Our teachers are one of the people we see as role models. We expect them to be empathetic and kind hearted inside and outside of the classroom.
But, not all teachers possess the best qualities of an educator. If you are unlucky, going to school might just be the worst day of your life.
These stories will show you that compassion is not always present inside a classroom. You might even wonder why these people became teachers in the first place. Check these out!
1. Seventh-Grade Nightmare
Once, in the seventh grade, two popular girls locked the teacher (who everyone hated) out of the classroom. She stormed in and demanded to know who locked the door. No one said anything.
She then singled me out (she hated me) and said that I would get a week's worth of detention for this because I hadn't ratted out the girls who locked the door.
I protested because the rest of the class hadn't said anything either and I didn't lock the door. She then took me into the hall and said one of the most traumatizing things.
She told me no one liked me, no one would ever like me, and that I would never have real friends. Now this was all true, I was the least popular kid in school, but hearing her say it was like a punch in the gut. I just stood there and cried.
advicemcadvice
2. A Love Letter Gone Wrong
At bathroom break in 5th grade, I tried to put an "anonymous" love letter on the desk of the boy I liked. A girl who hated me saw it and immediately complained to the teacher about what I did.
The teacher punished me by making me move my desk across the room while she was yelling that no one loved me and no one would ever love me. As an adult, I found out she was an alcoholic.
HelenAngel
3. A Student’s Gut Versus A Teacher’s Wisdom
In the 4th or 5th grade, I was randomly looking down at my arm because I was bored in class and saw a few raised dots on the inside of my elbow.
I go to the teacher and say, "I think I have chicken pox." She looks at it and says, "That's not chicken pox. Go back to your seat." It was freaking chicken pox.
It was the same teacher: I was looking out the window and saw smoke above the pine trees. I tell her, "I think that is my house! That is close to where my house is."
She, in all her wisdom, says, "Your house is not on fire. Go sit down." I got home from school and sure enough, it wasn't my house that had caught on fire. It was our shed.
katedid
4. From Migraine To Meningitis
In primary school, I had a massive migraine. I couldn't focus and I couldn't move my neck either. I asked the teacher if I could go to the nurse but he refused and said "Lie your head on the desk there is nothing wrong with you."
I went home and ended up being taken to the hospital where I spent the next 3 days on a drip and under observation for suspected meningitis.
I had a lumbar puncture where they drained my spinal fluid and no one knew what the heck was wrong with me. Nice of him to believe me.
Captainplanet85
5. Mother’s Fury Transformed A Principal
I've had plenty of these experiences myself but I know my brother has had it worse. While he was in middle school, some kid slammed him up against some lockers and broke his arm.
The principal refused to believe it was broken but finally, near the end of the day, he called my mother. Before she had gotten there the principal told my brother he was worthless and would never amount to anything.
When my mother got there and found out, she lay in the principal. She stormed into the office in a rage yelling "Who told my son he was worthless? Who?"
That principal from then on was the nicest guy I had ever dealt with growing up in middle school.
diaperedpupp
6. The Punishment Of Prodigy
I have always been a voracious reader. When I was in elementary school they had a series of books that you had to read and then do the answer sheet with those cool invisible pen things.
We were encouraged to go at our own pace and turn them in as we finished. I thought they were interesting and fun so I started in on them right away. I also thought they were easy.
There were a total of 25 books in the series. I was on number 22 about halfway through the first term before Christmas break.
The teacher pulled me aside and said I was doing them too quickly and that I had to wait for the rest of the class to catch up. So while the other kids read their books I had to sit at my desk, for an hour or two each day and do nothing.
I was not allowed to read, do homework, anything. The rest of the class never did catch up and I finished the entire school year at the same place they stopped me.
Edrondol
7. Outsmarting The Teacher
What made mine so funny was that this teacher I had changed schools. I got her again when I hit junior high for English. So in 7th grade, she asked us to read an Edgar Allan Poe story "The Gold Bug.”
Having already read the entire Poe catalog (well, most of it) I blurted out, "I love that story!" She told me to stop lying about reading so much and started asking me questions about it.
After three or four questions, it was obvious I knew about the story and had shown her up in class. She tried telling me to read other Poe stories.
I remember "Masque of the Red Death" and "The Fall of the House of Usher" and I had already read those as well. So she sent me to the principal to talk back.
Later in the year, I wrote a profanity-laced tirade paper that got me in a lot of trouble but it seemed to placate her as she didn't bother me again after that.
Not sure why that worked, but putting her as the lead character in the 7th-grade equivalent of anthropomorphic characters explicit content story made her back off.
Edrondol
8. Facing Prejudice
I was in 6th grade and this was on September 12th, 2001. It was in the minutes before English class started and a bunch of students were harassing me and asking if I was happy about what my people (Lebanese) did.
Considering my parents left the Middle East to get away from violence like this, and how I was just as upset as anyone else after 9/11, I ran out of the room near tears.
The teacher follows me out and sits down next to me, thinking she is about to console me. Instead, she yelled at me and said I overreacted and my storming out was unacceptable.
She made me go inside and apologize to everyone, including the students who were yelling at me. It was the most embarrassing and degrading moment of my life.
dmtry
9. Caught In A Snotty Misunderstanding
When I was in 7th grade, I started developing horrible seasonal allergies. One day I went to the bathroom and spent 5 minutes draining my head of snot.
This must have made my nose look red. When I came back, the teacher took me out into the hall and accused me of doing illegal substances in the bathroom.
I was in 7th grade. I'm pretty sure I had never drunk, let alone blown an illegal substance which until now, I still never have.
But, I ended up telling my guidance counselor that it was crap, and clearly, this guy has a distorted view of me. I "got" an A for the rest of the year in that class.
jles
10. Lessons In Cruelty
In first grade, the teacher asked us to write a story about what we did that day. Being 6 years old I wrote about how I ate a snack bar earlier that day. I remember feeling good about what I wrote because that's actually what I did.
I handed my story to the teacher thinking I had done well when she grabbed me up and took me into her office. She told me to put my hands on her desk.
She paddled me right there. I was so shocked. She told me that the story I had written was garbage and I would never amount to anything.
Later on in third grade, we were reading out of a textbook. Every time the teacher would call on me I couldn't find our place. She would call on me every other time.
I tried as hard as I could but couldn't find where the other kids were reading in this book. Every time she would call on me she would call me an idiot and ask me what was wrong with me.
She had everyone in the class laughing at me. Near the end, she finally comes over to show me where to read.
Turns out my book was a different revision from the others. So he tells me to shut up and just listen until they get me a new book. No apology or anything.
stimbus
11. Judging A Book By Its Cover
In the fourth grade, I was reading Eye of the World by Robert Jordan, book one in the Wheel of Time series. This is about a 500 to more than 600 pages paperback.
I remember my teacher at the time saying to me, “That book is too big for you. Don't bring it in anymore.” Whenever I think of this, I'm absolutely dumbfounded. Maybe she thought it could be full of “adult” material.
CaptainSqually
12. Innocent Reading Misjudgment
I loved to read in fifth grade. One of my favorites was Dave Barry. I would read anything he wrote that I could get my hands on.
One day, my teacher calls me out into the hallway and holds up a copy of Dave Barry Does Japan which he took out of my desk without permission.
He then proceeded to lecture me on how I should not be reading such an inappropriate book that contains words like "panties" and "booger.”
_Shit_Just_Got_Real_
13. Cruelty On Childhood Stuttering
My brother had a very very bad stutter when he was a kid, and one teacher (Who had a heart attack and passed away about 6 years ago) would pick on him mercilessly.
One time, my brother couldn't say a word, so the teacher sat him down in front of the class under the blackboard until he could say it. He sat there the entire day crying because of what she did. That teacher was a wench.
piratepixie
14. Combatting Social Awkwardness
I missed the first day of a college class because I was attending my mother's funeral. I told him the reason why I was absent to which he replied, "Well I guess you can't use that excuse again.”
I was still pretty much in shock so I just looked at him blandly then went and sat down. I would also like to point out that I found out over the semester that the teacher wasn't rude, he was just completely clueless and socially awkward.
pringlescan5
15. Cheese, Holes, And Wet Sweater
My German teacher was a crazy lady. She always talked about how girls were better than guys, and she pulled the hair of her students, etc.
This one time, she told us that cheese was a male word, because cheese has holes. Now, it was always deadly silent in her classroom, because we were 12 and terrified of this teacher.
Then, one kid mumbles, “But I thought women had more holes.” Her face went pale, and without saying anything, she stood up, took a sponge, soaked it with water, and squeezed it into his sweater. I never laughed so hard.
TheRaven42
16. The Hurtful Gym Class Incident
I was the fat girl in school for pretty much my entire life. In ninth grade, the gym teacher called me a beached whale in front of the entire class.
Everyone laughed and started making whale noises at me. I started crying and hid in the bathroom for the rest of the class.
The gym teacher marked me absent and turned me in for skipping class. In turn, I was suspended from school for a day.
When I tried to explain what happened to the assistant principal, the gym teacher denied everything even when another kid in the class backed up my story. Nearly fifteen years later, I still hope he gets punched in the throat.
[deleted]
17. The Horror Pee Incident
I peed my pants in first grade and ran from the classroom. I was sitting outside too scared to go back in. The teacher comes out and sits next to me.
He proceeds to tell me a story about how her uncle was sitting outside one day and was bitten by a snake and passed away. She said if I didn't come back inside the same thing would happen to me.
I will give her points for effectiveness as it got me inside. But it's a pretty crappy thing to say to a first-grader who was just socially traumatized in front of classmates. For the record, I live in Australia. So she was probably right.
Orichalcon
18. Paper Football Fugitive
In 6th grade, I had a bad teacher. I was playing paper football with 3 other guys at our table. Something you can't possibly do alone.
Well, the teacher comes over grabs me by the shoulder, and says she's sending me to the principal's office. I was shocked that I was the only one going for something so stupid.
She wrote a note to the principal saying that she had repeatedly told me not to play paper football which was a lie. The principal took this way too seriously. He then told me I would receive 3 hits from the paddle. Which hurts!
I had been paddled 1 before but only hit once. I was shocked but asked if I could change into my jeans because I was still wearing my gym shorts. This is where it got fun.
I ran out of that school. I was planning on running away. From what I heard they looked everywhere for me in the school. I got lost walking around trying to find my way back home for a while.
I jumped through a few yards and fields. Finally made it to a main highway where I was spotted by a state trooper.
I took off running and hid in a small cove that was made from the area being bulldozed and a tree trunk being knocked over making a little cave. The next thing I heard was dogs.
An officer had a dog with him and came and sniffed me out. Had a rabid dog barking at me at the entrance of this little cove. They pulled me out, handcuffed me, and brought me back to school escorted by 2 police officers.
I was walking back into school just when it was letting out, all muddy and handcuffed while being escorted by the two police officers. In the end, I was suspended for a week from school but never paddled.
My parents didn't ground me or anything and I got to stay home and play video games. After that, I pretty much became a legend at school as the kid who went fugitive.
lawless420
19. Terrifying Thunderstorm Witch
My 3rd-grade teacher, Mrs. H, had decided that it would be a good idea once to tell all of us, her students, that she was a witch and that she got her powers from thunderstorms.
A few days later, coincidentally, the power suddenly went out due to a thunderstorm and I can still clearly remember her cackling when it happened. It really scared the ever-loving crap out of me.
Broke_parent
20. Misunderstood Abdullah
An olive-skinned friend of mine in high school started calling himself Abdullah and speaking with a poorly faked Middle Eastern accent as a joke referring to the way people tended to assume he was a foreigner due to his complexion.
When he introduced himself as Abdullah to a substitute teacher using that fake accent, she left the room and got the principal.
The principal took my friend out of class to tell him that the substitute was afraid for her life because she thought he was a terrorist. He told us all of this after returning to the room while she was in the hallway talking with the principal.
When she came back in I was like "Are you really that much of a racist?" and others vocally agreed. She cried, left, and didn't come back. It was a strange day.
nickiter
21. Tuneless Turmoil
My elementary school music teacher never taught us music, but rather she talked to us about the war on terror, every day and how it should be affecting us.
She went into politics that a fifth grader is not bound to understand, especially when a majority of it was propaganda.
She was very upset the day some kid in our class decided to wear a t-shirt as a turban as a way to tell her to shut the heck up. This is music class. We're supposed to be learning music.
Ghoti023
22. Gender Bias In Playtime
I'm a girl. When I went to meet the teacher after kindergarten registration, there was a huge set of wooden blocks in the room. I was shy and other kids were playing with the blocks.
I made a note of it to play with them when I came back to school. On the first day of school, I went over to the blocks and started to play. Then, the teacher came over and said, "Those are boy toys. Go play with something else."
Liesitellmykids
23. A Teacher’s Downfall
I had an English teacher my senior year who told all of the girls in the class that we were going to have to dumb it down if we ever wanted a man to marry us because men hate smart women.
He then suggested that we spend less time preparing for class and more time learning how to cook, clean, etc. 3 years later he was kicked off campus and arrested for pushing illegal substances on the basketball players he coached.
[deleted]
24. Magic: The Gathering Mishap
During junior high and high school, I played Magic: The Gathering, and in my own in-class time I would peruse through my deck and cards and make adjustments and tweaks.
In 8th grade, I had a substitute teacher in one of my classes. On this day, I had my deck sitting on the corner of the desk, I wasn't touching it or anything.
The teacher walked by, picked up the cards, and started sifting through them, the entire time shaking her head and making a "tsk tsk tsk" sound.
She then looked at me, and asked what church I go to, and if I knew what I was getting myself into. I responded curtly that I didn't believe in going to church.
She replies, unsurprised "I should have known,” and proceeds to lecture me about how I need to rethink my life and that I don't know what I'm getting myself into.
In disbelief that this is happening, look at her and say "I don't know what your problem is, but it's just a card game.".
I ended up getting a month's worth of detention for using profanity and the deck was confiscated until my parents came to talk to the teacher and retrieve it. Still pisses me off thinking about it.
psikoscweek
25. Smart And Snubbed
I was always really ahead of my class. I tended to ignore my teachers and fool around because I already knew what they were teaching me, just from encyclopedias and reading the textbook and such.
The teachers in junior high hated not being necessary. One day we sat down for a test and my science teacher said to the girl beside me "Don't let her copy off of you, she thinks she's so smart" loud enough for the whole class to hear.
Thankfully I was smart, and passed the test with 93%, while the girl she said this to had like 70%. In relation, my social teacher the same year told my mom he hated me because I never listened to him but passed all the tests.
My mom told him to screw off. Before you think I am trying to sound amazing, I had to drop out of both high school and university due to money issues, so I am not doing too hot at the moment.
PhedreRachelle
26. Lost, Found, And Pocketed
Back in second grade I was wandering the school playground and came across a $20 note lying on the concrete near the kindergarten classrooms. I thought I would be responsible and give it to my teacher to return it to its rightful owner.
I went back to class and told her I found it in the playground. She takes it, says thank you, and puts it in her purse as she walks away.
[deleted]
27. She Teaches More Than She Know
I had a teacher in the 7th grade who didn't know that Washington, D.C. was its own thing and not part of any state. From that point on, I had to question everything I was being taught.
On second thought, I guess it was a good thing that I learned teachers were not infallible. On third thought, maybe the teacher did it on purpose to help kick-start critical thinking in her students.
Thro-A-Weigh
28. Fallacy Of Troublesome Kids
Some background: When I was in 3rd grade I was fairly hyper (and was diagnosed with ADHD) and annoyed my teacher.
I wasn't that bad but I got all my work done in a quarter of the time it took everyone else so I was always bored. Rather than giving me more to do she told me to sit quietly. Having ADHD and free time while being bored is bad.
One day my teacher wasn't there so someone in my class suggested we throw one of those "parties" you see in movies. People were throwing paper at each other and everything.
I was assigned as the lookout. When I saw someone coming I warned everyone and sat in my seat. It was our teacher. When she saw what was going on and saw me sitting in my seat she blamed me for the whole thing.
I don't remember exactly what happened but she came over and started yelling at me got angry and flipped one of those heavy desks on me spilling all my stuff over the floor.
I was always small and light so having a solid metal school desk fall on you hurts a lot. I was upset and when I got home I told my mom what happened.
My teacher had called her over lunch and told her it was an accident and she was trying to get a textbook from my desk when it flipped so my mom didn't believe me.
It took her a full 6 months to hear about it from another parent for her to believe me and my parents thought it was too late to do anything about it. I went back to see the teacher when I went off to middle school.
She still defended her actions and didn't even apologize. She claimed she lost her cool dealing with me for the whole year and that it was my fault for being a troublesome kid.
psychicsword
29. Battling Biased Grading
When I was in middle school they were going to hold me back a grade because I wasn't able to do my homework (I think it was a time issue, I don't remember the specifics) even though I aced all of my tests or anything done in class.
My mom fought for me tooth and nail and eventually, they said that if I was able to do the entire year's worth of homework for all of my classes within 3 days (during school).
They would accept all of it late and not dock me for it or anything, I'm pretty sure they didn't think that was enough time. It took me a day and a half.
I remember the look on one of the teacher's faces when she said that I couldn't possibly be done and that all of my work must be crappy and rushed and then the change in her expression as she started looking through it.
Even after that, they tried to take back what they said and only gave me a barely passing grade, even though I would have gotten the highest grade in most courses and the second highest in one or two.
They tried to argue that I must have cheated, even though I had been in a room by myself and one other rotated-out teacher at all times. They tried to argue that "that's not really what they meant."
Suddenly, it turned into "we didn't think he would do that well." They even tried the "it's not fair to the other students" approach. Eventually, they relented and gave me the grade they had agreed on, but they did it begrudgingly.
dubloe7
30. A Rotten Apple
I was best friends with this girl who was the teacher's niece in 3rd grade. For some reason, the teacher hated me and didn't want me hanging around her niece.
So, she told the whole class this story about how there's a "rotten" apple, and if you place it with a bunch of "good" apples all the "good" apples would eventually become rotten as well.
She implied that I was the "rotten" apple her niece was the "good" apple and I was making her niece rotten by hanging out with her.
She ended the story by saying to me "You, this is why you shouldn't hang out with my niece.” I disowned that wench immediately.
cracqueen
31. Class Clown Chronicles
It was the first day of my junior year in high school. I was sitting in my financial planning class waiting for my teacher to get things started.
I had this teacher my freshman year and my favorite thing to do was to piss him off because of how angry he would get. Since my last name is towards the bottom of the alphabet, I was the last to be checked into role call.
He pauses right before he comes to my name, looks up at me, and says, "Why haven't you graduated yet." I laughed and told him I was only a junior, and he said, "Oh Christ."
GameLocks
32. Tales Of A Calculated Rebellion
In 10th grade, I had a math teacher that hated me for whatever reason. One day, I got to class and had forgotten my calculator (this was pre-calculus, and we were required to have a good old TI-83 in class).
I asked if I could borrow one of the spares provided by the school for just such occasions. She told me that I could not, and then threatened to throw me out of a window if I ever forgot my calculator again.
A few weeks later, I had to stay late in class before to clear something up with the teacher and didn't have time to go to my locker and grab my calculator.
Not wanting to ask her for a spare again, I sat quietly in the back of the room for most of the period, not doing any work to avoid being reprimanded.
Well, eventually she called on me and asked me what the answer to a question was, and I had to admit that I didn't have a calculator.
She said, "Well it's a good thing I don't have the windows open" and then sent me to the principal's office with a writeup for "being disruptive."
In another instance, I had to pee badly in the middle of class. This was not a common occurrence. I believe this was the only time I had ever asked to go to the bathroom.
She said no the first time I ever asked to pee, even though were simply working quietly by ourselves and I would have missed nothing.
A few minutes later, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I asked again. She again sent me to the principal's office for "being disruptive." I wish I could have made it to her car without pissing myself.
[deleted]
33. The Bladder Battle
I have some medical problems. Part of these issues cause me trouble controlling my bladder for very long. I had a class after lunch that I always had to piss during. Well, the teacher hated it.
He decided to test it one day and not let me leave (he had been threatening this for a while). So I held it as long as I could and interrupted class to say "I can't hold it any longer I must go!"
He said "No way. Today I win." So I stood up (in the back corner) and pissed on the wall and floor. He flipped and I got suspended.
So I went to my neurosurgeon and he wrote a nice little letter about respecting medical problems before they become lawsuits.
creepyredditloaner
34. When Teacher Cross The Line
A teacher asked me if I was gay, accusingly, three times. In the middle of the boy's locker room. I am a closeted gay person. He was asking me because I sucked at football. I was not checking anyone out.
He also told my female friend who talks a lot that "She should not be surprised if she grows up and a man hits her.” He eventually got fired for saying something about black people.
al11bro
35. Potty Mishap
In 7th grade, my science teacher was a real jerk about letting students use the restroom during class. You need to take his version of a hall pass with you (the overhead projector, complete on a rolling cart).
One day, we were all just reading or something, not doing anything. I realized I had to go pee, badly. I went over to his desk and asked permission, and he looked up from his newspaper long enough to smirk and say no.
I quietly but firmly tried to explain that I had to go right at the moment, and could he please let me go to the restroom? Again, the smirk and "No."
Being an obedient kid, and one who usually was straight-As, I went back to my chair and sat down, desperately shifting in my seat as the urge to go got worse and worse.
The teacher was surely aware of it, as my fidgeting was enough to draw the attention of classmates who stopped reading long enough to stare at me oddly for a few seconds.
Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore, and the dam burst. I peed all over my new dress, the chair, my backpack under the table, and the white tile floor (I'll never forget that gleaming white floor for the rest of my life).
Everybody near me immediately was scooting away and other students further away were pointing and laughing. I immediately started crying, and the teacher realized that maybe he had made a mistake in not letting me go.
He took me to the office, where I had to sit alone in cold wet clothes until my mother arrived. He never mentioned it to me or apologized.
For the rest of the year and even the following one, I was known as "Potty.” When I was getting ready to move out of state, some people even signed my yearbook that way. "To Potty: We'll miss you; don't forget your diapers!"
I imagine they got some poor janitor to clean up my piss puddle, but I like to imagine old Mr. N having to clean it up himself. Later that year though, he got some payback as another student put ex-lax in his coffee and was expelled for it.
[deleted]
36. Turning Criticism To Inspiration
In 5th grade, it was kind of a milestone for all the students to make these big weaving things in art class and they were displayed all over school as sort of a last hurrah before we went off to 6th grade in middle school.
My mom took me to the craft store to get all the supplies and I spent at least an hour in there painstakingly picking out the colors of yarn and little details like beads and such.
It took us all about two weeks to complete our weavings and I was so proud of what I did that I was ready to burst.
Toward the end of the two weeks, my art teacher was making her way around the room to see what we'd done. When she came to me she looked down and said, "That just looks ditsy."
I was crushed. What would compel an art teacher of all subjects to make such a dig at a kid attempting to display her creativity is beyond me. I went on to become a Graphic Designer and make loads of money. She just got fat.
linds360
37. Unconventional Teacher
This teacher wasn't mean (although she could scream like a wench and do it for 40 minutes) but she was a total bum and it puzzles me how she got her teacher's license.
She spends the whole lesson bored, telling us about her intimate life, how drunk she gets on the weekends, and all about the protection she uses for the first time.
We are all 15 year olds. She's by no means as brutal as any of your teachers but it just makes you wonder if you should record the crap she tells us in case you ever need something against her.
Vinc3ntPh4m
38. Bullying Behind The Desk
I was a heavier kid and in the 3rd grade, I was a bit of an outcast. We had a sub in geography class one day, and he was the typical "cool teacher" who would joke around and further try bonding with kids by reinforcing their cliques.
I ended up dropping my pencil and as I bent over the desk, he commented in front of everyone and I quote, "I bet that's the most exercise you've had since your video game broke."
I immediately cried my way to the principal who called my mother to pick me up. She opted to not confront the teacher as she later told me, she was afraid of her anger.
The teacher eventually gave me an in-person but still private apology and was removed from subbing at our school. The kids in that classroom though, never forgot it and made the rest of school hell.
TehCourtJester
39. Classroom Cruelty
Not a personal tale, but I was there to witness it. I was sitting in a history class I had with this fresh out-of-school blonde wench of a teacher.
She tended to always yell at the other fat kid (I say "the other fat kid" because I was also a member of that binary star system).
Anyway, after some boring teaching, and some ruthless accosting of said fat kid, the kid laid his head down on the desk in defeat.
She immediately confronted him and asked, "Why are you laying your head down?" He replied, "Because I'm tired." She then said, "I know you can't be tired, Brian, because you know where you get energy from? Food."
Plumpkins
40. Insensitive Remarks Spark Tears
I know about one situation where my sister was in the 4th grade. My parents got pretty upset over what happened to her. I think she asked a very legitimate question regarding geography, something the other students didn't know yet.
The teacher answered, smirked at my sister, and said, "What, are you stupid or something?" that had her in tears for the rest of the day.
Erotic_Asphyxia
41. Embarrassing Bathroom Incident
When I was in the 3rd grade I had to go to the bathroom. I made some comments about "visiting the Tidy-Bowl man" to friends at my table as it was a popular TV commercial at the time.
When I got back from the bathroom the teacher stopped the class and questioned me in front of 30 kids about my "visit with the tidy bowl man.”
He dug it out asking question after question to a child about their trip to the bathroom. I was as embarrassed as I've ever been, and I cannot understand to this day why it was done.
pokeyjones
42. Cursive Conundrum
My parents transferred me from public school to private school between 2nd and 3rd grades. Where I grew up, private schools taught cursive writing in 2nd grade and public schools taught it in 3rd grade.
Everything done in class was to be done in cursive and I was expected to catch up with the rest of my class on my own. I wasn't able to.
By my 2nd month in her class, my teacher would routinely make me stand in front of the class and admit to being lazy and dumb because I wasn't able to keep up.
She would routinely subtract 20 points from any paper due to my handwriting. This made it impossible for me to get any grade higher than a C.
Standardized testing started in 3rd grade. I tested 98% for math and was reading at an 8th-grade level in 3rd grade. At the parent-teacher conference, she told my mother that my math grades were the work of the devil.
She told me that I should be in special education because I was too slow to learn proper penmanship. I don't think my lack of cursive handwriting skills has held me back in any way.
absinthe718
43. Heartless Teacher
My brother has this science teacher who was the biggest wench ever. Well, the girl who sat beside my brother hadn't done her homework for the past week.
Well when "Ms. R" asked her, she told her that her mom had a stroke. Ms. R told her that if she had done her homework and hadn't been so stupid, maybe her mom wouldn't have had a stroke. The girl was crying and ran out of the classroom.
AlbinoAJ
44. A Teacher’s Powertrip
During my freshman year, I was going through a ton of stuff that involved doctor appointments including being on crutches from a knee surgery.
One day I hobbled into my consumer math class and handed the teacher my excused absence slip to which he replied "I don't accept this" He tried to call me out in front of the whole class and asked me why I had so many absences.
Like I said, I am standing there on crutches, and not wanting further embarrassment, I said "That is my business.” He then said, "Lady, you just got yourself an F.”
I turned to leave the class, he demanded that I take my seat. I told him that since I had failed the class, I saw no reason to stay and proceeded out of the classroom.
So I failed a class for excused absences not because of my grades but because one teacher was on a power trip.
zooliegd1
45. Overcoming Bias In Math Education
When my mom was in high school, she had a math teacher who divided the class on gender, placing girls on one side and boys on the other.
He then proceeded to teach to the boys' side of the room and ignored the girls.
At the end of the year, he told my mom he'd pass her with a “D” if she promised not to take any more math classes.
Fast-forward several years, after my sister and I were born. She goes to college and excels at Math and Computer Science courses.
banksnld