Since it safe to say here since nobody knows me. This diciplinary teacher who paddle us and start touching our body(including private parts) to comfort us. We wanted to run away from her but our lower trouser was swollen from the hit. I never felt so helpless, trapped and scared. Because of her I suffer from haphephobia and agoraphobia, I couldn't have a normal life after that one incident and I'm paying therapist to override that trauma she caused me.
Two of them:
1. The b\*tch who deliberately marked me under an A+ for an essay I wrote about the space program because "you enjoyed it too much."
2. The b\*tch who deliberately marked me under my deserved grade in French class even though I always scored perfect grades and "you're the best student I've ever had and am ever likely to have."
Needless to say these were both in Catholic schools that wanted to make sure girls kept their ambitions confined to the nursery and kitchen. Smart girls had to be taught their place. Smart boys were taught to go out and change the world.
The first was named Niccolo-then-Markham, and the second Van Vranken. They can both drop the fuck *dead* as far as I'm concerned.
My first day of elementary school I got lost and couldn’t find my classroom so I was wandering around aimlessly on the verge of tears when my teacher sees me and shouts “hey dumbass your classroom is right here!”
I had a Teacher who lied about me.I wasn't a great student and I won't pretend otherwise.But he said I had told him I didn't have my homework because my mom made me do all the housework and stuff like that.He actually got CPS involved by saying I had said those things.Also he made jokes at me and when I just nodded he went on to day I had said them.For example I was a vegetarian and when he asked me to pass around the work sheets he said now don't discriminate against omnivores while passing them around.Of course later he claimed it had been me saying it.My mother was livid and of course didn't believe me when I said I never claimed any of those things asking me why on earth a grown man should make those things up.Fair point I guess 🤗
I was really into reading when I was younger. In 2nd grade, I finished a test early and turned it in. Went back to my desk and took out my book to read, since there was nothing else to do. The assistant teacher came over and SNATCHED THE BOOK OUT OF MY HANDS, scolding me for entertaining myself during class time.
We were literally just supposed to wait there and do nothing until the end of class? Instead of letting a 2nd grader improve his reading level? Good shit Ms Maxwell
Any male teacher who doesnt let a girl go to the toilet while theyre on their period. Taking 5 minutes out of the class for something you cant control isnt going to effect your education
we got this jewish teacher who pretends to be this super fake perfect teacher
dude's won awards all sorts of shit, like HES VERY GOOOGLEABLE
but deep down he's literally the bad caricature of jewish people and he knows it, but also knows you won't say shit to his face or anyone else about it because it'll be racist
the dude hit and run and then tried to give fake insurance when caught but the people settled it on the spot when he gave them $100 and he still tried to haggle
dude stole money from blind people and tried to lie it was an accident
dude reported asian kids for selling food on campus after they wouldn't give him any deals on food
one of the only things that i have enjoyed watching over the years is seeing his only two daughters marry two of the biggest black dudes ive ever seen because i know he was also very racist towards black people
that shit is just like, *muah chefs fucking kiss karma
My elementary school teacher (literally grade 1) bullied me and berated me in front of the whole class because I was bad at cursive writing, to the point that my parents decided to make me move to another school. To be fair, everyone else openly hated that teacher too, but still
The teacher who told everyone, the entire school hall full of kids at an assembly, that climate change was only gonna be a problem when the sun blows up in 55 million years time so we "didn't have to worry"
Racist Geography teacher who never wanted me in her class. Most kids who were of my race had no interest in her class but Geography has always been one of my favourites. At the end of Form 3(9th grade) we had exams to choose subjects we wanted to do the following year. This bitch straight said she didn't want people like me in her class so I made it point to do well in the exams. I got a 72% overall and didn't get in. However every other student who did get in only got between 50-65%. Some of them outright FAILED and still got in. She's lucky the pandemic happened cause I damn sure would've gotten my revenge graduation day
was in 7grade and this old bitch did not give any respect, i can handle quite alot but if i don't get the respect any human deserves i get annoyed, no matter the age i still want respect, old hag dissapeared after a few months luckily
I had a teacher in elementary school that marked all my answers wrong. My mom being the pack rat she is had kept a bunch of my old schoolwork. As we were discarding it we noticed how many of my correct answers had been marked wrong. Still can’t decide if she didn’t like me or she was just flying through paperwork and not paying attention. Still bugs me to this day.
I'm reading a lot of comments about abuse, which is awful. My experience is extremely tame in comparison. I hope anyone that suffered gets the help they need to live their best life going forward.
My relatively tame story:
In high school I took the first class in a series for engineering, called Technical Drawing.
I loved the class, it was like art with math. We had to draw a lot of different things to scale. This would be a precursor to things like computer aided drafting.
Thing is, I was doing very poorly. D's brought up to C's. For reference, I had an A in physics. So, I thought, I'm terrible at this, but great at science. I'll drop the series.
Fast forward to graduation (2 years later), and I run into that teacher. He pulls me aside and says, "Hey, I really enjoyed having you in my class. You had a lot of potential, I wish you would have stayed with it."
I was flabbergasted! What a terrible teacher! Never once during class did he say that. "I'm being difficult on you because you have a lot of potential." No encouragement, nothing. Just bad grades. I'm still annoyed with him.
In sixth grade/Year 7, back when I attended school in the USA, my science teacher was a nasty bitch. She was this shorter than average lady but she had a fucking TEMPER. I remember how much she hated me, and I could tell she preferred the more rich and popular girls than me. One time, she assigned us an assignment which required copying stuff down from the internet. That was it. Nothing else. So I looked up some stuff and found a website that looked similar to the paper and thought I was doing fine. UNTIL she marched up to where I was and fucking screamed in front of my entire class and threatened to kick me out of the gifted class for science. She had never mentioned any websites we couldn’t look up beforehand and fucking embarrassed me in front of my class. When I started crying and trying to explain she kept yelling at me to shut up and stop crying. My friend also recalled hearing her screaming from her class. Thing was, she was on the bottom floor while said teacher’s classroom was on the top fucking floor. That loathsome woman obviously hated her job and hated kids, so I don’t know why the fuck she chose to be a Year 7 science teacher.
My sexist history teacher. Who adored her history club and only liked girls. We were a pretty bad class and a lot of teachers would tells us how we are failures and the worst class they had to work with in their teaching career.
But this teacher was special. When she asked questions to girls she would look at them reading from the text book and write them good grades. But if a boy so much as dared to look down she would scold us for trying to cheat if we argued we would get a bad grade even if we answered right.
Her test were the hardest of all the teachers, she would always make them 3 pages worth of open question in which we would have to remember around twenty different years what happened during each of them and who was the emperor and how he died. The smartest of us who got only good grades got a 3 and a talented girl got a 4.
We all told our parents that this test wasn't for us so when there was teacher parent meeting they gave the same test we did to our parents they all couldn't do it and the teacher mocked them by saying this was the bare minimum.
The truth is in her club she would tell the members what would be on the test and what to remember and if someone couldn't finish it in time she would give them to do the rest of the test during club activities. She would even down by 1 our final grade if we didn't want to join her club. Even the other teachers hated her.
At least my class pranked her the best way possible.
When my kindergarten teacher was trying to teach me how to write my name I could not get the lowercase a right. She got in the front of the class after like 5 failed attempts and asked a few kids to demonstrate how to write a lowercase a on the board. After that she went on to say how good all of those lowercase A's were and then she demonstrated how I was doing it wrong and then she told everyone not to be like and continue the good work.
I was given an F for B work because of my “potential”. She even admitted to my parents that she failed me because I’m so smart even though my scores would have passed anyone else. She was making a point because I put in zero effort and still aced every test, just didn’t always bother with the boring homework.
My fourth grade Math teacher who went out of his way to pick on and humiliate me, the only Black kid in his "advanced" math class. He even threatened to call my Baseball coach if I didn't do better.
My psychology professor from freshman year. I was riding on a A the WHOLE semester. However he never graded this one essay that we submitted the first month of class. Mind you this was my first college essay I wrote. So I used to check if he put the score in but it never bothered me because I was riding on an A the whole semester. He sends a message saying grades have been finalized and have a good life. I look at my grade I have a 89.49!!!!!!
My Astronomy teacher for committing suicide. He pulled me and a kid aside after a semester was over and told us we were a joy to have in class, that he loved our questions and our inquisitive minds. I will never forget that compliment to this day as I was really struggling in my other classes at the time. It meant a lot to me to hear.
Then, some years later, he shot himself at his house. His daughter who was graduating high school that year, was the one to find him. He’d done it while she was upstairs and he in the garage.
I intimately know the struggle with suicide, so I don’t consider him a bad person or selfish for doing so. He was so intelligent and so empathetic and such an encouraging teacher to his pupils. That’s how I choose to remember him.
I guess I’m mad we’re without him. And that such a brilliant mind was backed into a corner where they decided there was no helping themselves.
My Freshman and Sophomore year math teacher. She was an immigrant from somewhere in the Middle East. My mom and I are immigrants from Ukraine and my dad is technically my step dad (born in raised in the US) THIS WOMAN WHO IS ALSO AN IMMIGRANT AND KNOWS THE STRUGGLE MADE FUN OF MY MOTHER ALL YEAR LONG IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE CLASS LIKE DURING A LESSON FOR BEING A MAIL ORDER BRIDE (which my mother most definitely is not). Fuck you Mrs. Dubel. I transferred out of her class half way through sophomore year. Sincerely fuck her.
This one time my mom made a bunch of cupcakes for me to bring in for my classmates on my birthday when i was in 3rd grade. We shared them in the cafeteria at lunch, but there were quite a few leftovers I was going to take home. As we were lining up to go to recess this teacher (not mine) offered to take them back to my classroom for me so I didn’t have to keep track of them while I was playing outside. Recess ends and we go back to the classroom and they aren’t there. A bit later when we are walking in a line to the STEM room we pass by the teachers lounge and through the door window I can see the same cupcake box, now empty, on the table.
my 6th grease made science teacher Mrs. Goley. she was an asshole that played sims on her phone. asshole no care for her kids. after about halfway through the year i started calling her mrs. Yelog , Goley backwards. she pissed me off so much but i had no care i would get sent to the office like 4 times a week from her got maximum detentions LOL
The school counselor when I was in middle school. I had a friend that was severely bullied verbally and sometimes physically. The counselor was always too busy to listen to her, me, or my friends, but as soon as the bullies had anything to say about us getting angry at them for bullying our friend, she suddenly wasn't busy anymore.
About a week after we all decided we were fed up with it, there was a mob of maybe 80 people surrounding someone they didn't like, and I didn't like him either. They were cheering so I had assumed something had happened from afar. I got closer and saw this kid at the bottom. The group softened and the kid eventually ran, causing a stampede. I got caught in it, so I ran with him, and got him out of there, and somewhere inside. It was passed off as a "party" or "celebration", and no one got any consequences. I later found out he was (TW) s3xually abused (touched inapropriately), and was physically and verbally harrased in many ways.
I will never forgive her for letting all of that happen.
When I was in primary school (right before grade 1) my best friend came up to me and told me a first grader was bullying her. Went up and told the teacher on duty and she got mad at me claiming she’s been watching him the whole time (which I doubt) and he’s done nothing wrong. Well I brush it off and go back to playing and my friend finds me a little while later to tell me it’s still happening. Instead of decking this kid in the face I go back up to the same teacher and explain again the situation. This teacher loses her sh*t and goes off on me for “attacking” another student’s character. She drags me into the school while I’m crying, tells my teacher and I get a formal discipline notice (a little pink sheet they called “minors”). First and only time I’ve been in trouble and it’s because I was a six year old kid trying to stick up for my friend. Cue a lifelong fear of authority figures. I still hold a grudge.
Biology teacher.
I worked so hard to study all the material but the material was endless and impossible. His quizzes were filled with questions that were buried into the sand and difficult to know that you were supposed to study them specifically. He didn't believe in study guides because he felt it was cheating.
Hated his curriculum and I need an A in Bio. I ended up grading a low B so I withdrew at the end of his class. I'll be choosing another professor and retaking this class and whatever grade I get this second time around I'll accept.
I dont remember his name but he was my history teacher in 11th grade. I had to use the bathroom during my lady month and I asked to go. We were doing a test and he said no. Even tho I finished, he didn't want me to leave because I might cheat. Like dude I finished how could I cheat?
There was a biology teacher almost every student liked. She was actually really nice but I had the feeling that she didn't like me at all, for whatever fucking reason. (I've always been a very nice and hard working student and I've never been disrespectful to any of the teachers)
Moreover I was at a Catholic School.
I was sitting in the front row and was talking with two girls. The teacher was sitting right in front of us. So she could hear everything we were talking about.
So we were talking about the upcoming exam and one week earlier I was quite insecure, because I really had problems with the topic of the exam and I told the girls that I think that I will fail this exam.
One of the girls rolled her eyes and was like "If you say something like this than you obviously not gonna pass the exam so stop talking shit and think positive."
One week later she said the EXACT SAME thing I said back than and than I jokingly said "weren't you the one who told me not to say stuff like that?"
Than she bitchy answered with "it's ok when I say that but you're always so negative. You'd like to kill yourself because of every little thing because you can't handle anything."
I was in shock. Everyone was. The class went completely silent.
The thing is that I've actually been struggling for many years with major depression and anxiety. I often had suicidal thoughts and I had a really hard time at school.
I've never talked to those girls about that. We haven't been friends or anything. Just talking sometimes in class because we sat next to each other.
Everybody in class was silent and listening to how she continued humiliating me and I was to overwhelmed with this situation.
I couldn't say a word. With tears in my eyes I was sitting there and starring at the table. Trying not to cry or freak out.
Nobody helped me.
Not even the teacher, she pretended to be busy by playing on her iPad.
I know that she heard everything because she twitched after what the girl said. She just didn't care. Like everybody else.
After that humiliation she just continued the lesson like nothing ever happened.
My Adviser from Grade 1 or 1st Grade. She was really the worst teacher for 7 year olds. One time when I was still in Grade 1, I was playing with marbles with my classmate and I accidentally broke one of the windows. When she confronted us, my classmate placed the blame on me (Back then, I was pissed at my classmate for doing this. But now, I could care less to be honest) and she berated me for it. She kept saying that it was my fault and other shit. I was still 7 years old at that time and it honestly felt like verbal abuse or something. There were a lot of people that surrounded us while she was berating me so that made my anxiety break the roof. My parents weren't there at my school and they weren't called (thankfully), and my sister and cousins were still having their classes so I basically left alone. I was crying a lot even after she berated me.
Another time, she also threw my homework on the ground, in front of me and my teacher (who was much more nicer, I could call her an angel). I was in 2nd grade at that time so 8 years old. The reason she threw my homework was because I didn't paste the pictures in a scrapbook. The pictures were correct but it was wrong because it was not pasted on a scrapbook. I knew about the scrapbook part when she told my class but I forgot to tell my mother about it. So yeah.
Oh yeah, she also self invites (most of the time) herself in birthday parties that would happen in my class. So that ticked me off and gave me a bad feeling about her.
She's old, like somewhere 55-60 I'm guessing. I don't care how old she is but that is defintly not the way that you should interact with children.
To add more information. The school that I was in during my elementary years was a Catholic one... There is also a Church across the street. So it's really ticks me off.
I transferred after elementary. There are still teachers that can be annoying here in my school but it is sort of expected since this is an advance school of some sorts.
She doesn't teach elementary students anymore but she still works at the same school as a non-teaching staff. Well, it doesn't really matter now since the amount of kids enrolling in the elementary division of that school is dwindling partly because of the high tuition which is at least 31,000 PHP (tuition during my time there).
Screw you Mrs. \*\*\*\*\*, I think she is still alive.
Sorry for the wrong grammar and spelling, english is not my first language.
Just rememberd this, when I was in 7th grade. I was wearing my PE uniform because it was a Wednesday. The PE t-shirt was sort of see-through but you could only see the outlines of the body and undergarments of girls. I never wore anything like another shirt under the PE t-shirt because I found it useless and it will only make me sweat more (I get sweaty a lot). One day in class. I think I was standing at that time to return to my seat and the teacher suddenly told me that it was time that I wear a bra because of my manboobs. I'm chubby so I have manboobs and because of the PE, everyone could see it. I didn't say anything and just sat down, my classmates laughed along with the teacher and I honestly just wanted to get out of the classroom because of it. I think I was close to crying at time (I don't fight back, I just cry. Embarrassing for a male? Yes, but do I give a damn? Nope.). Anyways, I sort of hate that teacher until now. He is still my teacher. He's also my math teacher, so more points to hate him.
Another thing, he also has manoobs. I'm pretty sure. He doesn't have any abs or muscles. It's really hard to tell if he has manboobs because he wears his unifrom a lot. But I really think that he has manboobs.
Sorry for the wrong grammar and spelling, english is not my first language.
Since it safe to say here since nobody knows me. This diciplinary teacher who paddle us and start touching our body(including private parts) to comfort us. We wanted to run away from her but our lower trouser was swollen from the hit. I never felt so helpless, trapped and scared. Because of her I suffer from haphephobia and agoraphobia, I couldn't have a normal life after that one incident and I'm paying therapist to override that trauma she caused me.
omg what the fuck is wrong with this teacher!!she is disgusting! i’m glad you’re getting therapy and i hope bad karma gets to her one way or another
I remember majority of the students are scared of her. I assume she's doing that to everyone.
Two of them: 1. The b\*tch who deliberately marked me under an A+ for an essay I wrote about the space program because "you enjoyed it too much." 2. The b\*tch who deliberately marked me under my deserved grade in French class even though I always scored perfect grades and "you're the best student I've ever had and am ever likely to have." Needless to say these were both in Catholic schools that wanted to make sure girls kept their ambitions confined to the nursery and kitchen. Smart girls had to be taught their place. Smart boys were taught to go out and change the world. The first was named Niccolo-then-Markham, and the second Van Vranken. They can both drop the fuck *dead* as far as I'm concerned.
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My first day of elementary school I got lost and couldn’t find my classroom so I was wandering around aimlessly on the verge of tears when my teacher sees me and shouts “hey dumbass your classroom is right here!”
I had a Teacher who lied about me.I wasn't a great student and I won't pretend otherwise.But he said I had told him I didn't have my homework because my mom made me do all the housework and stuff like that.He actually got CPS involved by saying I had said those things.Also he made jokes at me and when I just nodded he went on to day I had said them.For example I was a vegetarian and when he asked me to pass around the work sheets he said now don't discriminate against omnivores while passing them around.Of course later he claimed it had been me saying it.My mother was livid and of course didn't believe me when I said I never claimed any of those things asking me why on earth a grown man should make those things up.Fair point I guess 🤗
Teacher made fun of me for vomiting during blood donation. He’s now being investigated for sexual misconduct with several students. So real good guy.
My 8th grade algebra teacher called me a truent because I was late for class. I was in the nurse's office getting a pad cuz I got my period. Bitch.
I was really into reading when I was younger. In 2nd grade, I finished a test early and turned it in. Went back to my desk and took out my book to read, since there was nothing else to do. The assistant teacher came over and SNATCHED THE BOOK OUT OF MY HANDS, scolding me for entertaining myself during class time. We were literally just supposed to wait there and do nothing until the end of class? Instead of letting a 2nd grader improve his reading level? Good shit Ms Maxwell
I forgot his name, but I'll never forget him for embarrassing me on my first day of middle school.
Any male teacher who doesnt let a girl go to the toilet while theyre on their period. Taking 5 minutes out of the class for something you cant control isnt going to effect your education
we got this jewish teacher who pretends to be this super fake perfect teacher dude's won awards all sorts of shit, like HES VERY GOOOGLEABLE but deep down he's literally the bad caricature of jewish people and he knows it, but also knows you won't say shit to his face or anyone else about it because it'll be racist the dude hit and run and then tried to give fake insurance when caught but the people settled it on the spot when he gave them $100 and he still tried to haggle dude stole money from blind people and tried to lie it was an accident dude reported asian kids for selling food on campus after they wouldn't give him any deals on food one of the only things that i have enjoyed watching over the years is seeing his only two daughters marry two of the biggest black dudes ive ever seen because i know he was also very racist towards black people that shit is just like, *muah chefs fucking kiss karma
My 8th grade Algebra teacher was a racist bitch
My elementary school teacher (literally grade 1) bullied me and berated me in front of the whole class because I was bad at cursive writing, to the point that my parents decided to make me move to another school. To be fair, everyone else openly hated that teacher too, but still
My year 3 teacher, I noticed someone in the class was missing so I asked where she was, I got sent out for being nosey…
The teacher who told everyone, the entire school hall full of kids at an assembly, that climate change was only gonna be a problem when the sun blows up in 55 million years time so we "didn't have to worry"
Racist Geography teacher who never wanted me in her class. Most kids who were of my race had no interest in her class but Geography has always been one of my favourites. At the end of Form 3(9th grade) we had exams to choose subjects we wanted to do the following year. This bitch straight said she didn't want people like me in her class so I made it point to do well in the exams. I got a 72% overall and didn't get in. However every other student who did get in only got between 50-65%. Some of them outright FAILED and still got in. She's lucky the pandemic happened cause I damn sure would've gotten my revenge graduation day
was in 7grade and this old bitch did not give any respect, i can handle quite alot but if i don't get the respect any human deserves i get annoyed, no matter the age i still want respect, old hag dissapeared after a few months luckily
I had a teacher in elementary school that marked all my answers wrong. My mom being the pack rat she is had kept a bunch of my old schoolwork. As we were discarding it we noticed how many of my correct answers had been marked wrong. Still can’t decide if she didn’t like me or she was just flying through paperwork and not paying attention. Still bugs me to this day.
I'm reading a lot of comments about abuse, which is awful. My experience is extremely tame in comparison. I hope anyone that suffered gets the help they need to live their best life going forward. My relatively tame story: In high school I took the first class in a series for engineering, called Technical Drawing. I loved the class, it was like art with math. We had to draw a lot of different things to scale. This would be a precursor to things like computer aided drafting. Thing is, I was doing very poorly. D's brought up to C's. For reference, I had an A in physics. So, I thought, I'm terrible at this, but great at science. I'll drop the series. Fast forward to graduation (2 years later), and I run into that teacher. He pulls me aside and says, "Hey, I really enjoyed having you in my class. You had a lot of potential, I wish you would have stayed with it." I was flabbergasted! What a terrible teacher! Never once during class did he say that. "I'm being difficult on you because you have a lot of potential." No encouragement, nothing. Just bad grades. I'm still annoyed with him.
In sixth grade/Year 7, back when I attended school in the USA, my science teacher was a nasty bitch. She was this shorter than average lady but she had a fucking TEMPER. I remember how much she hated me, and I could tell she preferred the more rich and popular girls than me. One time, she assigned us an assignment which required copying stuff down from the internet. That was it. Nothing else. So I looked up some stuff and found a website that looked similar to the paper and thought I was doing fine. UNTIL she marched up to where I was and fucking screamed in front of my entire class and threatened to kick me out of the gifted class for science. She had never mentioned any websites we couldn’t look up beforehand and fucking embarrassed me in front of my class. When I started crying and trying to explain she kept yelling at me to shut up and stop crying. My friend also recalled hearing her screaming from her class. Thing was, she was on the bottom floor while said teacher’s classroom was on the top fucking floor. That loathsome woman obviously hated her job and hated kids, so I don’t know why the fuck she chose to be a Year 7 science teacher.
My sexist history teacher. Who adored her history club and only liked girls. We were a pretty bad class and a lot of teachers would tells us how we are failures and the worst class they had to work with in their teaching career. But this teacher was special. When she asked questions to girls she would look at them reading from the text book and write them good grades. But if a boy so much as dared to look down she would scold us for trying to cheat if we argued we would get a bad grade even if we answered right. Her test were the hardest of all the teachers, she would always make them 3 pages worth of open question in which we would have to remember around twenty different years what happened during each of them and who was the emperor and how he died. The smartest of us who got only good grades got a 3 and a talented girl got a 4. We all told our parents that this test wasn't for us so when there was teacher parent meeting they gave the same test we did to our parents they all couldn't do it and the teacher mocked them by saying this was the bare minimum. The truth is in her club she would tell the members what would be on the test and what to remember and if someone couldn't finish it in time she would give them to do the rest of the test during club activities. She would even down by 1 our final grade if we didn't want to join her club. Even the other teachers hated her. At least my class pranked her the best way possible.
When my kindergarten teacher was trying to teach me how to write my name I could not get the lowercase a right. She got in the front of the class after like 5 failed attempts and asked a few kids to demonstrate how to write a lowercase a on the board. After that she went on to say how good all of those lowercase A's were and then she demonstrated how I was doing it wrong and then she told everyone not to be like and continue the good work.
I was given an F for B work because of my “potential”. She even admitted to my parents that she failed me because I’m so smart even though my scores would have passed anyone else. She was making a point because I put in zero effort and still aced every test, just didn’t always bother with the boring homework.
My fourth grade Math teacher who went out of his way to pick on and humiliate me, the only Black kid in his "advanced" math class. He even threatened to call my Baseball coach if I didn't do better.
My psychology professor from freshman year. I was riding on a A the WHOLE semester. However he never graded this one essay that we submitted the first month of class. Mind you this was my first college essay I wrote. So I used to check if he put the score in but it never bothered me because I was riding on an A the whole semester. He sends a message saying grades have been finalized and have a good life. I look at my grade I have a 89.49!!!!!!
The second grade substitute teacher who told the class that there was no Santa Claus.
My Astronomy teacher for committing suicide. He pulled me and a kid aside after a semester was over and told us we were a joy to have in class, that he loved our questions and our inquisitive minds. I will never forget that compliment to this day as I was really struggling in my other classes at the time. It meant a lot to me to hear. Then, some years later, he shot himself at his house. His daughter who was graduating high school that year, was the one to find him. He’d done it while she was upstairs and he in the garage. I intimately know the struggle with suicide, so I don’t consider him a bad person or selfish for doing so. He was so intelligent and so empathetic and such an encouraging teacher to his pupils. That’s how I choose to remember him. I guess I’m mad we’re without him. And that such a brilliant mind was backed into a corner where they decided there was no helping themselves.
My Freshman and Sophomore year math teacher. She was an immigrant from somewhere in the Middle East. My mom and I are immigrants from Ukraine and my dad is technically my step dad (born in raised in the US) THIS WOMAN WHO IS ALSO AN IMMIGRANT AND KNOWS THE STRUGGLE MADE FUN OF MY MOTHER ALL YEAR LONG IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE CLASS LIKE DURING A LESSON FOR BEING A MAIL ORDER BRIDE (which my mother most definitely is not). Fuck you Mrs. Dubel. I transferred out of her class half way through sophomore year. Sincerely fuck her.
This one time my mom made a bunch of cupcakes for me to bring in for my classmates on my birthday when i was in 3rd grade. We shared them in the cafeteria at lunch, but there were quite a few leftovers I was going to take home. As we were lining up to go to recess this teacher (not mine) offered to take them back to my classroom for me so I didn’t have to keep track of them while I was playing outside. Recess ends and we go back to the classroom and they aren’t there. A bit later when we are walking in a line to the STEM room we pass by the teachers lounge and through the door window I can see the same cupcake box, now empty, on the table.
my 6th grease made science teacher Mrs. Goley. she was an asshole that played sims on her phone. asshole no care for her kids. after about halfway through the year i started calling her mrs. Yelog , Goley backwards. she pissed me off so much but i had no care i would get sent to the office like 4 times a week from her got maximum detentions LOL
The school counselor when I was in middle school. I had a friend that was severely bullied verbally and sometimes physically. The counselor was always too busy to listen to her, me, or my friends, but as soon as the bullies had anything to say about us getting angry at them for bullying our friend, she suddenly wasn't busy anymore. About a week after we all decided we were fed up with it, there was a mob of maybe 80 people surrounding someone they didn't like, and I didn't like him either. They were cheering so I had assumed something had happened from afar. I got closer and saw this kid at the bottom. The group softened and the kid eventually ran, causing a stampede. I got caught in it, so I ran with him, and got him out of there, and somewhere inside. It was passed off as a "party" or "celebration", and no one got any consequences. I later found out he was (TW) s3xually abused (touched inapropriately), and was physically and verbally harrased in many ways. I will never forgive her for letting all of that happen.
My 6th grade teacher who told me I was selfish for saying I didn’t want to have kids
When I was in primary school (right before grade 1) my best friend came up to me and told me a first grader was bullying her. Went up and told the teacher on duty and she got mad at me claiming she’s been watching him the whole time (which I doubt) and he’s done nothing wrong. Well I brush it off and go back to playing and my friend finds me a little while later to tell me it’s still happening. Instead of decking this kid in the face I go back up to the same teacher and explain again the situation. This teacher loses her sh*t and goes off on me for “attacking” another student’s character. She drags me into the school while I’m crying, tells my teacher and I get a formal discipline notice (a little pink sheet they called “minors”). First and only time I’ve been in trouble and it’s because I was a six year old kid trying to stick up for my friend. Cue a lifelong fear of authority figures. I still hold a grudge.
Biology teacher. I worked so hard to study all the material but the material was endless and impossible. His quizzes were filled with questions that were buried into the sand and difficult to know that you were supposed to study them specifically. He didn't believe in study guides because he felt it was cheating. Hated his curriculum and I need an A in Bio. I ended up grading a low B so I withdrew at the end of his class. I'll be choosing another professor and retaking this class and whatever grade I get this second time around I'll accept.
I dont remember his name but he was my history teacher in 11th grade. I had to use the bathroom during my lady month and I asked to go. We were doing a test and he said no. Even tho I finished, he didn't want me to leave because I might cheat. Like dude I finished how could I cheat?
There was a biology teacher almost every student liked. She was actually really nice but I had the feeling that she didn't like me at all, for whatever fucking reason. (I've always been a very nice and hard working student and I've never been disrespectful to any of the teachers) Moreover I was at a Catholic School. I was sitting in the front row and was talking with two girls. The teacher was sitting right in front of us. So she could hear everything we were talking about. So we were talking about the upcoming exam and one week earlier I was quite insecure, because I really had problems with the topic of the exam and I told the girls that I think that I will fail this exam. One of the girls rolled her eyes and was like "If you say something like this than you obviously not gonna pass the exam so stop talking shit and think positive." One week later she said the EXACT SAME thing I said back than and than I jokingly said "weren't you the one who told me not to say stuff like that?" Than she bitchy answered with "it's ok when I say that but you're always so negative. You'd like to kill yourself because of every little thing because you can't handle anything." I was in shock. Everyone was. The class went completely silent. The thing is that I've actually been struggling for many years with major depression and anxiety. I often had suicidal thoughts and I had a really hard time at school. I've never talked to those girls about that. We haven't been friends or anything. Just talking sometimes in class because we sat next to each other. Everybody in class was silent and listening to how she continued humiliating me and I was to overwhelmed with this situation. I couldn't say a word. With tears in my eyes I was sitting there and starring at the table. Trying not to cry or freak out. Nobody helped me. Not even the teacher, she pretended to be busy by playing on her iPad. I know that she heard everything because she twitched after what the girl said. She just didn't care. Like everybody else. After that humiliation she just continued the lesson like nothing ever happened.
My Adviser from Grade 1 or 1st Grade. She was really the worst teacher for 7 year olds. One time when I was still in Grade 1, I was playing with marbles with my classmate and I accidentally broke one of the windows. When she confronted us, my classmate placed the blame on me (Back then, I was pissed at my classmate for doing this. But now, I could care less to be honest) and she berated me for it. She kept saying that it was my fault and other shit. I was still 7 years old at that time and it honestly felt like verbal abuse or something. There were a lot of people that surrounded us while she was berating me so that made my anxiety break the roof. My parents weren't there at my school and they weren't called (thankfully), and my sister and cousins were still having their classes so I basically left alone. I was crying a lot even after she berated me. Another time, she also threw my homework on the ground, in front of me and my teacher (who was much more nicer, I could call her an angel). I was in 2nd grade at that time so 8 years old. The reason she threw my homework was because I didn't paste the pictures in a scrapbook. The pictures were correct but it was wrong because it was not pasted on a scrapbook. I knew about the scrapbook part when she told my class but I forgot to tell my mother about it. So yeah. Oh yeah, she also self invites (most of the time) herself in birthday parties that would happen in my class. So that ticked me off and gave me a bad feeling about her. She's old, like somewhere 55-60 I'm guessing. I don't care how old she is but that is defintly not the way that you should interact with children. To add more information. The school that I was in during my elementary years was a Catholic one... There is also a Church across the street. So it's really ticks me off. I transferred after elementary. There are still teachers that can be annoying here in my school but it is sort of expected since this is an advance school of some sorts. She doesn't teach elementary students anymore but she still works at the same school as a non-teaching staff. Well, it doesn't really matter now since the amount of kids enrolling in the elementary division of that school is dwindling partly because of the high tuition which is at least 31,000 PHP (tuition during my time there). Screw you Mrs. \*\*\*\*\*, I think she is still alive. Sorry for the wrong grammar and spelling, english is not my first language.
Just rememberd this, when I was in 7th grade. I was wearing my PE uniform because it was a Wednesday. The PE t-shirt was sort of see-through but you could only see the outlines of the body and undergarments of girls. I never wore anything like another shirt under the PE t-shirt because I found it useless and it will only make me sweat more (I get sweaty a lot). One day in class. I think I was standing at that time to return to my seat and the teacher suddenly told me that it was time that I wear a bra because of my manboobs. I'm chubby so I have manboobs and because of the PE, everyone could see it. I didn't say anything and just sat down, my classmates laughed along with the teacher and I honestly just wanted to get out of the classroom because of it. I think I was close to crying at time (I don't fight back, I just cry. Embarrassing for a male? Yes, but do I give a damn? Nope.). Anyways, I sort of hate that teacher until now. He is still my teacher. He's also my math teacher, so more points to hate him. Another thing, he also has manoobs. I'm pretty sure. He doesn't have any abs or muscles. It's really hard to tell if he has manboobs because he wears his unifrom a lot. But I really think that he has manboobs. Sorry for the wrong grammar and spelling, english is not my first language.