coded me for things that weren't even in the rulebook. B***h had the audacity to call it "water under the bridge" when I confronted her years later as an adult. No, b***h, it's *not* water under the bridge. You don't get to mistreat someone and call it "water under the bridge." That phrase is reserved solely for victims who have decided to forgive their abusers, and I dont forgive grown adults who bully children. She actively disrupted my education by sending me out of the classroom multiple times just because she doesn't like goth kids or the clothes they wear. The only skin exposed was my face and hands - this was during my *Tripps and a hoodie even in summer* phase.
I wish that as an adult I could talk with the teachers and administrators who bullied me with the dress code, starting when I was 11 years old and developed breasts before the rest of my class. It was hot and there was no AC so I was taken out of class and had the straps of my shirt sleeves measured nearly daily, even though my mother never bought any tank or tee with less than two inch shoulder straps. All because some adults felt eleven-year-old me was “flaunting” my new breasts by wearing “skimpy” shirts. Fücking perverts
As a fellow early developer, I’m so sorry they did that to you
Load More Replies...I’m very smug because in a fit of righteous rage following the worlds most buIIshit “warm weather dress code reminder,” I put together a petition, got roughly 80% of the students at the school to sign it, and successfully negotiated for an updated dress code. Some key points: dress code must be easily accessible both on the school website, and on paper in the office, of a student is dress coded, the teacher/administrator must show that the dress code explicitly prohibits the thing they’ve been coded for, and I knocked down the severity from “shorts and skirt fingertip length, straps 4 fingers thick” to “all shirts must have straps and backs, and you can’t have any underwear or private parts showing” with a specific clause allowing bra straps, just not the actual bra. I still have the google doc somewhere. Edit: oh yeah and if they have visual examples for do/don’t they have to have an equal number of male and female pictures, because there was not one single boy on the slides they showed us.
Wow, that's amazing! You're a hero to your school!
Load More Replies...I messaged one of my nightmare grade school teachers on Facebook once--nothing bad at all, just a hi how are you--and she blocked me IMMEDIATELY.
Dress code Nazis are the WORST! And especially when the athletics kids can get away with just about anything they want to dress-wise... And otherwise.. HATED that part of high school.
Math b***h decided to take me to one task, I had to solve it in front of my whole class. I did, I was pretty confident the answer was correct.
Then she checked it, went full crazy mode and made fun of me for about 5 minutes, called me silly words and rewarded with juicy bad grade.
Then she proceeded to show my class how it should be done.
She did it exactly the same, just like I did 5 minutes earlier.
Some of my classmates told her about it.
She was like “oh, y’all distracted me”.
She never spoke to me directly after that
There are some people who really need a couple of nice toads in the purse.......
Ooof, reminds me of an awful HS math teacher I had who humiliated me for NOT doing a 1 step equation in *six* steps. Yes, you read that correctly. He made every semester absolutely hellacious for me and failed me repeatedly, til I got transferred to another teacher's class (and passed with a B!).
That'll get points deducted from your exams in engineering school. Every step shown are worth pts
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I was about 9 years old and she wrote our language's word for "ceremony" on the blackboard. She spelled it with an S, like "seremoni", and I raised my hand and asked if the word should not in fact be spelled with a C. She argued that she was quite sure it actually was an S, and wouldn't back down, even though I was absolutely sure (I read a lot of books as a kid and had read the word in my native language multiple times). Of course I looked it up after the class, and it turned out I was right. Still haven't forgotten, 20 years later. I guess she didn't want to lose face in front of a bunch of kids.
Bruh. My year 5 teacher congratulated us when we corrected her mistakes
My woodwind instructor in college reamed me a new one when i corrected him in front of the whole class. He was teaching everyone how to teach their students how to hold an oboe. He was a trombone player. He was clueless on oboe.
Okay? the teacher argued with the OP, yes, but they didn´t punish OP in any way, so being so hung up on this?
That's the Norwegian word for "ceremony", actually, and now I'm curious which language they meant when writing "our language's word for"...
Son's teacher: "He corrected me in front of the entire class!" Me: "Was he rude?" Her: "Well he was interrupting." Me: "Were you giving the other students incorrect information?" Her: "That's hardly the point." Me: "Seems like the exact point of an education. Would he have had an opportunity to point out an error *without* it being an interruption? If he had waited longer, would he have had the chance? Perhaps even to tell you quietly so that you could save face?" Her: "My teaching isn't a two-sided conversation! I'm teaching; they're listening." Me: "As you're 'teaching' incorrect information, I think we might be getting to the root of the problem, here."
Math teacher asked the class a question, I confidently put my hand up and gave what I thought was the correct answer. Teacher looks at me and says “Not everything has to be a joke Mark”. That truly crushed my spirit and I never put my hand up to answer another question all year.
Adults really need to learn that the little things they do that seem inconsequential mean a lot to kids and that kids will remember what happened for years
I'd really have to know Mark's previous history of answers. But even if he deserved it, I would have done in private. For one thing, I found such conversations with my students were much more effective that way.
Playing devil's advocate here, the only time I've seen a teacher make such a statement, is when dealing with a problem student who has a habit of answering every single question with some asinine joke of some description. For a teacher to say that, it strikes me as one who is very frustrated with the student, and the administration, as you'd fully expect the principal or headmaster to step into such a situation when asked and discipline the student.
When I was 6, my teacher told me: "Put your hand down, ContreKems. I know you know the answer" while rolling her eyes. Never raised my hand AGAIN for like a decade.
There were a few from this one teacher but two things stand the most. 1. Gave me a 0 on a test because my pencil broke. She wouldn't let me sharpen it, or use another pencil. "You should have been prepared" was her reasoning. 2. Would make fun of me for getting an answer wrong. Other students would get a simple "no" if they answered wrong, while I would get scolded and 'talked to' for 5 minutes about how I'm so dumb.
That last part drives me bonkers. Any teacher who vocalizes “you’re so dumb” should be instantly fired. I once had an awful math teacher who would abuse my classmates like this. She fawned over the the straight A students like me, but would hit and yell at the struggling students who would answer incorrectly. Her favorite was “you are so stupid.” I’d never seen anything like it. Apparently neither had my parents. When I told them what was going on they forced the school to “retire” the abusive woman.
Thank you for reporting it. I’m sure your classmates were also glad to see her go.
Load More Replies...We moved a lot as a kid so I experienced the full spectrum of horrible to inspiring teachers. The worst was Mrs. Cheryl Mongold at New Vienna Elementary, my reading and writing teacher. She openly mocked kids for not knowing how to read and would then refuse to help them. She required us to write exactly 1/2 page every day in a journal then would make fun of what you wrote to the class or call you a liar. If you wrote one line more or less than 1/2 a page, you had to redo it during lunch. The last month of class, she had each of us write an essay of what we wanted to be when we grew up. She made several kids cry by telling them they were too stupid, lazy, or poor to ever reach their dream. She was the leading cause of illiteracy in a small farming community.
I had a math teacher tell me I was dumb in fourth grade because I was having a hard time understanding fractions. It ruined me for math; I still struggle today. It's like my brain locks up and all I can hear is someone telling me I'm dumb.
Why the heck couldn't you sharpen your pencil? That's beyond stupid of them
Punch getting loaded up. Now all I need is the persons zip code, address, retirement home apartment, and some spray paint
She wasted both her own and the entire class's time with those 5-minute mini-'lectures.'
Art teacher tore up a painting of mine because he said I didn’t follow instructions. We were told to paint an underwater scene. I did, but used a lot of orange and red tones and explained that my underwater scene just wasn’t where water looks blue. He didn’t like my answer and tore it up.
During a student teaching program in college, I was assigned to a kindergarten teacher. She was very old, and incredibly mean and had no business being around young children. She was having the kids color leprechauns for the bulletin board outside her class. They were printed coloring pages--each kid was coloring the same image. One kid was coloring her leprechaun purple. The teacher lost her mind and went off on that child in front of everyone. I witnessed a child's expression and creativity (and probably love of art) get squashed right then and there.
At my Christian school, I got marked down because my drawing of the front sanctuary of my church was wrong. As in how it was built/setup wasn’t biblically correct. I drew it pretty well. It just wasn’t what her denomination deemed correct.
Not ‘biblically correct’? What the hell. Do they believe their building came from the higher entity? 😂😂😂
Load More Replies...I'm sure Picasso would have failed a number of assignments if he ignored the instructions and painted however he liked. It's one thing to have a "style" it's another to ignore instructions when you're being tasked with a specific project. "Paint this in an impressionist style" but you paint it cubist for example.
Load More Replies...My 5th grade teacher ripped up an assignment of mine because I drew on it, we were supposed to draw on it. It was in the instructions.
She gave me detention for chewing gum. I didn’t even enter the classroom when she did this. She smelled mint from my mouth when I said good morning back to her
Apparently that doesn't exist in the teachers brain
Load More Replies...when I was in 8th grade I developed a habit of chewing on little pieces of paper. We couldn't chew gum because the whole school was carpeted. A teacher who wasn't even mine told me to spit the gum into her hand, so she got a slobbery spitball right in her bare palm. she was not happy, but I didn't get in trouble because it wasn't gum.
That doesn’t even make sense, even if they did actually have gum, which they clearly did not, in my school, if you have gum you’re given warning first and just have to spit it out, you only get a referral if you’re constantly chewing gum when you know you’re not supposed to
In grade 4 my teacher kept making me redo my printing sheets because my handwriting wasn't neat. Eventually I asked him why he didn't make any of the boys redo their sheets because they had messy handwriting too. I still remember the look of shock on his face but didn't understand the significance at the time because I was just genuinely asking. I don't remember what he said afterwards other than the fact that I didn't find his answer satisfying.
I had the same problem with cursive - all the teachers INSISTED on assignments being written in cursive, then whined they couldn't read it. These days, I would tell them straight up, "You want it in cursive, or you want it legible. Pick one."
This strikes me as sexist. Like, boys are supposed to have messy handwriting and girls are supposed to have neat handwriting.
Definitely antiquated thinking. Girls should learn the ladylike "gentle" arts while boys just need to learn how to grunt and scratch themselves.
Load More Replies...i have a problem with this kinda, my dad had a REALLY bad childhood/teen years so his handwriting is absolute s**t. one time he signed a form for me bc my mom was in the hospital and when I gave it to the teacher she laughed in my face and threw the paper at me. b***h better be glad my dad isn't aa lawer...
I was a kid in the 60s. Writing both cursive and print was subjects to be learned, just like reading and arithmetic. A skill is a skill and you never know when it will be needed.
This is sick. I’ve heard a lot of stories of sexism, but this is new
The c**t made a point of belittling me every single day for a year because my interests were different from the mainstream in a small town. Nothing whacky either, I was into pop culture (like nina turtles and simpsons, etc) in a place where there was no culture outside football for boys or netball (or just being quiet) for girls. I'm over 40 now, and I still go back to that town a few times a year, and that old prick is lucky I haven't got my revenge now that the tables of relative strength have turned. Also, he used to wave his mushroom d**k around in the change rooms when we had swimming carivals. Like every time.
“Also, he used to wave his mushroom d**k around in the change rooms when we had swimming carivals.” huh?!
And the fact that this was mentioned almost as an afterthought, a sort of post script for the rest of the anecdote, implies that OP has either blocked out the more sinister details of what this predator was doing, or that they were conditioned to normalize the behaviors by said predator. There is no logical progression from "he didn't like my TMNT shirts and used to embarrass me and I'm still salty about it" to "oh yeah and he also had a habit of exposing his genìtals to us kids". That's what grooming looks like in action.
Load More Replies...Sticking out as a kid in a small town pretty much traumatized me for life. Pretty much same reasons, didn't like sports or what everyone was into. Seemed pointless for everyone to be into the same things. I just wanted to build stuff/make things and read.
Same here, but I didn't live in a small town. It was back when everyone was super obsessed with Harry Potter. I wasn't. And some of my teachers hated me for it. It's funny how in school, they taught us to love and get along with people despite differences, yet they would hate someone just for having different interests.
Load More Replies...So he was an azzhat and a pervert. the locker room antics should be investigated - many a pervert started out with it was only a joke. Personally I would have him investigated as a pedo.- go through proper channels though.
I think the last part needs a little more back story. Teachers shouldn't be waving their d***s, mushroom shaped or otherwise around students. whats a carival
when i was in 7th grade my history teacher sent me to the headmaster’s room because i was DRAWING. (he never sent people out of the classroom even if they were in their cellphones + another kid was drawing RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, he saw it and didn’t do anything)
The PE teacher who didn't believe me when I broke my finger in class.
I mean, you know. But you know.
Same when i strained my wrist during PE at warmup. Teacher said i could refuse to throw the damn discus, but i would get a 0. 14YO complied, resulting in a poor throw and a now serious strain.
I hyperextend my knee once after running into another kid in 6th grade (basically my knee bent sideways). I limped to the bleachers and sat for a moment. She looked at me and sarcastically said "are you going to be ok?" I'm 44 now and still have problems with it.
Ugh. In 7th grade my world was shattered when I had to quit dancing for a year after repeatedly spraining my knees for no apparent reason. It turned out that I have a defect in my knees where only half the cartilage behind the patella is present, a half moon shape as opposed to a full circle. By the time puberty began and my growth plates were closing, my kneecaps were pulling inward towards each other, resulting in many sprained knees and lots of pain. I had to relearn how to walk correctly in PT and was in corrective braces for months. When I handed my doctors note to my gym teacher excusing me from class for a few weeks, she gave me a look of pure asshàttery and declared, "This isn't even a real thing" and sent me to the gym floor. To play deck hockey. Still wearing my braces.
My teacher was making us learn what arguments are. She said something along the lines of "Let's say the debate is about death penalty. One could say 'I'm opposed to it because it's illegal' ". So I raised my hand and said "But this isn't argument, it's the point of the debate, choosing if it should be legal or not". She smirked and said "...ok?" and the class laughed. Still bitter about it.
Teacher could say so many different things (I'm very anti death penalty) but chose the worst. Then the child points it out and makes the kid feel stupid. I'm getting more and more frustrated reading these but
Uh I’m pro death penalty only because even if someone has life in prison, doesn’t mean there still dangerous to the other people in the prison.. also I’m kinda into criminology and I want to be a forensic psychologist so that also plays in part to my point of view.
Not the teacher, the school. When I was 8. I built a legit, fully functional robot for the science fair. In the early 80s. Not to brag but it was nice. I took parts from two remote controlled cars, PVC pipe for the arms, an upside down small trash bin for the body, etc. I lost to some a*****e kid that built the (non-working) generic Apollo model rocket that every kid builds. His dad was probably the judge. Louisiana is stupid.
When I was 8, I built a scale model of the Lunar Excursion Module but it didn't win the science fair. I had help from my grandfather, who was an Aviation Engineer at Grumman and had worked on the Apollo Missions all throughout the 1960s, including building parts of the LEM itself. The winner was a kid named Terrence who made a plaster cast of a human femur, with the femoral head bisected to show the marrow, and which smelled suspiciously like an open àss sandwich. I remember it well.
I finally have a story for this type of question - two, in fact! 1 - my art teacher told me, and my parents, that I had absolutely no talent in art. I loved art, I loved being creative. She said this during a parent teacher interview, which she called to tell my parents exactly that. Then, she waxed poetic about how amazing my brother was at art. It’s been 15 years, but I still hear that every time I try to draw. I miss it, but it’s always in my mind. 2 - I was called to a meeting by the school guidance councillor to inform me that the school believed I was too stupid to go to uni. I didn’t have the best marks, true, but I tried my best, and being told that I was too dumb to do what I planned to do basically made me stop trying. Jokes on them, though - I ended up going to uni as a mature age student and I now have a bachelor of IT!
as a university instructor, i see the mental anguish my students experienced as children affect them as adults. before i became a teacher, i took quiet notes about how NOT to act with students. god these stories make me angry and sad.
I had a teacher that assigned us a family tree assignment. I didn't know anyone from my dad's family, he had walked out when I was 2, and my mom was in prison so I couldn't ask her. So after class I pulled her aside, and explained the situation. Told her if I did my family tree it would only be half done, but I would be more than happy to do my mother's family tree so I could complete the assignment. Her response? "No you have to do yours, and if it's only half done you only get 50% credit". I went to the principal over that. I was a mostly A student, and she was literally penalizing me for having messed up parents. The principal made her let me do my mom's. But she hated me the rest of the year.
I still remember when I was six, I was ill but the teacher wouldn't call my parents. I was hanging on for break, hoping being outside would help. But she told me if I was so ill I couldn't go on break either. And left little six year old me all alone in the classroom. Where two other teachers found me after hearing crying and after I told them I was ill and not aloud out, they called my dad, who came to pick me up. I remember how relieved I was when I puked at the end of the school-playarea, so I wouldn't have to worry about my dad believing me. A six year old should not be worried about being believed when ill
I was about 16 and it was my creative writing teacher. I wrote about how there were a group of doctors, colleagues, camping together and one of them injured themselves with lots of lucid dreaming he didn't realize he was (told from his perspective) and at the end perspective changed to when they pulled the life support plug. I got a D. Why did I get a D? BECAUSE A GROUP OF DOCTORS CAMPING TOGETHER WASN'T REALISTIC. Not cause I wrote horribly, no, cause she didn't believe that a group of doctors camped together. The assignment never even had a requirement of realism ... IT WAS CREATIVE WRITING!! This was like 20 years ago and I still get so freaking upset. Poor excise for an educator. A D?! Maybe an A- or B (as per my writing skills up to that point) if she didn't agree or some such ... BUT AN ALMOST FAILING GRADE CAUSE SHE COULD NOT COMPREHEND COLLEAGUES CAMPING TOGETHER! Eugh. Rage. Idiot.
This is infuriating. The absolute best thing about creative writing is that there are zero rules. You can do anything. Toys don't come to life and have meetings that are led by a cowboy, but someone wrote a story about some that do. People don't hitchhike through the galaxy with towels, but someone wrote a book about people who do. A time lord doesn't actually travel around in a police box-- There are so many wonderful, fantastical, would never really happen stories and your teacher marked you down because people who happen to share the same profession going camping together is just too crazy of an idea to be real? Jfc....
Load More Replies...This stressed me out. I suffered through secondary school because one bullying teacher didn't like my mother. The reason she didn't like my mother was because this teacher had driven into her in an otherwise empty car park and had to pay for repairs to my mother's parked car. The pettiness and power play some adults engage in with children is ridiculous.
Wait, the teacher was the cause of the accident and that made them not like your mom and by transference you? Jeez!
Load More Replies...I was in kindergarten. We were practicing writing numbers. Teacher came around. WENT off on me because I didn't loop my 2..."looks like a Z with a hook" I couldn't loop my 2...she put me in the "timeout box" Three plywood boxes that formed a cube. I had to remain in there til I could loop my 2. Yes..I did start to cry.
My mom died two days after I turned 14. She had a been sick, but nothing to that level. It was Thursday. My dad flew back from across the country, moved three kids into his one bedroom apartment and had her funeral on Sunday. When I was at school Monday, I told my teachers why I missed school (my dad had already called the office) and I got a lot of understanding... except from my physical sciences teacher. He said he needed a note for my absence, I said my mom died, he said he still needed a note or it would be marked unexcused. He never got one and I have nothing but evil thoughts for him.
My French teacher in HS was also my homeroom teacher. She had her pupils whom she loved, but if she didn't like you... oh boy... In front of the whole class she called you lazy, stupid, told you that you're not going to achieve anything, and many other things like that. She failed me in the same test six times in a row - interestingly, every time I lacked *exactly* 4 points to pass, and to this day I'm sure that I shouldn't fail some of them. Every term she threatened that she'll make me repeat year 'cause of my bad performance -and then I had 78% on important national exam. Since year 1 I wanted to transfer from language-profiled class to biology-profiled but she didn't let me which screwed my chances to study in my prefered field. Funnily enough, there were two suicides in two consecutive years she was a homeroom teacher. She still works in that high school to this day as she's buddy-buddy with headmistress.
I finally have a story for this type of question - two, in fact! 1 - my art teacher told me, and my parents, that I had absolutely no talent in art. I loved art, I loved being creative. She said this during a parent teacher interview, which she called to tell my parents exactly that. Then, she waxed poetic about how amazing my brother was at art. It’s been 15 years, but I still hear that every time I try to draw. I miss it, but it’s always in my mind. 2 - I was called to a meeting by the school guidance councillor to inform me that the school believed I was too stupid to go to uni. I didn’t have the best marks, true, but I tried my best, and being told that I was too dumb to do what I planned to do basically made me stop trying. Jokes on them, though - I ended up going to uni as a mature age student and I now have a bachelor of IT!
as a university instructor, i see the mental anguish my students experienced as children affect them as adults. before i became a teacher, i took quiet notes about how NOT to act with students. god these stories make me angry and sad.
I had a teacher that assigned us a family tree assignment. I didn't know anyone from my dad's family, he had walked out when I was 2, and my mom was in prison so I couldn't ask her. So after class I pulled her aside, and explained the situation. Told her if I did my family tree it would only be half done, but I would be more than happy to do my mother's family tree so I could complete the assignment. Her response? "No you have to do yours, and if it's only half done you only get 50% credit". I went to the principal over that. I was a mostly A student, and she was literally penalizing me for having messed up parents. The principal made her let me do my mom's. But she hated me the rest of the year.
I still remember when I was six, I was ill but the teacher wouldn't call my parents. I was hanging on for break, hoping being outside would help. But she told me if I was so ill I couldn't go on break either. And left little six year old me all alone in the classroom. Where two other teachers found me after hearing crying and after I told them I was ill and not aloud out, they called my dad, who came to pick me up. I remember how relieved I was when I puked at the end of the school-playarea, so I wouldn't have to worry about my dad believing me. A six year old should not be worried about being believed when ill
I was about 16 and it was my creative writing teacher. I wrote about how there were a group of doctors, colleagues, camping together and one of them injured themselves with lots of lucid dreaming he didn't realize he was (told from his perspective) and at the end perspective changed to when they pulled the life support plug. I got a D. Why did I get a D? BECAUSE A GROUP OF DOCTORS CAMPING TOGETHER WASN'T REALISTIC. Not cause I wrote horribly, no, cause she didn't believe that a group of doctors camped together. The assignment never even had a requirement of realism ... IT WAS CREATIVE WRITING!! This was like 20 years ago and I still get so freaking upset. Poor excise for an educator. A D?! Maybe an A- or B (as per my writing skills up to that point) if she didn't agree or some such ... BUT AN ALMOST FAILING GRADE CAUSE SHE COULD NOT COMPREHEND COLLEAGUES CAMPING TOGETHER! Eugh. Rage. Idiot.
This is infuriating. The absolute best thing about creative writing is that there are zero rules. You can do anything. Toys don't come to life and have meetings that are led by a cowboy, but someone wrote a story about some that do. People don't hitchhike through the galaxy with towels, but someone wrote a book about people who do. A time lord doesn't actually travel around in a police box-- There are so many wonderful, fantastical, would never really happen stories and your teacher marked you down because people who happen to share the same profession going camping together is just too crazy of an idea to be real? Jfc....
Load More Replies...This stressed me out. I suffered through secondary school because one bullying teacher didn't like my mother. The reason she didn't like my mother was because this teacher had driven into her in an otherwise empty car park and had to pay for repairs to my mother's parked car. The pettiness and power play some adults engage in with children is ridiculous.
Wait, the teacher was the cause of the accident and that made them not like your mom and by transference you? Jeez!
Load More Replies...I was in kindergarten. We were practicing writing numbers. Teacher came around. WENT off on me because I didn't loop my 2..."looks like a Z with a hook" I couldn't loop my 2...she put me in the "timeout box" Three plywood boxes that formed a cube. I had to remain in there til I could loop my 2. Yes..I did start to cry.
My mom died two days after I turned 14. She had a been sick, but nothing to that level. It was Thursday. My dad flew back from across the country, moved three kids into his one bedroom apartment and had her funeral on Sunday. When I was at school Monday, I told my teachers why I missed school (my dad had already called the office) and I got a lot of understanding... except from my physical sciences teacher. He said he needed a note for my absence, I said my mom died, he said he still needed a note or it would be marked unexcused. He never got one and I have nothing but evil thoughts for him.
My French teacher in HS was also my homeroom teacher. She had her pupils whom she loved, but if she didn't like you... oh boy... In front of the whole class she called you lazy, stupid, told you that you're not going to achieve anything, and many other things like that. She failed me in the same test six times in a row - interestingly, every time I lacked *exactly* 4 points to pass, and to this day I'm sure that I shouldn't fail some of them. Every term she threatened that she'll make me repeat year 'cause of my bad performance -and then I had 78% on important national exam. Since year 1 I wanted to transfer from language-profiled class to biology-profiled but she didn't let me which screwed my chances to study in my prefered field. Funnily enough, there were two suicides in two consecutive years she was a homeroom teacher. She still works in that high school to this day as she's buddy-buddy with headmistress.
