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Start here => What's your crime? Basic Discussion => Topic started by: garmonbozia on July 30, 2007, 07:57:08 PM
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Tell us about your best and worst teachers you had while growing up. The worst ought to be interesting, so come on, tell us what you REALLY think.
I'll start with a few of mine...
My kindergarten teacher... BITCH! She sat and did nothing while the other kids fucked with me. But if I fucked with somebody, she damn sure noticed.
1st and 2nd grade... ASSHOLE! :finger: I realize now that the way my brain is wired, I should be one of those people who LOVES math, and I did until this piece of shit fucked it up. I even had my own scientific calculator (late 1970's, blue fluorescent display) at age seven, and wanted to know what all the extra buttons were for. Well, that bastard got mad because I already knew about negative numbers before it was time to be taught about them, and "corrected" something I had written on the board during break time. I had written "2 - 9 = -7" and he switched the 9 and the 2, apparently failing to notice the minus sign before the 7. Later on, I was having a bad day when everyone was working on multiplication, got frustrated, and flipped out. He jumped on that opportunity, came storming over from his desk, and manhandled me out of the room. Years later, I had a flashback to that right in the middle of a calculus test. Yeah, it takes a real BIG man to manhandle a little six-year-old. Well, I'm 6'3" now and have a brown belt in karate, so that motherfucker better pray I never recognize him in a dark alley. >:D There were rumors that this guy smoked pot.
3rd grade... AWESOME! Different school. This teacher saw potential in me, and took extra time to get me moved into the advanced reading group and also to help me with my times tables (though it wasn't fun at the time). I was still scarred from the asshole 1st & 2nd grade teacher, so math was malassociated and these times tables didn't stick.
4th grade... BITCH! She didn't like me and made sure I got thrown into special ed for fifth grade. Okay, so me and some other guys fucked off in class, but god damn!
5th grade... Nice. This special ed teacher got me put in the gifted class that met one day a week. She realized I didn't belong in her class, namely because I was the only one in the class who didn't trash the room when upset. Those others in the class weren't bad guys. They probably just needed some anger management skills. I must have been a relief to this teacher. I bet when this special ed teacher took the job, she never imagined one of her students would take first prize in the science fair.
6th grade gifted social studies... Funny man. Used humor to keep everyone awake, but didn't take shit from those who fucked off in class. The classrooms at this school were like giant cubicles in a multi-acre cube farm, so when a teacher yelled at a student, EVERYBODY heard it. :) Part of the fun was hearing another student you didn't like getting yelled at.
I'll continue later, and maybe include some of my college professors. In the meantime, let's hear about some of yours.
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Growing up is a bitch, dude, so you should get started, right away. Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
These people were in charge of helping you, but some did not really give a shit.They probably had their own problems, so fuck 'em! Wait until you run into people who don't give a shit, but really want to hurt you.
Those people are out there. Don't stop your stretches and tai chi ... be ready for them and they can not hurt you as much.
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...Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
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Oh, no need to worry. I'm over it. Pardon me if I gave the impression that I was still stewing over it. I just thought teacher-from-hell stories would make an interesting thread, so I used a few of my own to get it started. And I have encountered people who've tried to stick it to me. They're usually fucking losers anyway. I'm sure some of those are currently somebody's bitch in prison. As for looking ahead in life, I've been getting the paperwork in that may lead to a job that pays more than my current one. I'm not letting my wheels get stuck in the mud, and if they do, I'll just have to get out and kick. Pardon the wrong impression.
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my problem is with paedophile boy scout troop leaders. and bible camp goody two shoes.
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[sigh of relief] Glad I didn't get into scouting or church.
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Growing up is a bitch, dude, so you should get started, right away. Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
So funny, because until I saw your comment, I had forgotten,
but the "get over it" reminded me of my 2nd grade teacher,
and how a despised her. She corrected me, stating that the
sun was NOT a star. A number of other run ins, including
confiscating my matchbox cars for playing with them during
a movie - and never gave them back. The bitch probably gave
them to her grandkids.
:laugh: I'm sure anyone who pissed me off that much died fairly
painfully though.
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...Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
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Oh, no need to worry. I'm over it. Pardon me if I gave the impression that I was still stewing over it.
I'm not sure why I got that impression, or why I seemed a bit harsh. I just try not to dwell on the past as much anymore. It is hard not to, though, since I seem to continually collect fuck-ups.
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Best:
Highschool English Teacher...
Got me interested in classic literature (even though it wasn't assigned) and when I finsiehd all my reading/assignments/work early bought in a TV and put on Monty Python for me while everyone else was still working.
Worst:
Highschool Physics Teacher...
I think he was the only one that detected there was "something pretty wrong with me" and so made it his personal quest to make sure I was asked all the questions and came up for all the demonstrations and made sure everyone laughed at me at least once a lesson. He taught me people are assholes, and I attribute much of my later Social Anxiety/Depression to the perpetual embarrassment I was subjected to in that class. Now, of course, I am all better, but I do not have fond memories of those classes.
In hindsight I appreciate the lessons I learned and character I developed because of both of these teachers, I would have loved to have not gone through the worst teacher, but I think I am strong now because of it.
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welcome izaak. are you going to introduce yourself?
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oh yeah... check out the intro forums in a second... my bad.
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i just gave you your first karma point for free. you will have to earn the rest.
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Best:
After I had failed Years 8 and 9, I had this teacher that taught me algebra in such a way in which I actually learnt something. I eneded up getting an A for that class. :)
One of the Worst:
In Year 8 a Science teacher (Science! My favourite subject! :() announced to me in front of the whole class that I was to go and see the school psychologist. From then on, I also became known as "The Psycho".
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I had a HS chem teacher who was an absolute tyrant,
but he wasn't that bad actually. Learned a bit from
him - even though he regularly gave out the most
ridiculous grades (I got a 26 one quarter).
As to best, I'd say again a science teacher.
He was actually an archaeologist, but taught
biology. Really engaging and excited about
all things. Wrote a couple of popular books
on his work, centered on the concept that
Phoenicians settled in New England. :laugh:
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One of the Worst:
In Year 8 a Science teacher (Science! My favourite subject! :() announced to me in front of the whole class that I was to go and see the school psychologist. From then on, I also became known as "The Psycho".
JUH-YEEEEZZZUS on a pogo stick! That's pretty rotten.
How 'bout a 9th grade biology teacher who once forgot to erase the board before the pop-quiz. When she realized what she did, before she erased the board, she gave the whole class an evil look and dared anyone to look in the direction of the board. Anyone who looked would have gotten a zero for the quiz. One of my favorite things about that class was after the last day of school when I went home and burned my biology notes in the back yard.
I guess I better balance that out with a good one... Many years later in graduate school, I was in what was probably the last PASCAL class to be taught on that campus. At this point, all the classrooms have overhead video that professors can plug their laptops into. For some reason, this professor was using Microsoft Word to edit source code. (I would have preferred the basic text editor, but hey, he was teaching the class, not me.) The "Office Assistant", in the default form of a paperclip, kept popping up. After about the third time that day, the professor looked up and asked the class, "Does anyone here know how to turn this little dildo off?" That made my whole morning. The big project for that class was a computer version of dice game. (The game used was Cosmic Wimpout.) Before we could code it up, we had to get in groups and have practice games with the real version of the game. Each student got their own game set, which we got to keep after the semester was over.
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Worst - Year 5 a teacher made me stand up in front of the class and told me about how I was an inadequite person for being quiet in class and not talking much.
Best - No idea, some of my teachers at High school were pretty cool.
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Hmm, this is going to be a difficult one to decide. As for best teacher, I have had loads of good ones and cant decide between then. Same with the bad ones. Ill give you a taster of a crap teacher though.
Mrs X: Supposedly taught ICT A-level, despite having no knowledge of the subject. Came in with a pile of mark schemes and used them as teaching material. When asked for a definiton of something, she either asked me or googled it, to the point where she wanted advance notification of when i wasnt there. Very patronising, seemed to think it was a good idea to remind us to put our chairs away etc at the end of each lesson. Her favorite teaching exercise was to get us to read her collegues notes of the board, taking turns for each line. Oh and decided to say I have Autism and Dyspraxia (actually both technically incorrect) on her lesson plan when Ofstead came, which she then accidently put on the board. What a bitch...
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...Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
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Oh, no need to worry. I'm over it. Pardon me if I gave the impression that I was still stewing over it.
I'm not sure why I got that impression, or why I seemed a bit harsh. I just try not to dwell on the past as much anymore. It is hard not to, though, since I seem to continually collect fuck-ups.
Nah, don't worry about sounding harsh. One reason I decided to join this site was to toughen up a bit.
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...Bury this crap. Look ahead in your life, not behind. Jesus fucking Christ, bleeding on a stick in the pouring rain, get over it it already!
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Oh, no need to worry. I'm over it. Pardon me if I gave the impression that I was still stewing over it.
I'm not sure why I got that impression, or why I seemed a bit harsh. I just try not to dwell on the past as much anymore. It is hard not to, though, since I seem to continually collect fuck-ups.
So if it safe to say that you were, as they apparantly say here, posting in the mirror?
My favorite teacher that I can think of was probably my senior year physics teacher. He was this real big, nerdy character who was insanely intelligent and had a cool sense of humor. My least favorite was probably my sixth grade math teacher. He was another one of those teachers that all the kids love, but he used to take the piss out of me, even to the point where I look back at it now at it almost seems like borderline flirtacious, which really freaks me out. Also my daycare supervisors were total bitches and used to threaten to glue our mouthes shut if we didn't shut up... :o
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Also my daycare supervisors were total bitches and used to threaten to glue our mouthes shut if we didn't shut up... :o
:LMAO:
you have no idea how many times a day teachers think that sort of thing! :laugh:
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Also my daycare supervisors were total bitches and used to threaten to glue our mouthes shut if we didn't shut up... :o
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you have no idea how many times a day teachers think that sort of thing! :laugh:
My daughter's least favorite teacher was the special education teacher who put liquid hand soap in her mouth and tried to strangle her.
Even though she wasn't actually my teacher, she is at the bottom of my list as well.
My favorite teacher was my high school psychology and sociology teacher who was the father of my best friend in high school.
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My daughter's least favorite teacher was the special education teacher who put liquid hand soap in her mouth and tried to strangle her.
:jawdrop:
>:( Oh, that teacher should die. Slowly.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
peter, do you want to be a teacher?
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
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I found P.E. teachers to be so unforgiving, especially if you were a fat bastard.
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Worst: Math teachers who had no idea what they were doing.
Chemistry teacher- Unlike many bad teachers that I've seen, this teacher actually knew her stuff. Unfortunately, it doesn'y really amount to much if you don't know how to teach students of average intelligence. Insulting and treating students who weren't in her ap classes like they were gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe, was not helpful whatsoever. If half a class chooses to fail rather than ask the teacher any questions because the answers were so condescending, there is a problem.
Best: I have several english, a couple history teachers, and a biology teacher that were fantastic. I don't know what it is about those subjects that attracts understanding and fascinating people. Not only were most of them great at teaching, they also made students want to learn more even outside of the classroom.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
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I found P.E. teachers to be so unforgiving, especially if you were a fat bastard.
One of my PE teachers was a fat bastard. He was so fat he had to pick on students to do demonstrations...
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
peter, do you want to be a teacher?
I'd rather be repeatedly kicked in the balls.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
peter, do you want to be a teacher?
I'd rather be repeatedly kicked in the balls.
i'd do that for you, and you'd only have to ask once.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
peter, do you want to be a teacher?
I'd rather be repeatedly kicked in the balls.
i'd do that for you, and you'd only have to ask once.
Your love for me knows no bounds, does it?
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
peter, do you want to be a teacher?
I'd rather be repeatedly kicked in the balls.
i'd do that for you, and you'd only have to ask once.
Your love for me knows no bounds, does it?
none whatsoever.
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I'm waiting for one of the girls to say the worst teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13, and for one of the guys to say the best teacher was the one who fucked them when they were 13.
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I found P.E. teachers to be so unforgiving, especially if you were a fat bastard.
Mine were pretty good. They even let me make up the state
requirements (I skipped most of my gym days), by just jogging
a mile for each day I missed. Doing that stopped me from being
a fat bastard.
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The liquid soap in the mouth is really fucked-up and makes anything I've ever had to put up with out of a teacher seem like nothing. I find it disturbing that it was a special-ed teacher. Definitely someone who should lose a job. If it were my kid that happened to, I'd ask for a parent-teacher conference, and then force soap in the teacher's mouth. (What's good for the goose is good for the gander, as they say.)
Regarding PE coaches and fat bastards... Try an alcoholic PE coach. My last ever PE coach actually stashed bottles above the ceiling tiles. Everybody knew about that shit but he was never fired. I wasn't too worried about him. He was too stupid to pull anything anyway, and too drunk to see ten feet in front of him. I might also mention his nose-picking and once when he stepped away from a urinal in the field house and forgot to put his dick back in his pants first. To hell with him, though, it was the other students in that class I was always worried about. (I think you all know about the volatile mix you get when you combine Aspies and PE class, but I just won't go there tonight.)
Since PE is such bullshit, they should at least give you some options. For example, how about they let you work out at a local dojo after school and you have the sensei sign off on a sheet saying you did indeed burn the requisite number of calories. Bring the sheet back to your school and use the ass-kicking lessons as your PE credit.
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Tell us about your best and worst teachers you had while growing up. The worst ought to be interesting, so come on, tell us what you REALLY think.
I'll start with a few of mine...
My kindergarten teacher... BITCH! She sat and did nothing while the other kids fucked with me. But if I fucked with somebody, she damn sure noticed.
1st and 2nd grade... ASSHOLE! :finger: I realize now that the way my brain is wired, I should be one of those people who LOVES math, and I did until this piece of shit fucked it up. I even had my own scientific calculator (late 1970's, blue fluorescent display) at age seven, and wanted to know what all the extra buttons were for. Well, that bastard got mad because I already knew about negative numbers before it was time to be taught about them, and "corrected" something I had written on the board during break time. I had written "2 - 9 = -7" and he switched the 9 and the 2, apparently failing to notice the minus sign before the 7. Later on, I was having a bad day when everyone was working on multiplication, got frustrated, and flipped out. He jumped on that opportunity, came storming over from his desk, and manhandled me out of the room. Years later, I had a flashback to that right in the middle of a calculus test. Yeah, it takes a real BIG man to manhandle a little six-year-old. Well, I'm 6'3" now and have a brown belt in karate, so that motherfucker better pray I never recognize him in a dark alley. >:D There were rumors that this guy smoked pot.
3rd grade... AWESOME! Different school. This teacher saw potential in me, and took extra time to get me moved into the advanced reading group and also to help me with my times tables (though it wasn't fun at the time). I was still scarred from the asshole 1st & 2nd grade teacher, so math was malassociated and these times tables didn't stick.
4th grade... BITCH! She didn't like me and made sure I got thrown into special ed for fifth grade. Okay, so me and some other guys fucked off in class, but god damn!
5th grade... Nice. This special ed teacher got me put in the gifted class that met one day a week. She realized I didn't belong in her class, namely because I was the only one in the class who didn't trash the room when upset. Those others in the class weren't bad guys. They probably just needed some anger management skills. I must have been a relief to this teacher. I bet when this special ed teacher took the job, she never imagined one of her students would take first prize in the science fair.
6th grade gifted social studies... Funny man. Used humor to keep everyone awake, but didn't take shit from those who fucked off in class. The classrooms at this school were like giant cubicles in a multi-acre cube farm, so when a teacher yelled at a student, EVERYBODY heard it. :) Part of the fun was hearing another student you didn't like getting yelled at.
I'll continue later, and maybe include some of my college professors. In the meantime, let's hear about some of yours.
wow, that was a big scary wall of text. I confess I didn't read all of it.
I had one teacher that wasn't a piece of shit...my gifted teacher in HS.
she always tried to do her best by me...even if she was dead wrong. I can admire
and respect that.
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The liquid soap in the mouth is really fucked-up and makes anything I've ever had to put up with out of a teacher seem like nothing. I find it disturbing that it was a special-ed teacher. Definitely someone who should lose a job. If it were my kid that happened to, I'd ask for a parent-teacher conference, and then force soap in the teacher's mouth. (What's good for the goose is good for the gander, as they say.)
The teacher denied doing it, then it was a special education teacher's word against my daughter's word and my daughter was an autistic seven year old at that time who had considerable difficulty communicating. Testifying on a witness stand and undergoing cross examination by the teacher's lawyer was something we did not want to put her through.
I wanted to get the special education teacher fired, but since there was no absolute proof of the soap or the choking, she is still a special education teacher at the same school. I had to settle for getting my daughter out of there and quietly warning the parents of the other children about what had happened to my daughter. The school district moved her to a better public school and now they moved her again to a special school for autistic children, where she is doing very well, but she still has flashbacks of that second grade special education teacher.
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The liquid soap in the mouth is really fucked-up and makes anything I've ever had to put up with out of a teacher seem like nothing. I find it disturbing that it was a special-ed teacher. Definitely someone who should lose a job. If it were my kid that happened to, I'd ask for a parent-teacher conference, and then force soap in the teacher's mouth. (What's good for the goose is good for the gander, as they say.)
The teacher denied doing it, then it was a special education teacher's word against my daughter's word and my daughter was an autistic seven year old at that time who had considerable difficulty communicating. Testifying on a witness stand and undergoing cross examination by the teacher's lawyer was something we did not want to put her through.
I wanted to get the special education teacher fired, but since there was no absolute proof of the soap or the choking, she is still a special education teacher at the same school. I had to settle for getting my daughter out of there and quietly warning the parents of the other children about what had happened to my daughter. The school district moved her to a better public school and now they moved her again to a special school for autistic children, where she is doing very well, but she still has flashbacks of that second grade special education teacher.
callaway...that sounds like a nightmare.
<hug>
I started homeschooling my boys...after I found out that my youngest (from other teachers) was screaming and wailing all session long...miserable. daily, I would ask his teacher how things were, and she would chirp and say everything was
well. I was devastated to find out it was the opposite.
I couldn't trust them...so now I keep him with me.
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I had one teacher that wasn't a piece of shit...my gifted teacher in HS.
she always tried to do her best by me...even if she was dead wrong. I can admire
and respect that.
Along those lines, I have to give credit to the gifted social studies teacher I had in the 7th and 8th grades. He used essay tests, and I had some kind of mental block that made me freeze on those. He was never too pleased with that, but he did everything he could think of to get me past that, including asking bits of the questions for me to answer vocally, just to demonstrate that the info was indeed there in my head and that I just had to let go that mental block. I didn't appreciate that or anything "gifted" at the time. I hate to have let him down. Probably my favorite thing he did was when some kids pissed him off. It was these three guys who'd been giving me shit, and I hated them. It was satisfying to hear the teacher literally yell at them "IF YOU WANT TO PLAY, GO PLAY IN TRAFFIC!" at the top of his lungs. (He'd been in the Navy before he became a teacher, so he was expert at the art of yelling.) Again, this was the giant multi-acre room with big cubicles for classrooms, so I'm sure half the school heard it. (Kind of like that scene in the second Harry Potter where Ron gets a howler and has to open it in front of everybody during breakfast in the great hall.)
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I like the way you write, garmonbozia. :)
Did everyone here have gifted classes?
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Nope, regular school for me. I did, however, manage to just avoid special ed classes. Slow talker/reader/writer.
Which I am thankful for, but never made it to gifted classes.
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Nope, regular school for me. I did, however, manage to just avoid special ed classes. Slow talker/reader/writer.
Exactly the same with me. Except reading, it was the only thing I could do at the same speed as everyone else.
Seems there are a lot of aspies who went to gifted or advanced classes, though.
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I always took the gifted science classes. That was about it.
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I was "gifted" in most academic things, but "slow" in most physical things.
Our school did not offer "gifted" classes, but I almost always took the more advanced classes when I had a choice.
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Gifted (what a waste), and honors classes - though by HS,
I was troubled enough that they kept changing their minds
what to allow me in.
I volunteered in the special ed program, and discovered that
I had a lot more in common, in terms of how I thought, and
loved learning, with the kids there, than with those in the
mainstream classes. Probably I was just noticing those on
the spectrum. The kid I worked closest with was definitely
autistic. Sweet boy, but he got so frustrated.
Finally beginning to understand what that's like.
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When I failed Years 8 and 9, I think they would have put me into Special Ed after that. But I switched schools and they didn't get hold of me ha ha.
I liked most of my science teachers, especially the ones who were enthusiastic and had great interest about what they were teaching.
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Gifted in elementary school. Honors and Advanced Placement in Highschool. I was in the International Baccalaureate program my freshman year of HS, but I decided I wanted to have a life and not study constantly so I stopped doing it my sophmore year. Sometimes I wish I had the motivation to finish HS in the IB program and really try my hardest in school. I should have went to UF too (or even somewhere much better). I just have a problem with caring about anything, let alone what I am going to do with my future. Major struggle in my life.
My best teacher was my 7th grade Algebra teacher, he took so much extra time out to help the students that had problems with his class. Just a very helpful and kind person. He had respect from everyone, even the biggest problem causers loved him by the time he was done with them.
My worst (to some he was the best) was my 9th grade Economics teacher. He had zero control of the class. We had people playing strip poker in there and fighting. I remember I had to throw TNT snap & pops at him to get his attention. Not to mention it was way too easy to cheat in that class. Honorable mention goes to my 4th grade teacher, who should have retired years before she taught me. She had zero classroom control as well.
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What was this teacher smoking if you had to throw Snap-N-Pops to get his attention?
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What was this teacher smoking if you had to throw Snap-N-Pops to get his attention?
He was reading books usually. That guy was ready to retire. My friend Paul pissed him off one time and he started hitting Paul with his umbrella. His fucking umbrella broke while hitting Paul lol. Eventually he caught me throwing the snap n pops at him. He picked up my backpack and threw it outside of the door. I grabbed it and walked back into the class and sat down lol.
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I was never in a gifted class. I grew up in special ed and then mainstreaming it. I even went to a special school for toddlers when I was 3 4 and 5 for kids with devlopement delays.
My worst teacher I had was my student teacher in sixth grade because she always lost our school work so lot of us students always had to repeat the same assignments again. Even I hated doing the same school work because I hated homework and I hated working. All I wanted was free time just like a typical child. I would still hate to do the same school work again I already did. Also during math time, she was a horrible explainer on how to do the fractions, kids were bored so they goof off in their seats, talking and throwing their things at each other and I be reading my book or writing in my notebook and the teacher would come up to me and put my book down telling me to pay attention, then I move onto my story writing and when she put that down too telling me I need to pay attention, I lie my head down and fall asleep. She made a big deal about my behvaior but not about how the other kids acted and it was all caught on tape when they had a camcorder on and the staff and the teacher still didn't do anything about the kids misbehaving and were only making a big deal about how I was acting.
The best teacher I had was in 4th grade. He was a funny teacher and he had an imaginary student name Ferd Berford and he was a very dumb student. His favorite word was 'duh' and because of that word his favorite US state was Idaho because of the Duh part. I remember one of his stories he told about him when he went to Disneyland and he thought the haunted mansion was real and the time he went to China and took pictures there and his father told him it was all a dream so he takes out his photo album to show him the pics but the problem was, they were all black because he didn't take off the lens cap. There was another time when he was taking notes and the paper was blank because he didn't take off the pen cap. He was 14 years old and still in the 4th grade in our class and he had a older brother in high school who is very smart, smarter than the rest of us on here. The teacher was a very good story teller he made him sound real and kids claimed they had seen him floating around in our school.
He also made his students work, not play and goof off and he had all of us know he had rules and they are meant to be followed and there be a consequence if we didn't follow them and kids thought he was mean because they didn't like following the rules. During snack time, he didn't allow us to have chips or candy or other junk food for snack time, he wanted fresh food, healthy food and during reading time when it was time to read a book, he didn't allow comics.
The other teachers i had were good minus the second grade teacher. My mother said she was horrible and her class was loud and she was wishy washy. When I was 6 and 7 my special ed teacher gave me the same school work over and over I already knew how to do and I never learned anything new so I got way behind in education thinking I still needed to learn that stuff and I wasn't as smart as normal kids. I didn't even know what a grade was either. I can remember being clueless when someone would ask me "What grade are you in?" and I wouldn't answer because I didn't understand it. Then after asking me the same question a few times then they ask me how old I was and I tell them and then they say "Are you in first grade or second grade?" Sometimes I said first, sometimes I said second not even understanding the question. I was repeating what I remember my teacher saying to a few kids in my class. "Looks like Garret won't be going to first grade." "Look like you're going to second grade."
In middle school and high school, I don't know any bad teachers I've had but my 10th grade enlgish teacher crashed into my mother's Saab when I was 17 or 18, does that count as a worst teacher lol.
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My best teacher was an English teacher in high school. I think she must have been in her early 30s ( maybe younger). Anyway, she used to wear short skirts and sit cross-legged on a table facing the class. Obviously everybody peered up her skirt hoping for a glimpse of bush and i think this must have turned her on or something. Also, she was an expert in discipline and would not take any shit from anybody. She was one of the most fierd teachers in the school; not many messed with her.
I've had lots of bad teachers and most of the stuff i know i taught myself. It's a hard game teaching.
I find that the more knowledgeable someone is, the less able they are to teach.
eg. Most proffesors just cannot bring themself down to the level of undergraduates.
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eg. Most proffesors just cannot bring themself down to the level of undergraduates.
Depends on the school. One problem is that really 'good' universities are research
institutes, and the faculty are chosen for reasons other than their teaching ability.
This is much less prevalent in other types of schools, where the faculty are concerned
more with teaching - especially in a field where jobs outside of teaching are plentiful.
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I was never in a gifted class. I grew up in special ed and then mainstreaming it. I even went to a special school for toddlers when I was 3 4 and 5 for kids with devlopement delays.
My worst teacher I had was my student teacher in sixth grade because she always lost our school work so lot of us students always had to repeat the same assignments again. Even I hated doing the same school work because I hated homework and I hated working. All I wanted was free time just like a typical child. ...
The best teacher I had was in 4th grade. He was a funny teacher and he had an imaginary student name Ferd Berford and he was a very dumb student. ...
For me, the 5th and 6th grades were an odd mix of special ed and gifted. (They didn't know WHAT the fuck to think of me.) Until I heard about Asperger's almost two decades later, I had always wondered how the fuck someone gets into special ed AND gifted. If they'd have had Aspie classes back then, I'm quite certain I'd have been in one. I've heard the Aspie kids get the behavior thing figured out much quicker when they're around each other. (All that time I thought I was just a random freak.)
Along the lines of the one who lost your work all the time and made you do it all over again... Remember that monster I mentioned at the start of this thread, the one I had for 1st and 2nd grade? My mom was looking over my graded math assignment once and caught two things: This teacher had accidentally sent others students' work home with me. And, for the papers that were actually mine, my mother caught where Mr. Dumbass had marked problems wrong when they were actually right.
Thanks for sharing with us about Ferd Berford. When I read that, it reminded me of South Park with Mr. Garrison and Mr. Hat. ;D