Bleh. I remember an incident in about.. fourth grade when our teacher (who knew how things were in my class - horrible) was gone for day and we got some old hag (as I later found out) watching us instead. Anyways, I was sitting, minding my own business and doing assignments, thinking that things are probably going to hell in some minutes and I was right. Probably because the teacher had no idea that my class had a tendency to pick on people that are not considered "normal" by the average member of the class.. that is: everyone who is a geek/nerd, has a certain kind of disorder (dyslexia for instance) or having as much as a drop of "foreign" blood in you was enough.
I fit both in the first and third category listed. To sum it up: life was hell - and several times I felt that it was my fault (can't describe that feeling, probably one of the most sickening feelings ever). Our teacher knew that I and two other people in my class had a tendency get picked on, so she knew that in ~90% of all cases we weren't to be blamed, however, this inept woman hadn't been informed about this fact (and she didn't realize it too!). Perfect opportunity to have some fun with someone who can't defend themselves, eh?
Of course, someone starts teasing me, in this case, 3 of the girls in my class. What happens next, is probably the most stupid thing ever. I tell them to stop, the teacher comes over.. and gives me the blame - even with a warning: "I'm gonna keep my eye on you". I couldn't stand (or sit in this case) and take this s***, so I told her exactly what happened, the girls in question said that what I was lying.
The teacher gets pissed, sends me to the principal who gives me a note to be signed by my parents and sends me home. I'm not sure how angry I was at that point, but I probably would've walked through a wall of bricks if I had to. I got home, told my parents, they contacted my school, someone realized they were wrong and everyone (including the principal who gave me the note) got to say "I'm sorry", but not the teacher who had created this mess. The rest of the time at that school, whenever that teacher saw me she did her best to ignore me. She probably got in some trouble because of that incident. I'd have to say, it felt quite good when she was ignoring me.