A good teacher can do so much more than explain math or grammar; they spark curiosity, cheer you on, and sometimes change your life without even realizing it. They’re the reason some students look forward to school every day.
But let’s be real, not every teacher fits that bill. Some make school feel more like a horror movie than a place to learn. Curious, someone on Reddit asked, “What’s the worst thing a teacher has done or said to you or someone else?” And wow, the replies did not disappoint. Bored Panda rounded up some of the most jaw-dropping responses. Get ready to cringe, gasp, and maybe remember a story or two of your own.
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My glasses broke in fourth grade. It was manageable bc I sat pretty close to the front. My teacher asked me several times when I was getting new ones and all I could say was idk. One day, she moved me to the back of the room. Couldn’t see the board from back there. She stopped saying what to do out loud and told us the problems we needed to do were on the board. Told the girl next to me she better not tell me what the board said, if I wanted to know my parents needed to get me new glasses.
I’d try and sharpen my pencil or get a tissue or something so I could sneak a look. The girl next to me would write down what it said in the board and slip it to me, that way I know what math problems to do or what pages to read.
I was ten. I couldn’t force my parents to get me new glasses. Money was tight. She was an awful teacher.
Once time a girl slammed my fingers in a desk, on purpose. She saw it and ignored it. I was a good kid. I never got in trouble and was always well behaved. Idk why she had it out for me.
@Gdawg: I feel really disappointed in you! We as women should stand together! I honestly doesn't get how you can spew such vile! You almost sound like an insecure man who got easily insulted by the most ridiculous BS! I mean, honestly... would a real man care about pronouns?! Certainly not 🤗
Load More Replies...That's child abuse. How can they be so clueless as to why new glasses didn't magically appear? That would rightly have been a sacking offence had the child found the right person to report it to!
Today it's child abuse. When I was a kid it was just called "tough love". A lot of my teachers were like this. I remember when I was 8, I got jumped by a group of older boys at school. They beat me bloody in the hall. I ended up getting in trouble for 1: being late to return to class, and 2: not defending myself. The kids who beat me got into no trouble at all.
Load More Replies...She only became a teacher because the Spanish I*********n wasn't hiring. Seriously? BP is censoring I N Q U I S I T I O N?
We had a child in Grade 5 during the pandemic who couldn't see the screen/board unless he was sitting with his nose against it. We begged and pleaded with his parents to get him glasses. We pointed out that SpecSavers would do eye tests for free if your child was under 12 (he was 10). Nothing. And it wasn't like they didn't have a way to get him there - there's a mall half a k from our school with a SpecSavers. I think the parents were just in denial and hoping he'd magically be able to see one day. He left our school the next year and he still had never gotten glasses.
My eyesight stated getting progressively worse in 8th grade, so I moved to the front of the class to see the board better. That only helped for a while, and eventually I could hardly see the board at all. A teacher noticed what was happening and took me to the principle's office so they could call my mom and make arrangements for an eye exam. Got glasses two days later. I'll always be grateful to the teacher who took the time to help me.
Teachers who blame the child for something they have no control over shouldn't be teachers. I provide support to different students, which sometimes entails me pushing into a classroom to help. One teacher would routinely shout & make fun of a kid for being late when their parents drove them in. Dude, the kid is in 1st grade & can't control their parents. Stop it!
My husband and I do not have vision coverage through our insurance. It costs about $1500 for his glasses and contacts with our self paid vision. He should have an upgrade every year but we can't afford that now that I hit 50's and need glasses. How do people get eye care and glasses for kids in the USA when it's not covered under medical? Both my husband and i were lucky as kids because our dads were union workers and we had everything covered. Trust me, we were not rich. Looking back there were xmas and other holidays that weren't like other people's.
How does it cost $1500? I guess it depends on how many months of contacts you order.
Load More Replies...I always give extra support to students that I can tell are having a more difficult time at home. That could be financial, emotional or whatever. You can usually tell. I can’t imagine ever being cruel to a child. Even though this was obviously years ago, I can still feel this persons pain in their writing. I’m so sorry they went through this.
Sounds like my third grade teacher. She had it out for me and a friend all year!
3rd grade. Everyone had to spend the day with their faces on the desk, your forehead and nose had to literally touch the desk unless she was speaking directly to you or you were doing a worksheet.
F**k you Mrs.Knight. Your husband died just to get away from you.
I (teacher) sincerely apologise for all the absolutely horrific teachers I read about here. Some people are just not meant to be in that profession.
That must of been terrible. I was lucky to have great teachers from k through 5, with the exception of 1st Schentzel. She was a dam n**i. My state is really focusing $ into early childhood education and we have such a shortage of teachers. It is in the state budget so it should not be effected by trumps cuts to our initiatives. But there is such a shortage of people who want to teach.
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I got in trouble for saying Chad was a country.
Lol, I got in-school-suspension in Middle School because I contradicted my teacher. She said "the greatest thing about America is that anyone can be president" (this was in 1991). I said "I can't be president because I wasn't born here". I wasn't wrong though.
No, Chads are in Florida. They were those little squares of paper messing up the ballots being processed in 2000.
In a Cinemasins parody for Yakko's world: Yakko: "N***r" the guy: "That's racist" and the comments: "N***r isn't racist, it's the country's name"
I got in trouble at age 6 for drawing a realistic cow with an udder. My teacher was horrified and scolded me and made me go sit in the corner for the rest of the day. My mother got called in and we sat with the teacher, who produced the (rather good) drawing and demanded, "Where is you child learning these nasty things?!" My mother -- who grew up on a farm -- looked at the drawing, looked at the teacher, and then said "What's wrong with you? Haven't you ever seen a cow before? Where do you think cow's milk comes from?" She went to complain to the principal for having her time wasted and for me having a teacher too stupid to know what a cow's udder is. One of the best (and few) early school experiences ever.
Don't tell your teacher that Tyrone is a county in Ireland. The combination might be too much to handle.
I wonder what would have happened, had you told them that it's next door to N***r.
My daughter was in 1st grade and I had to correct the teacher's spelling list she sent home. nat for gnat for example.
Chad is the perfect beach holiday destination. First you have Lake Chad, and the rest of the country is beach
As kids, many of us spent most of our weekdays in school, more than we probably realized at the time. According to The Science Survey, the average student spends about 1,260 hours a year with their teachers. That’s almost 8 full weeks, side by side, every single year. It’s clear that teachers don’t just assign homework, they play a major role in shaping lives. Their presence, good or bad, can leave a lasting impression far beyond the classroom.
To understand this better, Bored Panda spoke with Sanjog Patil, an Assistant Professor in Mumbai who teaches at Thakur College of Engineering and Technology. With years of experience behind him, Patil shared his thoughts on what makes a teacher truly great and what doesn’t. From classroom attitudes to lasting influence, he explained it all with insight and heart. Because sometimes, it's not the subject that sticks with us, it’s the person who taught it. And small moments with teachers often grow into lifelong memories.
One of my teachers gave us a writing assignment on what it means to be Australian. I wasn't born here so I asked "What if we're not Australian?". Her response? "Well, maybe you should go back to where you came from". Then went on a pretty racist rant about immigrants.
I mentioned this during dinner that night. My Dad called the principal to told him he's going to be at the school at 8:30am and to have my teacher in his office for a meeting. I got called into that meeting to give my side of the story, it was super awkward. My Dad pretty much put my teacher in her place, she was f*****g squirming. This teacher hated me from the get go but all of a sudden was asking all nice. I'm sure she was doing it out of interest and not because the principal was right in front of her.
I had a customer that told me "I should go back to where I came from" when I worked in retail. He had a distinctive Russian accent. I grew up in Australia, so I have an Australian accent (surprise!), and proceeded to tell him where to go; I think my response was "go back to Russia and don't come back here. How long have you been here? I've lived here all my life." (For the record, I'm adopted from South Korea. So obviously I don't *look* traditionally Aussie. But when I open my mouth, yeah, I'm as Aussie bogan as they come.) His wife apologised to me for her racist husband. I forgave, but I don't forget. People that use the “you should go back to where you came from" deserve a special place in hell as far as I'm concerned.
Honestly, I can think of ONE situation in which "maybe you should go back to where you came from" is acceptable. If a person comes to a country by their own FREE choice (not a "must" but a "want") and then they COMPLAIN about EVERYTHING in the country they chose to go to. If the new country turns out to be so disappointing, they should just file their time there as an experience and go back where they think things are better.
Load More Replies...That's rich from a country which is almost completely populated by immigrants. I would have asked her what crime her grandfather committed to have the pleasure of a new life down under!
I had a lot of experiences like this going to school in the United States as an immigrant. Nobody ever told me to "go back where I came from" (at least none of the teachers, though plenty of the parents). But I did hear a lot of "well you won't be able to understand this level of math". And "this will be too complicated for you because you don't speak English" (I very much did speak English). FWIW, I am now a research software engineer in the field of Machine Learning. I had a teacher accuse me of cheating on a standardized test because "I'm sorry but nobody from there is going to do that well on the SATs". I was forced to retake the SATs in a room by myself being watched by a panel, and ended up scoring higher than my original score. D*cks. I'm a Brazilian btw, but most of my teachers called me one of Mexican, Puerto Rican, or El Salvadorian, depending on which group they had mostly heard about.
That's an impressive 'fụck you' to that school. Good for you!
Load More Replies...If the teacher is white she probably has ancestors who came to Australia from the UK, or some other European country. What right does she have to tell anyone to "go back where they came from?" None. Australia is exactly like the usa in this aspect, everyone is a descendant of an immigrant unless they're part of the indigenous populations.
I had a teacher who decided I was her enemy because I refused to pledge allegiance to the flag (USA). I was like.... I'm not American, I'm British, and also this is f*cking weird. I'm not pledging allegiance to a foreign flag.
"What it means to be an Australian" sounds like a more imaginative topic to write on if you're not one. Of course, if you are an Australian, a maximum length must be strictly enforced.
Middle school history class. My family was homeless, and moved around a lot while my parents tried their damnedest to find a solid spot to land. Basically made homework and studying really f*****g hard, especially having no light in a tent etc. One time I was in a position to crush it and bring my grades back up. I had a history exam coming up and went HARD studying. On the day of the test my mom surprised me at school with McDonald's for lunch (this was a huge expense) and a good luck hug. I felt like I breezed through it, knew all the answers, f****n nailed it.
When the test came back, every single question was marked wrong, just a sea of red. I thought no way I got every single thing wrong, took it to the teacher's assistant and asked him to double check, he found I mostly aced it and told the teacher. She said "that little s**t isn't going anywhere in life anyway, I'm not changing his grade."
I have no idea why she even called me a little s**t. I was a quiet kid, never caused trouble, and tried hard when I had the means. She was just used to seeing my lower grades and decided I wasn't worth any effort.
My son's kindergarten teacher sent him home with notes saying how ill behaved he was. We moved & changed schools. A few weeks later, I told his new teacher what his old teacher said. She was shocked & said he was the most well behaved child in her class. My son had red hair. New teacher said some teachers just pick on a kid for something they can't help.
Sounds like the local TV affilate known for getting s**t done should have been called. Also, a pro bono lawyer that wants some sweet, sweet tax money.
The teacher failed the kid on purpose because "that little s**t isn't going anywhere in life anyway, I'm not changing his grade."
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My 3rd grade teacher, (in the early 80’s) cut my alligator shoe laces, apparently even though they were tied.. the ends were too long, and gave me detention. I cried.
My dad, who had just left, to live with his girlfriend, gave me those.. and my mom was super depressed and hadn’t gotten out of bed for 6 months. I (a 3rd grader) had to feed my sister (in kindergarten) and figure out how to take care of the daily tasks.
But! Oh no, my laces were too long. God forbid you ask why I was filthy and starving.
F**k you Mrs. Johnson you back country s**t teacher.
Yeah, that's how life is for almost everyone I know, including me.
Load More Replies...Any teacher who stoops to petty shït like that deserves to be reincarnated as a türd.
Or something we can step on. (Would personally prefer to not step on a türd, lol).
Load More Replies...We definitely had a large number of teachers in my Catholic primary school who chose to ignore those of us showing obvious signed of abuse and neglect.
I remember when it was time for me to start school (mid 60's) Parents took me to see the Monsignor of our Catholic Church. He was known as a fair and realistic man. Told my parents "Send him to public school. The nuns will ruin him.". Owe that man big time.
Load More Replies...Patil explains, “A good teacher shares knowledge with patience, energy, and care. They don’t lose their temper when students ask questions, they encourage curiosity instead. They welcome discussion, and that's how students grow confidence in themselves. Their passion becomes infectious, and their support feels steady and strong. It’s not about knowing all the answers, but helping students find their own. That’s what sets a truly inspiring teacher apart from the rest.”
Worst thing a teacher did to me was smash my dreams.
I was in 4th grade, maybe, drawing. And my art teacher saw me and said "well I know the one thing you'll never be is an architect!" Guess what my dream job was at the time. Like, why the f**k would say that to a child?
My sports teacher hated me. I was good at football/soccer but he refused to send me to local trials. A teacher from another school got me in and I captained the local schools team. I went on to play Semi-pro football, getting paid a fair bit for my trouble! F##k you Mr. Dummigan.
I went to a high-school in the South in the 90s. My school's varsity soccer coach would not let non-whites play in the varsity team, so we had to play on the Junior Varsity team instead. The JV coach was a really awesome woman, I loved her (and not embarrassed to admit I had a bit of a crush on her). She would set up scrimmages between the JV and Varsity teams, and we'd destroy them every d**n time. But Junior Varsity players aren't eligible for college scholarships, so these were somewhat pyrrhic victories. Not that I was good enough to get a scholarship even if I had been on the varsity team. I was the worst player on our squad, lol. Still better than most of the varsity guys, but not great.
Load More Replies...I told my 5th grade teacher that I was going to write a book and she literally busted out laughing and walked away. I'm still pissed 21 years later.
Once when I was 11, the teacher and the guidance counsellor came in our classroom and asked every student what they wanted to do. I said I wanted to be a private detective and they both laughed at me in front of the whole class, saying that this was an imaginary career invented by movies and didn't exist.
If this post resonates with you, you might want to check out "Why You're Smarter Than You Think" (link below). School counselor told Scott Berry Kaufman that he could never be a psychologist because he got a double-digit score on an IQ test as a child. He even spent some time in special ed classes. Applied to Carnegie-Mellon as a psychology major and was denied admission. Got in to the same college with a music scholarship. Switched majors to psychology (genius move!) Got his B.S. and subsequently graduated from Yale with a PhD in cognitive psychology. Now a respected cognitive scientist who has redefined intelligence. https://hiddenbrain.org/podcast/why-youre-smarter-than-you-think/
Drawing and drafting are very much different skills. I can make a map and that transfers well to fixing sewing patterns. My drawing is limited to single dimension stick figures.
My math teacher senior year was talking s**t about my friend and how dumb she was to the other students in my class who didn't like the girl and were always picking on her.
I stopped the teacher in the middle of the conversation and told her I was going to fight her on my last day of school, even if it meant I couldn't walk at graduation.
She got pregnant right at the end of the year, so I obviously couldn't.
Years later the teachers mother in law came into my place of work, she gave me her last name and I asked if she knew the teacher and her face went sour, I told her I hated her and we bonded over how awful she was.
Also a history teacher choked a kid out in the hallway in that same highschool.
In Junior High, US, the shop teacher got into a knock down drag out with one of my male school friends. It spilled out onto the outside school grounds with kids surrounding them while they fought. It was traumatic.
I had a math teacher freshman year of high school who kept basically calling a girl in my class stupid. I told him (in front of the class) that he was wrong and she’s trying to learn. He didn’t like me from then on and would mark me down for “not showing [my] work” even though it was obvious how I’d gotten to the next step.
Ew, who would marry, let alone impregnate such an awful person?
In my highschool there was a teacher that told a newly diagnosed diabetic girl she couldn't check her blood sugar in class.
We (teachers) have a duty of care, so this is pure negligence and said teacher should be fired.
Not negligence: it's abuse, it's risking the death of a child, and it's a sacking offence.
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Load More Replies...I had a diabetic who didn't need to check. I could look at him and know. Luckily, his locker was right outside my door, so I could have him step outside, check, and eat something.
Maybe you can also keep some honey or maple syrup packets for a backup? This is the type of attention kids need. My best to you. Can we clone you? :)
Load More Replies...Normalize telling "authority figures" that are trying to k**l you to "get f****d."
May every future toilet seat that harpy sits on be either warm and covered in someone else's butt sweat or freezing cold.
Every class has its mix: some students love note-taking, others think visually. Some grasp lessons through stories, others by trial and error. A great teacher knows when to switch gears and rethink their approach.
“They adjust their methods to meet each student where they are,” Patil adds. That adaptability helps every learner feel like they belong. Because the goal isn't just to teach, it’s to help every student understand.
Told me i was stupid, arrogant, and the worst student she has ever had. She told me I would never become a doctor and should quit. I’m blessed to say she was not right and I’m in my 3rd year of medical school😁.
In my first year of school in the US my teacher told my mother she thought I was r*tarded (her words not mine), because I never spoke in class. Beyond the fact that I was still uncomfortable with the language, I was just a shy kid. At least she didn't tell me that though. I only learned about that conversation years later from my mother.
My school was really violent.
I got slapped in the face in first grade by the teacher for "mouthing off". I sure did afterward. Called her a b***h. Got sent to the principal's office.
We had one teacher who had a paddle with screw tips that stuck out about a ¼ inch. Same teacher would also make you put your head up against a concrete wall if you refused the screw tip paddle, so the regular paddle would hit you, then you'd smash the top of your head into the wall. Your choice.
One teacher slammed a student kidney first into the eraser shelf on the chalkboard.
A principal (who was 6'7") picked a friend of mine (who was about 5'6" and 140 pounds) by the collar of his shirt and smashed his head repeatedly (5 or 6 times) into the concrete wall above the door jam.
Lots of fighting in class, a stabbing or two, the occasional gun.
Fun times in rural late 80's Ohio.
My mother would have set several of the teachers on fire, had any of this occured to my or my sisters.
Yeah, my cousin was beaten by a principal and left paralyzed from the waist down. That was in the 80s too. The principal through him into a wall when he was 10, and it broke his spine. The principal was actually fired for that one.
Oh my god! Uhhh was he sued and then imprisoned? I’m sure I know the answer, but I’m being optimistic for once…
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My dad died at the beginning of my junior year of high school, but he was in a coma for 2 weeks before he finally died. He lived a few hours away, so we were planning on driving down there & staying for a little while to try to convince his family's to pull the plug (he was never going to survive). My mom typed a letter explaining everything for me to take to school & give to my teachers so I could keep up with my work. Every teacher told me to just not worry about work right now & we'd figure it out later but my b***h of a math teacher. She read the note & sighed then looked at me super annoyed & said "you kids really need to figure this stuff out sooner & give us a heads up because I can't just come up with work."
Okay well next time my dad decides to die I'll make sure he gives me a weeks notice first 🙄
Maybe not the worst but it really stuck with me.
When I had a student out for a protracted time, I always told them the same thing when they got back. "You can't hurry math, so let's not try. Focus on all that other school work you have hanging over your head until you have some free time to focus and work together with me. In the meanwhile, when you're in class pay no attention to what I'm discussing because you won't be ready for it. Start reading the text from where we were when you left, and after my lecture we'll start some one-on-one on that material. Same thing when the students are taking tests. Relax. Everything will be fine. It's my job to make it fine." Decades of teaching told me that this was simply the most practical and efficient way to handle the situation.
I had a person who wasn't a family member officially, but sort of an honourary one, he died, and I go to the funeral, and I end up with a mountain of homework. Im sorry I didn't show up to school instead of going to the more important funeral
"can't just come up with work?" Lady, the textbook is full of work, assign a chapter and shut your mouth.
But it’s not only about the content, Patil stresses, it’s about connection too. The kind of teacher who learns your name, asks how your day is going. The one who smiles at your progress or encourages you after a mistake.
That safe classroom space makes a world of difference for growing minds. It turns school from something you "have" to do into something you look forward to. And those connections often last long after the final bell rings.
“If you don’t go outside and play with the other children, when you grow up, you’ll be a c*****e in a wheelchair”. Said to me when I was 5 (school starts young where I’m from) because I had bad asthma so I was reading in the library instead of running around. F****d up on so many levels.
They used to (and maybe still do) treat asthma as if it were a mental illness or a moral failing. It's so cruel and stupid.
When I was growing up a lot of teachers didn't believe I had asthma even though I'd been hospitalized and in ICU. Thankfully one who did was my gym teacher
Load More Replies...They really need to make it an option to censor words. I have PTSD. I know what it means to be triggered. Still, there are times when even ugly words need to be written and read for the sake of clarity and to eliminate confusion. People use the words they do for a reason. We need to teach people to manage being triggered, not eliminate anything and everything that might be borderline offensive. Give people the option to choose whether or not they want to see these words.
Amen! Sometimes I can’t even guess the word and so the sentence doesn’t make sense. I get not wanting to trigger people, but at least make it optional.
Load More Replies...Yeah my friend whose mom smoked through the pregnancy and whose parents never stopped smoking in the house had asthma. Not an allergy.
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In kindergarten, my teacher held a coloring competition. I took so much time using crayons to color within the lines. She looked at mine and called it "scribble Scrabble".
I still resent that b***h 30 years later.
They’re very calming, so having competitions kind of defeats the purpose. Oh people.
Load More Replies...My first experience with schadenfreude was when one day in kindergarden an intern was introduced. While I was cutting out some paper shapes to glue on a picture, she just reached over and took both the paper and the scissors from my hands and started doing it herself. She hadn't said a word, just took it from me like I was a doll or something. I told her I wanted to do it myself (didn't have the words yet to say I didn't want her ruining my picutre since she had no idea what I was even trying to make), and she said it's all right, she can do it better than me. I was fuming, but what could I do? She proceeded to give herself a surprisingly bad cut between her index and middle finger on her left hand. With children's safety scissors! One of the teachers had to patch her up while I sat there smiling like a little psychopath.
When ever we would paint in kindergarten, I would always just paint a large blue square and call it a swimming pool so nobody could say anything.
Not me, but a friend. A music teacher once told him "Music isn't supposed to be fun"
My guy would go on to play in well respected metal and indie bands in the 2000's. Nothing huge, but locally recognized and did some international touring. He's a very talented guitar player, and had LOTS of fun playing music. F**k you Ms. James.
There's this idiotic mentality in the music community where performers look down at educators for not "continuing to elevate and worship the art of sound and performance" as if they themselves hadn't been initiated into music by a teacher at some point. What makes it worse is that most professional performers have an obligation to spend time teaching music whether it be for credits, part of their contract, etc. and they happily spread this mentality to young and impressionable students.
Anyone who thinks music isn’t supposed to be fun shouldn’t be teaching it. That applies to all art forms.
Sometimes it isn't. That's fair. It really can be frustrating at times. But when you get good, there is absolutely nothing more fun. That is why we put up with the not fun times.
I quit band as a sophmore after starting in 5th grade because of a director like this. There could be no mistakes, you needed to be an elite professional....I was 15 years old, still cannot stand him.
Even if music isn't meant to be fun (and some isn't), being a musician always should be.
Not all classrooms feel like that, though. “A bad teacher,” Patil says, “might lack passion. They stick to one way of teaching even if it doesn’t help every student. They may not offer feedback or engage with questions openly. That can make a student feel overlooked or discouraged in the long run. Instead of inspiring growth, it puts a stop to curiosity and exploration. And it leaves students feeling like they don’t belong in the room.”
"You did this too fast. You must've cheated." I had to beg my mom not to go to the school to complain. Looking back, I should've let her go raise hell. That teacher was a b***h.
My 3rd grade teacher told my mom that I should be in special ed because I couldn't read. My mom laughed at her and told her I could read before I even started school and I always had my head stuck in a book. She insisted that the teacher test my reading aptitude and the teacher didn't want to so they got the principal involved and tested me... teacher ended up having to apologize to my mom because I tested at a high school reading level. (The teacher taught pretty much all reading lessons by reading aloud as a class and I was a shy, introverted kid whose worst nightmare was having to read out loud in class so I stumbled over words and such out of embarrassment not an inability to read.)
Then the person she was cheating from must have been even faster for her to be able to read their answers. And if that other student was that fast, they must have been cheating too. And the person they cheated off had to have been even faster than that, so they were cheating and ...
I was a 'troubled teen' and I'd been in juvie and I went back to my regular school where I had this teacher who hated me the whole time I was at the school, he'd already told me I was just going to end up in prison. But I was in his class and he asked me a question and I gave him some answer which I suppose was wrong because then he said in this s****y tone "is that what they teach in juvie school!??"
So then I got up and walked out and went to the principal and I was like "hey, juvenile proceedings are super confidential and he's not actually legally allowed to say that".
The principal was like "fuuuuuuuuck why do you know this stuff". lol D**n teachers causing him d**n problems.
(in case you're wondering, it wasn't just "general talk is illegal", it was because the teacher had this information officially disclosed to him and he can not then disclose what he learned from that information)
So yeah, a****t thing to say *and* illegal. My schedule got rearranged that same day. And then the teacher continued to glare at me until I left the school.
I hope OP's teacher's pillow is warm on both sides every knight, and that his jeans shall always get caught on the doorknob on the way out
I hope he stubs his toe and right as it's getting better he stubs a different toe.
Load More Replies...This made me think of the time my best friend got caught smoking in the bathroom. At the meeting with the vice principal and the guidance counselor, the teacher who caught my friend said he "SAW" my friend smoking "in the stall." Friend had a lightbulb moment and was like wait.... you were looking THROUGH THE CRACK IN THE BATHROOM STALL, at me, A MINOR, inside the stall?? He said all their faces just kind of went slack with the same "oh sh*t" expressions and then they just let him go.
I was a senior in 2001. I was sitting in English class watching the planes hit the towers then it switched to a plane hitting the Pentagon. She just laughed and turned off the TV. My aunt was in that building. I thought I was watching her die. She got out safely thankfully but I'll never forget that laugh. F**k you Ms. Cooney you b***h.
I hope Ms Cooney gets pelted with paper airplanes every day for the rest of her life
I was working at the Pentagon up until the summer of 2001. I had friends who died that day. I'm hoping her laugh was a nervous laugh. The kind you might make when you're in shock. My teacher made a similar laugh when we were watching the Challenger explode in 1986. She laughed and cried and was so overwhelmed she didn't now how to turn off the TV.
Could it have been shock? My dad laughed when he heard his father had died. Sometimes it's just the first emotion that comes out. Could also be a crazy woman, I dunno
That's what I was going to say. I work with someone and just yesterday she said her instant reaction is to laugh before actually reacting.
Load More Replies...I remember we were in maths class and we debriefed on what had happened (because it happened overnight our time, I think). I can imagine laughing out of nervousness or “oh my god”, especially if you weren’t expecting it. What time did it happen for people in the US?
How could anyone laugh? I still remember how they stopped all classes, tvs were brought into the classrooms (I'm assuming on the older kids) and we watched it happen. At 10-12 we didn't fully grasp it but I will never forget how silent the entire school was that day.
He believes a bad teacher might not provide the constructive feedback necessary for a child to improve, or it could also create a negative or unproductive classroom atmosphere. When teachers fail to connect with their students or adapt their methods, it can stifle growth and curiosity.
Patil elaborates on the various ways teachers can influence their students by saying, "Teachers act as role models, and their actions can shape students' attitudes, values, and behaviors. It’s important to show traits like respect, perseverance, and curiosity. Teachers can inspire these qualities in their students."
We had a pop quiz, which was an in class essay. Teacher wrote a sentence on the board and said write an essay. I did, and he gave me 0. I asked why and he said "it's too good for you, you couldn't have written this." I asked how I could have cheated if I didn't know there was a test and I wrote the essay in front of him...he said "I don't know but you definitely did". This teacher also called me by my friend's name and my friend by my name.
I hope he got hit by a bus. F*****g p***k. All my other teachers were great so it didn't poison me with all teachers.
Fun fact: another teacher in the English department wrote a play that I attended and that teacher was the main villain. Another teacher's husband wrote a short film and the story was about a professor who sleeps with his student - had the same name as my teacher. Everybody hated this a*****e.
My dad's name was NOT Henry. He had a teacher who consistently called him Henry so eventually he stopped responding to her and she started screaming at him "Answer me Henry!" He told her he would if she got his name right! My nephew thought the story was so funny that he named his first son Henry.
On my first essay freshman year I got a B+. My English teacher said, "Sorry, but in my class no one gets an A on their first essay." We did not become friends.
Middle school English teacher first day of vlass: "You are too young to have formed any worthwhile opinions. Therefore you will keep your opinion to yourself."
The persuasive writing unit was a sadistic psych-ops aimed at destroying any iota of adolescent self-esteem. .
I thought that was the whole idea of any school since kindergarten. To blend everyone into the same kind of behavior completing task after task after task without complaining or thinking in anything else that's not just to complete the task.
Load More Replies..."You are too young to have formed any worthwhile opinions. Therefore you will express them openly so we can start to get them into shape." You know - education.
Gross. My English teacher in years 7 and 8 (I think that’d be middle school or most of, in US terms?) she was a right biatch if you didn’t try but if you did, she was a gem. I happen to love English classes and so she loved me, lol. She repaid in spades, and I can say that I wouldn’t be writing (admittedly as a hobby, not game enough to look at getting properly published) without her.
I was in 8th grade and putting on lip gloss while checking my compact mirror during dismissal. My teacher was in front of me and said "Whats the point? It's not helping. " Not the worst thing ever, but it hurt my feelings, and lowered my self esteem alot.
Middle school is terrible anyway for most kids - teachers should do everything they can to boost their self-esteem. This wasn't it.
A strong teacher-student relationship can make a significant difference. When students feel that their teacher genuinely cares and supports them, they are more likely to be motivated and engaged.
Patil strongly believes in giving honest feedback to his students. "Constructive feedback helps them recognize their strengths and areas for improvement. This guidance is essential for both academic and personal growth," he adds.
Well there was the time in third grade I asked to go to the office because I felt sick and got told to sit down and be quiet. This happened several times and at some point I fell asleep. When school was over i blacked out while walking to the car. My temperature was 106.4. So almost killing me probably rates pretty high on worst thing.
Then there was the time a single teacher decided to single me out as a "troubled kid" and found reasons to have me sent to the office or suspended over and over. Throughout my time in school I was never suspended, removed from class, or sent to the office by another teacher. This one was responsible for me being suspended 50+ days that year.
Bonus bit: Her husband was later m******d in a d**g deal in which he was selling m**h. Turns out my friends dad knew him in college and dude had always been a d**g dealer. But me the kid with longer hair and a tendency to wear black was somehow a problem to her. God it's been ages and I still hate that woman.
My golf instructor called me a pervert in front of the whole class. I got up to use the bathroom but the men's room was locked, so I knocked and then went and used an empty women's room. I was 9 years old and probably would have had an accident if I didn't go right away. But when I walked out of that women's bathroom, the teacher was right there outside the door to scream at me. He had security with him and made a big scene out of it. When we both went back to the group, he told the rest of the golf class that I was a pervert and liked to use "the ladies' room" so I could watch girls pee. Of course everybody laughed.
I was so embarrassed I told my parents I wasn't going back and to tell my grandfather I was sorry that I wasn't going to use the clubs or the lessons he bought me. I never told them why until my wife brought it up over a birthday dinner at their house a couple years ago. I'm over it now, but as a kid it bothered me for years.
The landlord that ran the building in which my therapist's office used to be located was a real live one. Neither bathroom was labeled, and the one she called the "men's room" was always locked. So, everyone was forced to use the one she deemed the "ladies room" or go downstairs to the hair salon. One day she saw me come out of that bathroom and lit into me about being a man using the ladies room. I just shrugged and said, "Yeah, well, I look cute in a sun dress." She just turned and stormed off. The next week I saw that no one was watching, so I just pissed in front of the men's room door. (My therapist was moving into a new office in two weeks, so no, I'm not the reason she moved.)
I have on occasion used the womens bathroom if it is a single person use.
When I was in the fourth grade, I lost a paper and searched for it inside my desk. My teacher got really mad, picked up my desk and hurled it across the room. She made me miss lunch and pick up all my things. I was so afraid to go home and tell my parents because I felt like I’d done something bad. Eventually, they found out because other kids had gone home and told their parents what had happened.
Lastly, he encourages students to adopt a problem-solving mindset. "Challenging students to think critically and solve problems helps develop their intellectual skills, preparing them for real-life challenges beyond the classroom."
My teacher asked me if I was jealous of my older brother since he is such a great guy and so smart.
It may seem small, but the tone of her voice was important. I had never realized people admired my brother in any way more than me.
That was 30 years ago this year. I still think about it sometimes. It really hurt to hear someone describe me as the lesser sibling.
I can completely relate. In high school, my sister was a grade ahead of me. I was sitting with her friend (sort of my friend, too and someone I looked up to). We were sitting in the theater watching my sister rehearse for a play. She was always the lead in the musicals. I watched every thing she was in. I loved to hear her sing. Well, this friend says something like, "Doesn't she just make you feel like a nothing?" thinking I would feel the same. I felt bad that the friend felt this way, but she was basically saying I was a nothing. I had never compared myself to my sister before then.
That's awful, Marnie. I hope you realized your worth. ❤️
Load More Replies...One of my high school maths teachers had my 2 older sisters as students before me. We have a very uncommon last name, so my first day in his class when he gets to my name while taking attendance, he looks at me and goes "OH GOD another one?!?" xD
My siblings are stair-step in age (7, 8, 9, and 10 years older than me), when I showed up in a particular class with our unique last name the teacher asked me if I was related and when I said yes he replied "D**n, I thought I was through with all of you!" He passed judgement on me then and there... None of us were bad kids, he was just an @$$hole and had been called out by our parents for it.
I had two brothers close to me in age. We all went to different high schools because we wanted to be seen as unique individuals.
My sisters had to follow me through the school system and I know they heard, "Wait, WHOSE brother?"
Teacher told me I was going to end up in prison. I’m in college on my way to become a lawyer now.
I hope that teacher gets in trouble with the law and you are the prosecutor in his trial.
One of the people I helped send to prison for tax fraud was a lawyer, so they're not mutually exclusive.
"I've seen a thousand students cry crocodile tears like those before and I'll see a thousand more. You're a very talented actress, Ms. Operarose."
No b***h, I have undiagnosed ADHD and severe dyscalculia. F**k you, Mrs. Name Not Even Worth Remembering. I came to you for help and left in tears. Maybe you should have chosen a different career.
No. It means PRE-DIAGNOSED. This was a child. Many people do not get a diagnosis until adulthood, as it presents in some nuanced ways. Why the need to be so snarky?
Load More Replies...Having a good teacher surely leaves a lasting impact, often shaping a student's academic path and personal growth in profound ways. On the flip side, a bad teacher can seriously hinder a student's progress and enthusiasm for learning. What’s your take on this? Share your thoughts on how the quality of teaching has influenced your own experiences or those of someone you know.
My 4th grade teacher said "well we all know Lindsey has problems" about me talking to my parents.
She was a huge b***h
Edit: I was like 9 and had an alcoholic mom and was sad alot.
Children with an alcoholic mother do have problems. As do ones with a soulless teacher.
That I would grow up to be a useless burden on society...
"At least I'm going to grow up, which will put me one up on you, teach."
I was having a hard time in high school through my parents divorce and was a bit of a rabel rouser. This was a private school so band shirts weren't allowed, but nobody there knew who 'Tool' was so I got away with wearing their shirt.
My history teacher asked me, in front of the class, "hippie.... does your shirt say 'Tool' because,in fact, you are just a tool...?"
F**k you Ms. Price.
The consistent target of my ridicule in class was myself. In this case I would have said "Nice shirt. Thanks for the tribute." Same play on words - much better atmosphere.
A teacher in high school called a student a s**t and a distraction to the boys. He told her that if she was r***d or taken advantage of, that she was "asking for it". He made her stand in front of his class with her hands to her side. He then took a ruler and measured the distance from the bottom of her skirt to her fingertips. It was half of an inch. The teacher then sent this girl to the principals office and she stormed out in tears.
I am so glad I went to high school in a time where they didn't measure our skirt lengths. Actually, they might still do it in Australian private schools but idk.
They didn't measure skirt lengths at our high school either. Of course, it was all guys.
Load More Replies...My science teacher when I was 14 called a girl in my class a sl*t and she slapped him hard enough to give him a bloody lip. He said it because she was pregnant (she was in fact a fairly promiscuous girl and had slept with a number of the boys in school, and nobody was quite sure of the father). At the time I couldn't stand this girl or the teacher so I was glad both of them got a little pain. But as I got older I started to wonder what would drive a girl of 13 to become so sexually active. It's possible it was based purely on a healthy libido, but perhaps there were things going on at home that nobody knew about. I still feel guilty about feeling that way about her. She was also really nasty to me, so that didn't help.
"I wish you wouldn't even come to school"
When I was in fifth grade I had a classmate that was obviously struggling with a bad homelife and would never do any of his homework.
One day our teacher snapped on him and told him that she wished he didn't come to school.
I still remember the look on the kid's face.
A substitute when I was in grade 7 kept telling me to stop leaning my chair back. I kept doing it, not to be a d**k, I just did it out of habit without realizing. That m**********r charged me from 10 feet away and dead a*s football tackled me to the floor. He then tried ripping the chair away, but my shoe laces were stuck on it and he dragged me a bit. Then he made me read the next paragraph while standing in front of the class and he stormed out and disappeared for 10 minutes. Every single classmates jaw was stuck in the floor lol.
Idk what in the actual f**k was wrong with that guy. But a serious complaint was filed when I told my parents and the school investigated. We never saw him again.
Looks like the school did something about this teacher. Sounds like most of these teachers get away with what they say. Not this time.
A teacher literally told me to k**l myself (it was during the class) lol. I was too young to tell if he was being serious (like 12) but he was angry af.
When I was in kindergarten I was locked in the coat room because I mistook my left for right. Never forgot after that!
My chemistry teacher in high school laughed in my face and said “ohhh that’s funny” when I told her I was thinking about majoring in chemistry.
I got my B.S. in chemistry and several research accolades just to prove that b***h wrong.
Now I am a high school teacher myself. I do everything and anything for my students that I can so they do not have a similar experience.
If a student aspires to a field unsuitable to them, you have to help them figure that out themselves. One of my seniors told me "I want to be an engineer, but I'm not very good at math." I thought, but did not say, "Ok, kid, if you build any bridges be sure they name them after you." I instead talked to him about his other interest, computer science. In the end he decided he could handle ones and zeroes just fine and went into that field.
Teachers like you are vital. There's a difference between being encouraging and fostering unrealistic expectations. My cousin thought she was going to be a Broadway star. Not until she got to college did a professor very gently ask her what else she might be interested in. She ended up as a prison counselor or something but still sings her kids to sleep at night.
Load More Replies...Grade one. Kid was having trouble doing 2 + 2 (not kidding). Teacher slammed his head onto the table. Came to school the next day with a huge dump and bruising. Schooling in Africa was tough.
A huge dump. Wow. I've had those, but never took them to school. Or anywhere else.
Grew up in a small town and my father left when I was 5. Entire town knew he was a f**k up and would constantly tell me is be nothing, just like him, that I should k**l myself, I was worthless. Kids, adults, teachers, and even the 7th - 8th grade principle told me I should shoot myself.
Yeah, that was my childhood. Gotta love rural north east Ohio towns.
ohio is the armpit of the united states, and i stand by that statement
One of my former colleagues before he got fired to a kid who stutttered:
Get my c**k out of your mouth and say that again.
In my country people who publicly mock the disabled are elected president. Twice.
Our headmistress threw a girl over the fence by her hair.
The pe teacher at my high school got arrested right after lunch during my senior year because the principal found the s*x tape she made with one of the girls on the volleyball team
the new band director gave me a 15 minute lecture in front of the entire band because i was “goofing off” during band camp (he gave us a 20 minute break so i used it to talk to my friends while were also in marching band with me) and when i started crying during his lecture he said i deserved it for not being good enough, then got mad at me for dropping out of band, found out later that he was only mad because i was the only white trombone player
previous band director would cuss me out and call me useless/worthless for being a “foreigner” (my family moved to a small town from the other side of the country when i was a kid and even though a lot of locals love us, a few of them hate us for coming from so far away)
history teacher would stand me up in front of the entire class whenever i answered a question wrong and would encourage my classmates to laugh at me and make fun of me for being stupid (i’m good with history, i just had trouble learning the way she was teaching it, i’m better at learning when i can do it at my own pace and go down whatever rabbit holes i want)
science teacher got a 12 year old pregnant, then tried to get her kicked out of school unless she got an abortion.
In the first school I taught, a PE teacher got the daughter of the school board's president pregnant. Was he fired? No, the school board president didn't want the father of his first grandchild to be out of work (and probably didn't want to be stuck with paying for the kid's upbringing). In fact, the PE teacher was soon promoted to a higher paying job, Athletic Director for the school.
I can't believe a teacher wouldn't get fired quick for that. As for the last one, getting kicked out of the school and/or swapping schools would be the better option. Don't put a kid's life on the line over school
I asked a sub to please repeat the page he wanted us on. He went up to me, took my book, flipped it to the page and said “all you Mexicans are hopeless” the guys in the class then got up and cornered him as the rest of us left the room to go report him. This was in 2001. We c*****d up about it at lunch. None of us were really mad but we had to prove a point, lol.
In primary school our science teacher broke a yard-stick (a wooden ruler three feet long) over a student's head. We trooped out of the classroom and across the way to where the Headmaster was teaching Maths and reported her…turns out she had cancer and didn't last long, but she didn't need to be mean about it!
Some people when they're dying get more emotional easily. Not that it's okay, but that might help explain
Load More Replies... My 6th grade teacher called the only Latino kid in class a "f*****g b****r" one day.
She took a two week leave of abscence, was allowed to finish out the school year and was forced to retire a year or two early.
Substitute teacher kicked my service dog because "it was in her way". the dog was literally under my desk.
When I was in high school, I struggled with depression and s******l ideation as a result of some pretty extreme bullying. My health teacher thought it would be appropriate to tell my mom “your kid won’t live til graduation”.
Gee, in my state at least, relatively few health teachers have medical degrees. I concede that it would be helpful.
My third grade teacher once had me stand up in front of class and said to a kid who was struggling that i was able to do everything on time and was two years younger than him so why couldn’t he? i felt absolutely awful for him but i didn’t say anything because well.. i was seven.
Not as bad as some things I know, but it was pretty messed up when my 7th grade teacher berated me and told me I'd never amount to anything. For the unforgivable sin of mislabeling an assignment that was late because I had mono. He was yelling in my face saying he "knew my type." (someone who worked their a*s off to get homework done while still sick?)
I laughed it off at the time, but years later I realized I did stop trying as hard after that. Because why bother if I wasn't going to accomplish anything anyway?
My geography teacher broke a fellow students arm in class on the first day of grade 9. We were all like “ is this what high school is like ?” Rest of us were well behaved all year after that. Nobody even reported the teacher and he faced no consequences at all.
Ig they said they fell or smth.. idk some people don't care enough to ask tho. So maybe they didn't have to?
Load More Replies...I was an extremely shy child with really low self esteem. The one thing I was proud of, or thought I had any talent in was art. When my very small school announced an after school “art club” I was very excited to sign up. There were a limited amount of openings, and the teacher announced students who were the most talented out of the sign ups would be the ones selected to join the club. I was devastated when I wasn’t picked, and it made me doubt myself for years. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized that all the kids chosen for every after school club (art, choir, etc.) were conveniently teachers kids. Teachers, who would have needed after school care for their children. It wasn’t something that was done intentionally to me, but I’m still salty about how it made me feel for years afterward.
Same thing happened to me, except they weren't teacher's kids. We also didn't get to sign up, they were just chosen. I loved my art teacher, so was so much better than previous ones, so it really stung.
Boarding school teacher said my dorm looked like a pig sty. Junior high school math teacher said he should translate the questions for me. I was good at foreign language and not very good at math.
“You can’t read that?”.
At primary school—all boys at that stage—I was reading a book from home, one of my mum's favourites when she was young. The English Teacher decided to tell me very loudly in public that I shouldn't be reading "a girl's book" o.O
I kept getting berated by my reading teacher for the s****y reasons, like my autism and undiagosed Dyslexia.
I finally had enough, stole that b***h teacher's windbreaker, and threw it into some random yard across the street from the school. I also planted any items of hers into the desk of the teacher's pet. Found out, she had put her items there and in return, the teacher's pet would get the highest grade from a random kid, often meant for me and others.
B***h teacher was exposed for she was, teacher's pet was expelled for cheating and stealing, and we finally got better teachers.
Why do people hate neurodiversity? I always say, neurotypicals are weird.
Didn’t read all of these but if even half of them are true, as an educator, what should really happen is they should lose their license for malpractice. I know we have a teacher shortage but people like this do more harm than good.
Many of the stories - if true - should have resulted in the teachers being charged and tried for a crime.
Load More Replies...Twice. Here's the first. I was a difficult child, when introduced to a new subject I wanted to know *everything* about it, and typically at a much faster pace than the lesson (five minutes in I'd probably already finished the little book). Rather than saying "you can ask me questions at the end" or something, this teacher (when I was about eight) told me to sit at the back, facing away, and be silent and not participate in the lesson. After a few days of this I'd turn up for register and then wander a half mile down the road to the local library. The library staff had my side of the story. Things finally came to a head when my mother came to collect me early for some reason, nobody at the school knew where I was. Police got called, they found me, library said I was always there and they looked after me (they did) and that's when social services got involved. Never went back to that teacher.
Second story. Same school. We made those folded paper fortune teller things. I was maybe seven or so, my mother was American (and me British) and I'd recently spent a year in the US. Anyway, mine was yellow and the big new thing that year was Pac-Man. So I called mine "paccy". The teacher d**n near exploded. Chucked everybody else out and screamed at me for a good teen minutes. After my reply was "are you okay miss? would you like to sit down now?" it started to occur to her that I had no idea what she was on about. Well, it turns out that "pàki" is a horrible racial slur in the UK and in order to demonstrate what she meant, she basically introduced me to the concept of racism (and indirectly, white supremacy). You know what they say the road to hell is paved with, right? 🤦🏻♀️
Load More Replies...In my country, back in 50s-60s, it was normal to punish the students of primary school (7-12 yo) beating their hand palms with a ruler. Each class had a teacher for all the lessons. However the school master, a theologian, had took upon himself to teach orthodox christianity to the last 3 classes . He beat the s**t out of me by spanking me with all his force all over my back, because I had not managed to learn the church service from start to end. I sh-it on your grave you fanatic b@stard. For me it was the first nail on the casket of deism/religion.
These are all so horrible and I'm so sorry people have to go through this :( life can be so unfair.. I hope everyone is alright and doing better now
As a teacher, I find these appalling. I do everything I can to build my students up and treat them with respect and consideration.
there is a teacher in my school named Mr. weatley. He was caught looking at CP!!!!! (pictures of neked children) yeah..... and he's getting fired at the end of the year dude should not still be teaching! frickin pervert
We just had a principal of a local primary school busted for CP. He’s been arrested, so no teaching/principal-ing for him.
Load More Replies...We were doing a cursive (script) writing exercise in fifth grade. I was 10. The teacher took my paper and held up in front of the whole class and said, "This is the worst handwriting that I've ever seen". From that day on I stopped writing in cursive and started writing in block print. It;s kinda funny, if I even try to write cursive it is a real struggle and ends up looking like it was written by a 10 year old. I'm in my sixties.
During student teaching, my cooperating teacher didn't want me & I had to leave. The director of the education department said I wasn't cut out for teaching... I'm in my 4th year, and I've gotten so many positive reports. <3 Remember, if you wouldn't take praise from a person, don't take their criticism.
Had one teacher in grade 9 say she wishes I would die. Had one in grade 10 hurl a chair at me. Grade 11 had one teacher tell me that (I had asked why only honour students could run for student council) that pimps was a type of leadership too and we don't want that type of leadership (A-I was not a pimp and B-Does she mean that you're either an honour student or a pimp?). Brutal school. I was finally kicked out when it was discovered I was dating the councilors daughter. My revenge? We're happily married and the one thing I'm awesome at is being a husband).
So, I had an issue at school. I lived in a village where coal mining was the predominant industry. When I was quite young (about 8) I was told by a teacher that there was no point educating me as I would just end up working in the colliery like my father. I wasn't best impressed with this, as you can imagine. Probably when I was about 14 years old, the year group were all "invited" to see the Careers Advisor - first question, "where does your father work", I replied "the colliery". The advisor wrote "coal miner" on my form and wished me good luck. I hit the roof, was rather uncomplimentory towards this person that I'd never met, and was promptly marched off to see the Headmaster. I told my father about this, and the next day off work he drove up to school and gave them some choice words of his own, saying no son of his would every work down the 'pit'...
Didn’t read all of these but if even half of them are true, as an educator, what should really happen is they should lose their license for malpractice. I know we have a teacher shortage but people like this do more harm than good.
Many of the stories - if true - should have resulted in the teachers being charged and tried for a crime.
Load More Replies...Twice. Here's the first. I was a difficult child, when introduced to a new subject I wanted to know *everything* about it, and typically at a much faster pace than the lesson (five minutes in I'd probably already finished the little book). Rather than saying "you can ask me questions at the end" or something, this teacher (when I was about eight) told me to sit at the back, facing away, and be silent and not participate in the lesson. After a few days of this I'd turn up for register and then wander a half mile down the road to the local library. The library staff had my side of the story. Things finally came to a head when my mother came to collect me early for some reason, nobody at the school knew where I was. Police got called, they found me, library said I was always there and they looked after me (they did) and that's when social services got involved. Never went back to that teacher.
Second story. Same school. We made those folded paper fortune teller things. I was maybe seven or so, my mother was American (and me British) and I'd recently spent a year in the US. Anyway, mine was yellow and the big new thing that year was Pac-Man. So I called mine "paccy". The teacher d**n near exploded. Chucked everybody else out and screamed at me for a good teen minutes. After my reply was "are you okay miss? would you like to sit down now?" it started to occur to her that I had no idea what she was on about. Well, it turns out that "pàki" is a horrible racial slur in the UK and in order to demonstrate what she meant, she basically introduced me to the concept of racism (and indirectly, white supremacy). You know what they say the road to hell is paved with, right? 🤦🏻♀️
Load More Replies...In my country, back in 50s-60s, it was normal to punish the students of primary school (7-12 yo) beating their hand palms with a ruler. Each class had a teacher for all the lessons. However the school master, a theologian, had took upon himself to teach orthodox christianity to the last 3 classes . He beat the s**t out of me by spanking me with all his force all over my back, because I had not managed to learn the church service from start to end. I sh-it on your grave you fanatic b@stard. For me it was the first nail on the casket of deism/religion.
These are all so horrible and I'm so sorry people have to go through this :( life can be so unfair.. I hope everyone is alright and doing better now
As a teacher, I find these appalling. I do everything I can to build my students up and treat them with respect and consideration.
there is a teacher in my school named Mr. weatley. He was caught looking at CP!!!!! (pictures of neked children) yeah..... and he's getting fired at the end of the year dude should not still be teaching! frickin pervert
We just had a principal of a local primary school busted for CP. He’s been arrested, so no teaching/principal-ing for him.
Load More Replies...We were doing a cursive (script) writing exercise in fifth grade. I was 10. The teacher took my paper and held up in front of the whole class and said, "This is the worst handwriting that I've ever seen". From that day on I stopped writing in cursive and started writing in block print. It;s kinda funny, if I even try to write cursive it is a real struggle and ends up looking like it was written by a 10 year old. I'm in my sixties.
During student teaching, my cooperating teacher didn't want me & I had to leave. The director of the education department said I wasn't cut out for teaching... I'm in my 4th year, and I've gotten so many positive reports. <3 Remember, if you wouldn't take praise from a person, don't take their criticism.
Had one teacher in grade 9 say she wishes I would die. Had one in grade 10 hurl a chair at me. Grade 11 had one teacher tell me that (I had asked why only honour students could run for student council) that pimps was a type of leadership too and we don't want that type of leadership (A-I was not a pimp and B-Does she mean that you're either an honour student or a pimp?). Brutal school. I was finally kicked out when it was discovered I was dating the councilors daughter. My revenge? We're happily married and the one thing I'm awesome at is being a husband).
So, I had an issue at school. I lived in a village where coal mining was the predominant industry. When I was quite young (about 8) I was told by a teacher that there was no point educating me as I would just end up working in the colliery like my father. I wasn't best impressed with this, as you can imagine. Probably when I was about 14 years old, the year group were all "invited" to see the Careers Advisor - first question, "where does your father work", I replied "the colliery". The advisor wrote "coal miner" on my form and wished me good luck. I hit the roof, was rather uncomplimentory towards this person that I'd never met, and was promptly marched off to see the Headmaster. I told my father about this, and the next day off work he drove up to school and gave them some choice words of his own, saying no son of his would every work down the 'pit'...
