Mochi Lone Wolf
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Post by Mochi Lone Wolf on Nov 22, 2014 0:46:07 GMT -5
My 11th grade Algebra 2 teacher was on paid leave due to his wife having a baby. So, for about 2 months we had a substitute. This guy had been teaching for well over 30 years and had taught math in nearly every major university in the state of Wisconsin and he a lot of awards for doing so. This guy's resume was impressive. However, he was old. He had to have been pushing 70. That's okay, I've had teachers who were about that age who could still teach as well as they used to. He wasn't one of them. He would write a problem on the board, and then forget what he was doing in the middle of it and just stare at the board for 10 minutes. He wouldn't say anything, he wouldn't move, he didn't even change his expressions, he would stare at the board with the blankest expression you could imagine. It got to the point where students in the class would walk up to him and say "Sir, are you okay?" and he would mumble something and keep staring at the board. He would also forget turn in dates for homework assignments, to the point where most students just turned it in and hoped for the best. The guy clearly had some kind of condition that slowed him down so much but the administration wouldn't listen to any sort of concern any of the students for fellow teachers had about him.
Poor guy is now in a home right now from what I've heard. And the administration at the school are still a bunch of airheads from what I've gathered. I mean, this is the same administration that wouldn't address the amount of littering going on in the designated student parking lot for months until the very last day of school, when the decided to hold a spontaneous assembly about it......right in the middle of the very last exam of the year. As if somehow people will get the message about not trashing the school out there on the day when said message was the most hollow.
Everyone used to joke that when you entered the front office, you were entering another world. A world where everything outside of it just doesn't exist and no one knew shit. Guys would act up in class and be sent to the office, the teacher would call the front office to tell them they sent them there, and that person would be in their next class like normal. Like nothing ever happened and that person would just go on about their day. No one ever sent anyone to look for them, and when the teacher would call to check, they'd flat out say they forgot. This happened constantly.
Not to mention there you could walk by the front office and see all the adults napping on their desks and the student aides on their phones texting away. Phones would be ringing all over the place, people would be sitting there waiting for their questions to be answered, and everyone would just be too busy sleeping or on their phones to do so. It was bizarre. It amazes me that anything ever got done in that school because the people in charge looked and acted like they were in the goddamned Twilight Zone 24/7.
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Heartbreaker
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Post by Heartbreaker on Nov 22, 2014 1:27:26 GMT -5
Asshole maths/science teacher telling my class (a bunch of 13/14 year olds) that no matter what we so, we'll be stuck for life.
In grade 4, my teacher was away on holiday for a term so we had a really weird substitute teacher. She brought in her birds into class and let them walk all over our tables, I think it even ate the work of one kid. She'd make us sing every goddamn minute instead of learning. We didn't even do much of art because of this. We were even forced to sing in the classes of older students which was embarrassing as hell, especially considering my cousin was in one of those classes.
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Cranjis McBasketball
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Post by Cranjis McBasketball on Nov 22, 2014 6:10:21 GMT -5
All my teachers were pretty cool, no insane stories of what they did so much, as what we did. If anything was odd, statistically, wicked high number of lesbians.
One time in grade 8, we convinced a friend of mine to hide in the supply closet for an entire class. You'd think the jig was up when the teacher went to said closet, since my friend could her what she needed, and HANDED it to her, but nope. At the end of class she asked where he was, we told her in the closet, she didn't believe us until he emerged from it.
Somehow, from an early age, we got picked out as the favorite class, so we could really do no wrong. And by high school, I figured out how to manipulate them or just straight up tell the truth and got by fine.
One time in high school, our normal computer studies class was replaced by study hall since another class needed the computers for something. No one wanted to bother with that, so everyone decided to cut. Everyone got busted and sent back to class, except me and my friend, who just told the truth, "Hey, we're going to McDonald's, want something? No? Ok. See ya tomorrow".
Another computer class, we were in the Mac lab. This was back in the time where Apple was a joke iPods were a distant dream. The school also had a PC lab. Somehow, in a way I can't remember, we managed to talk the teacher into letting me and another friend be in the PC lab and just do our work there and email it to him. There was a teacher there, so I guess he figured what could go wrong? One day he came to us and said, "You know, you're eventually gonna have to come back to the Mac lab" we just said, "No, we won't be doing that". The rest of the class joined us in the PC lab once the other class was done.
I could go on for a while about the shit we managed to do in school.
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Nr1Humanoid
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Post by Nr1Humanoid on Nov 22, 2014 8:08:17 GMT -5
My fourth grade teacher constantly farted when writing on the blackboard. Trust me, I know, I sat up front.
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Post by khali on Nov 22, 2014 16:28:24 GMT -5
A math teacher at my high school got arrested for growing pot in his home and allegedly having enough explosives in his house to blow up the whole block. The articles at the time said that when police burst through the door, he looked at them and said "you caught me."
I had a history teacher who, although he knew his stuff, did not care at all. He'd finish his lecture early every day, and then he just sat down at his desk and ended for the day. If anything like a pass or a schedule needed his signature, he purposely just signed with one swiggly line because it amused him. As an example, myself and a couple people needed a note from him to get into a computer lab. So he just ripped out a page from his gradebook, wrote "computer okay -----" and sent us on our way. The year I had him, him and one other teacher had subs every Friday while they negotiated new contracts. But I had him second to last period, so the negotiations were done for the day by that time. Instead of going back to teaching, he'd wave at us from the parking lot and leave.
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Post by OGBoardPoster2005 on Jan 13, 2015 13:19:26 GMT -5
My 5th grade teacher called me a liar after I broke my ankle and forced me to walk on it after I was mis-diagnosed by a Doctor. She took away my crutches and humiliated me by calling me out on my "toughness"
My 8th grade English teacher would forget and lose papers and often made sure to bend over and put her butt in the faces. Normally with some teachers I wouldn't mind, but she was frumpy, hovering around 350 pounds and her best years were behind her.
My Guitar teacher would go into her office to drink during class and wouldn't return til the end of class. She'd also skip classes to work on the School Chorus.
My Business Communications professor would cancel class without notification, sometimes we'd be already there for 10 minutes before she would show up and tell us class was cancelled. She did not believe in e-mail and almost failed us after no one showed up for the Final....because she never told us what date the Final was...
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Post by thegame415 on Jan 13, 2015 13:50:13 GMT -5
According to some students, me! I beg to differ.
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Post by Nikki Heyman on Jan 13, 2015 14:02:07 GMT -5
I had some interesting ones.....
-one of my middle school teachers knew I was coasting through a class and would draw stuff in my notebook. She actually took my pens and pencils away to see if I'd actually pay attention.
-got dragged to the principal's office for fighting, and was actually lectured about how "Girls shouldn't fight". So I'm supposed to stand there and let myself get bullied? got it.
-Had a math teacher in high school who was a Vietnam Vet. super serious one moment, jovial the next. You did NOT misbehave in his class because when he yelled at you the entire school heard it. Was sitting too close to a kid who fell asleep in his class.....
Same teacher also reamed me out because he didn't think I was completing my homework ("Neat, complete, organized"... I could manage "complete", and my homework was done). I reported him, and the following day he made a comment about me "Running to my mommy" about how he taught. Between this and several other incidents, I developed an aversion to post-algebra math.
-The softball coach at our high school was also the Driver's Ed teacher. He taught us how to drive in his beat-up, barely street legal station wagon.
-I took meteorology in college and one afternoon we asked if we could go up to the roof of the building (there's a weather station there). He asked why anyway, and five people immediately responded "Jump". He dismissed the class.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2015 14:44:35 GMT -5
Wow, reading this thread reveals just how plain and vanilla my school years were.... I'm not even upset, because this is all just a fantastic read. The only lousy teacher I ever had was a health teacher in 7th or 8th grade. At that time he was also a junior high gym teacher & football coach (and then a few years later, right after I graduated, high school football coach). And while he was a decent guy, just taking the class we all knew about a week or 2 in that this guy was just not cut out to be a teacher at all. It was one of those situations where the material was pretty simple, yet he just couldn't teach it properly. But we all got the material, almost without him. So needless to say, the tests were easy as hell and everyone passed the class with flying colors.
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Post by Mutant Couch on Jan 13, 2015 14:46:32 GMT -5
My first high school history teacher was pretty questionable. Aside from him playing Bob Marley during every quiz/test/any time he could he also made us watch cartoons on Fridays. He snacked constantly and disappeared every now and then for no reason. I'm pretty confident he was a huge stoner. He also told a lot of corny FSU jokes. I enjoyed that class immensely.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2015 15:08:30 GMT -5
Mr. Beck. He taught mechanical drawing and auto shop. He ruled because if you could distract him even slightly, he would rant and go off on wild tangents that never had anything to do with the course material that would consume entire class periods. I remember once we somehow managed to get from the function of your alternator to putting babies in microwaves.
Ms. Owen-Hawkins. Wackadoo that taught various CP English courses who opened our very first class by informing us that she was a product of rape and that her father was famed Olympian Jesse Owens.
Honorable mention: Mr. Dues. Not really that remarkable, but he came to me as I started going back because he was an obvious ex-jock idiot that had one of those voices that was way too loud for no reason and that always bugged the shit out of me.
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Post by Mid-Carder on Jan 13, 2015 15:25:57 GMT -5
Worst teacher I ever had, though, was this one we all called Scar Face ('cause she had a scar on her face... duh). That seems really nasty, which I guess it was looking back, but man, was she a bitch! It was weird, 'cause she would have days where she was really nice, but those were few and far between. Before class, we always used to guess whether she would be having a good day or a bad day. It's like she had split personality disorder, or something. Could it be that she was a "bitch" because people were mocking her for a scar on her face?
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Post by rapidfire187 on Jan 13, 2015 15:38:07 GMT -5
The in school suspension teachers at my school were insane. One would threaten to snap students necks for talking. He also refused to let me call home when I was sick one time. Turns out I had pneumonia.
Another ISS teacher was this giant lady that would actually use her tits as pillows to sleep on at her desk. It was incredible.
Another guy substituted one time and just told us crazy stories about having to kill people in the marines. In graphic detail.
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Post by Nikki Heyman on Jan 13, 2015 17:37:00 GMT -5
The in school suspension teachers at my school were insane. something you want to explain to the rest of the class why you knew those teachers so well?
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Post by Sephiroth on Jan 13, 2015 17:48:48 GMT -5
We had this one substitute teacher for math when I was in high school who spent the entire class telling us about his past life as a corrections officer. When our regular team her was back I told him "That was some great substitute you had for us." He said "Oh yeah?" And I said "Yeah, I haven't slept that good in weeks."
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Post by OGBoardPoster2005 on Jan 13, 2015 19:16:01 GMT -5
My 5th grade teacher called me a liar after I broke my ankle and forced me to walk on it after I was mis-diagnosed by a Doctor. She took away my crutches and humiliated me by calling me out on my "toughness" My 8th grade English teacher would forget and lose papers and often made sure to bend over and put her butt in the faces. Normally with some teachers I wouldn't mind, but she was frumpy, hovering around 350 pounds and her best years were behind her. My Guitar teacher would go into her office to drink during class and wouldn't return til the end of class. She'd also skip classes to work on the School Chorus. My Business Communications professor would cancel class without notification, sometimes we'd be already there for 10 minutes before she would show up and tell us class was cancelled. She did not believe in e-mail and almost failed us after no one showed up for the Final....because she never told us what date the Final was... Is the next line in this story is that she was fired? Nope. The school principal as well thought I was exaggerating it. My parents didn't sue because they thought it was a non-issue at the time. It wasn't til later that Summer when I still couldn't walk that they finally believed me. I still can't properly walk on my right ankle to this day.
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Post by Digital Witness on Jan 13, 2015 20:46:25 GMT -5
I had a college algebra teacher who was told he wouldn't be kept on the day before the final exam (think it was due more because of budget cuts than his teaching skills).
The final exam consisted of:
A. What is your name? B. What is 2+2? C. Draw your favorite animal.
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Post by Chip Chipperson on Jan 13, 2015 20:48:52 GMT -5
I have a few:
In my country in the 7th and 8th grade we're forced to do a class called Design and Technology. This is a cool class because it helps you find out what kind of classes you'd like to do in 9th and 10th when you can choose what you want to study. How it works is you'd do one subject a term and then change to something completely different so for example you might do a term of food technology and then you'd do a term of metal work and then you'd do a term of crafts and by the time you finish your first 2 years of high school you've done all the possible elective classes and know what you like and dislike
So, it's Year 7 and this teacher had taught me sewing during the Design and Technology class and had never liked me. She was one of those teachers who would yell but never really discipline you. Anyway for term 3 of Year 7 I have her again in a food technology class and I'm talking during one of her lessons. She had warned me not to talk once but being a 13 year old kid I stopped for a minute or so and went back to chatting. Dick move by me but this teacher loses her mind completely, grabs me by my arm and somewhat violently pushes me into a cooking bay. My wrist smacks the side of a counter and when I was picked up from school that day my mum noticed it because it was really red with bits of purple. My mum flips out, walks into the office and allegedly the teacher was given a talking to. I tend to believe it because from that point on she was nothing but overly nice to me and would let me do what I wanted basically.
In my later years (Year 9 and 10) we had music lessons. The teacher could not control her class room at all which lead to havoc on an almost daily basis. I remember one day we spent a whole 40 minute period in class with her and a student arguing and that was it. The double periods were considered free periods for most of us and we'd simply turn up to class and just talk during practical lessons. A couple of the kids who were into music outside of school were focused on by her but about 15-20 of us would just hang out in class and talk. She never cared, never tried to force us into doing the work and eventually passed me on the class because I somehow managed to play "Happy Birthday" on the triangle. Good times.
In Year 11 and 12 I had this absolutely horrible English teacher. She was a nice enough lady but she really just came off as dumb. I remember multiple times she would ask me how to spell things because she didn't know how to spell them. I remember our year adviser sitting in on a class one day and me correcting the teachers spelling on something and the year adviser telling me I only would need to learn how to spell if I wanted to write the dictionary. Yes, she actually said this and yes looking back as an adult I think it may be one of the silliest things someone has ever said to me.
We also had "crazy teacher" who was full time at the school and could teach pretty much anything. She was an art teacher most of the time but I had her a couple of times for English and I believe Retail also. Anyway she couldn't really hold a conversation with students or anything she'd just write things on the board and have us copy them and she could very easily be convinced to simply show us a movie. She walked around the football field with her dress tucked into her underwear once and despite multiple people telling her that this accident had occurred she refused to fix it. Upon graduation she was still there but I've never understood how or why she was kept around.
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Post by OGBoardPoster2005 on Jan 13, 2015 22:34:09 GMT -5
Nope. The school principal as well thought I was exaggerating it. My parents didn't sue because they thought it was a non-issue at the time. It wasn't til later that Summer when I still couldn't walk that they finally believed me. I still can't properly walk on my right ankle to this day. So, let me get this straight....the doctor - the DOCTOR - gave you crutches and that wasn't good enough? And the statute of limitations on a civil suit was less than one year? The doctor gave me crutches and said it was just a fracture at worst. Idk what the statute was, nor later on would I care only because my parents marriage problems took precedent right after this all went down. From the minute I broke my ankle up until about the end of 2003/beginning of 2004 was a very dark period in my life.
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