I just remembered another. It was this old old teacher with a giant behind wich looks like she stuffed two racoons in her pants. She was a sub and we had he multiple times. We called her... Ms. Badunkadunk
She substituted my sociology class when we where studying crime. She said i swear "Since none of you are ever going to jail we dont need to learn this. So what do you want do do when you grow up." When she got to me i said "Im going to jail for tax evasion" And she thought i was serious about it.
Even when our main teacher came back and we complained about Ms. Badunkadunk he said
"Yeah she is bad but she was the only sub available"
There is one teacher that sticks in my mind, I'm not going to name him - mostly because it's letigious. (I think...)
He was our humanities teacher back in secondary school (for 12-16 year olds) which is just a fancy word for "history / sociology" teacher. But I digress...
He seemed rather infatuated with a female student who had a habit of wearing a rather short skirt. (Bear in mind, we had to wear uniforms.) Every time she entered the room, he'd always leer at her longingly saying "Hello Alex, how are you today?" in the sleaziest and breathiest voice ever.
On one day, Alex was leaning back on her chair and while everyone knew exactly where this teachers eyes were. He even lampshaded this by saying "Oh Alex, you know how to make an old man very excited."
Being a child at the time, and all took place before there was a mass panic about paedophiles in Britain, me and my chum didn't report it. But it didn't stop everyone in the class from being REALLY grossed out by it.
I had this society and environment teacher for only 1 month before I switched classes. I wouldn't do a full year with him.
He was going to fail a fairly large task because I didn't rule a margin. File neatness was worth like 5% of the years work (or some shit). NO TALKING at all I'm not even the talking student I was head down do work and that pissed even me off. So thats why I requested to be moved to the S&E teacher I had the past 3 years. She was an angel compared to him. she was a fan of writing out HUGE walls of text. It was a small price to pay.
Sitting in alphabetical order is pretty much done by everyone in my school, which is bad because the more douchey kids are near me in the alphabet so I always have to sit with them and they normally just make me work worse.
OT: I would say in about Year 6. In my school we had a thing that happened each friday where we didnt have lessons and we just played games and stuff like that. Well the normal teachers didn't run this so the Assistants did. The ones we had made us do f'ing heads shoulders knees and toes for 10 minutes when we were noisy! The funny thing was, they were all really really fat and couldn't actually do it themselves!
Also, a teacher I had in Year 7 said to my mum that i've got a learning disorder because she was a crap teacher and I didn't do much of the endless repetitive sheets that she put out (she didn't actually teach she just gave out sheets).
Alcoholic history teacher who [a]couldn't control the class, knew jack-shit about his subject [he asked my parents whether the Communist regime had ended in Hungary. This was in 2004] and [c]dragged in some toothless ex-alcoholic to give us a motivational speech about what I think was the Virgin Mary.
Secondary school in rural Ireland was an interesting, Catholicism-poxed place.
Well that would have to be pretty much all my religion teachers. As i am a person that believes in fact and science, my questions would always end up with me in the principal's office.
I will admit, that to some degree it was myself and my own lack of understanding in the arts of mathematics and algebra in general. I accept this. However, as one human being to another, YOU DON'T FLIP A SHIT AND ACT LIKE SOME MOUNTAIN CAVE WOMAN WHEN PEOPLE ASK YOU TO EXPLAIN IT IN ANOTHER MANNER.
You know that teacher who took shortcuts in explanations, didn't say "always do this, except when it's this", was unable to properly communicate on a human level, and didn't know how to not act like a Southpark character.
A list of shit he pulled:
Threw my pencil case on the ground because I stuck my paper on the cardboard frame on a slight angle.
Shouted at one of my friends for like 5 minutes because he missed a lesson because of his dad's funeral.
We all sneaked into his office to get one of my friends books back because he took that for no good reason. When we got we saw some marijuana and a bong in his bag.
When my brother had a broken leg he rested his crutches on one of the benches in the art room. When the crutches got in his way he threw them on the ground and broke them and refused to pay us to pay the hospital back.
Got a kid suspended for having cough lollies for his sore throat.
And other than that was just generally a rude asshole.
He got fired and sent to jail for multiple drug crimes. Before he was a teacher he drew suspects in court for the news and made plenty of enemies... the showers will be particularly "friendly" there, hahahaha. And when he did go to jail we went around to his house and started smashing up his property out of spite because the dick head lived alone.
Now that's what I like to hear, I hate all these stories about horrible teachers/people/etc that never have any closure, I love hearing the satisfying endings to these stories, I wonder if you could still get that crutch money though
What a happy ending. Reminds me of that episode of My Name is Earl, with the dick manager who has a perfect life and all those "world's best..." mugs. He ends up in jail with a litte tin mug saying "World's Best Bottom"
There is one teacher that sticks in my mind, I'm not going to name him - mostly because it's letigious. (I think...)
He was our humanities teacher back in secondary school (for 12-16 year olds) which is just a fancy word for "history / sociology" teacher. But I digress...
He seemed rather infatuated with a female student who had a habit of wearing a rather short skirt. (Bear in mind, we had to wear uniforms.) Every time she entered the room, he'd always leer at her longingly saying "Hello Alex, how are you today?" in the sleaziest and breathiest voice ever.
On one day, Alex was leaning back on her chair and while everyone knew exactly where this teachers eyes were. He even lampshaded this by saying "Oh Alex, you know how to make an old man very excited."
Being a child at the time, and all took place before there was a mass panic about paedophiles in Britain, me and my chum didn't report it. But it didn't stop everyone in the class from being REALLY grossed out by it.
I haven't really ever had a bad teacher except one or two who were completely out of control of the class.
In primary school I had a teacher who made one of my friends cry cos the teacher thought her art homework was printed off the computer (it was a thick black silhouette) and acted like a ***** about it.
Come this way my friend, and welcome to... OATHALL COMMUNTIY COLLEGE!
Oh the wonderment you will find here, with one of the old teachers being a pedophile, One of the maths teacher who will repeat year 8 for the 2 most important years there, and the lovely economics teacher, who although very nice, did end up sending the entire class out every single fucking lesson.
Or perhaps you'd like to hear about the IT teacher who wasn't an IT teacher who screwed up everybodies grades and IS STILL WORKING THERE.
In fact, everybody other than the Pervy guy is still working there.
Well this is a tie between my first grade teacher and the first teacher I had second grade with (I had to repeat the grade not because she quit but because she was a crappy teacher)
Well in the case of my first grade teacher. I went to a christian school and the teacher would to punish students during class if they did something "bad" make them sit in the easy chair for a prolonged amount of time. The easy chair was by the way not a chair at all but the teacher having a student at the side of their desk squat for 1 to possibly 10 minutes. (Sometimes she would even forget when she started so the kid being punished ended up having to start over) But if you said a "bad" word that was when you got a paddling. (I said the word "but" once and I got five paddling because she believed I was talking about my rump) But for me because I had learning difficulties at that age she would take me out of class, down the hall, into a deserted room with just the two of us, and hit me repeatedly.
The first second grade teacher I had on the other hand. My mother had made the decision to put me in the same school as my best friend at that age and it was a public school this time. Now this teacher had been informed that I had learning difficulties and she needed to put extra effort into teaching me. This teacher how ever on the first day of school when all of us kids came into the room everyone else was told to find their seat while I was told to stand by the door. She then told all the kids that only bad students had their desks next to hers and after that I asked her where mine was. She then freaking said that mine was permanently next to hers.
My desk stayed there the entire year and because of that I came to the conclusion that if she thought I was the bad student then I would just sit through class and not do anything.
I had a math teacher of my sophomore year who constantly gave us Test/Quiz questions we never learned, then she called me rude for answering a question.
Also, she's head of the math department, and she's old, and annoying.
She gave me two permanent C's that I did not deserve (I have all A's and B's)
compared to most of the things on this mine seems like nothing but here we go. I had a geography teacher for the last two years before i left for college. and well...he seemed to havea HUGE problem with me. He'd ask questions to the four people in front of me and they wouldnt know it and then he;d get to me and be furious as i didnt know it either ( i did snap on the last dayand shout at him and he actually apologized!) but he would also use me as the example of a person that doesnt know the stuff (still passed my final exam!) and acording to my friends when out of school sick or for some reason he would pick on me when i wasnt even there! he would coninuesly tell the class something "wrong that i did in the previous class" and tell them not to be like me. Thank god i never have to see him again!
I'm having issues with a teacher right now, and I'd like to rant for a moment.
In my Geology class, my teacher was pregnant and had to leave a few weeks ago. While she has the next six weeks off, we have a sub to take her place. Now, my Geology teacher was somewhat strict, only she was a very kind woman who had different rules than our other teachers. (i.e., we didn't have to ask to go to the bathroom, we could just leave whenever. We could listen to our iPods in class if she wasn't talking. We could use our cell phones if she wasn't talking/inbetween bells. And, we could eat and drink as long as we cleaned up after ourselves.
Now, our sub is a fat, evil woman who yells at us every day for being horrible people (which is an over exaggeration). She took away all those nice privelages and made a few new rules:
We can not have our headphones out, even if it's between bells. My friend had his headphones around his neck walking into class, before class started. He wasn't listening to music. She took his headphones away and threatened detention.
We have to raise our hands if we want to get up for ANYTHING. I mean, every time someone needs to blow their nose or sharpen a pencil, they have to raise their hand and ask. Not only is this rediculous, but she always waits to pick on people after she's done talking. So, if you raise your hand for a tissue while she's talking, you have to wait until she's done. Then, when she askes "any questions?" and picks on you, you will say you need a tissue and this just annoys her. Makes no sense.
Finally, we can not have WATER. I understand no food, but now there's no water. And I don't mean you can't drink water, I mean you CAN'T HAVE A WATER BOTTLE OUT OF YOUR BACK PACK. She told us this rule, and the very next day, a few kids had water bottles on their desks, including me. She took someone's water and threw it away, then told all of us to throw away our half full water bottles. I didn't want to waste my water, so I quickly drank all of mine then threw the bottle away. She then told me to SEE HER AFTER CLASS for disobeying her.
So, what's the worst teaceher/experience with a teacher you've ever had?
Seriously? One of the reasons your sub, whom you only have to put up with for a while, is the worst teacher ever! is because she's fat? And she doesn't let you listen to music, talk on the phone and eat during class? What a major *****!
not a bad teacher but a tale about how a course i was on got fucked in the ass so so very hard.
Subject : Media (A-Level, that grey aera between Compulsory and Degrees)
Teacher : I Forgot Dammit. lets call him J.
so the start of the course went fine, we did coursework had a laugh all was fine, then suddenly BAM, the teacher Vanished for 6 weeks, we learnt later (oh btw did i say the school didn't set us a sub or any work to do in the mean time, thanks school only my future in the balance) that he had a car accident and punchered a lung, so bad times for him. he did come back, and we got back on tract somewhat, then BAM school up and fired him. we never found out why, something about unacceptable comments to younger students. we never found out, he was a nice guy and a great teacher. he taught film as well, everyone liked him.
anywho yea i dropped Media and focused on other classes, still not a great time eh
My god damned music teacher, turns up to a lesson 20 minutes late, spends 20 minutes talking to one of the girls in my class about some school musical thing, then spends 2 minutes telling us to stick in a sheet, and the next 3 calling me "unfocused" and "unprepared" for forgetting my book.
Go suck several thousand porcupine dicks. (I assume they're spiky. If not, then my assumptions of reality have shattered)
Oh, this isn't necessarily bad, infact this teacher was rather awesome, but on the first day of the new school year, everyone scared and nervous, he turned around to us and said "I've been doing this job for 23 years now, which means that if I had murdered someone in an incredibly violent and sadistic way, but been well behaved in prison, I'd be free now. Oh, I wish. I wish."
I'm having issues with a teacher right now, and I'd like to rant for a moment.
In my Geology class, my teacher was pregnant and had to leave a few weeks ago. While she has the next six weeks off, we have a sub to take her place. Now, my Geology teacher was somewhat strict, only she was a very kind woman who had different rules than our other teachers. (i.e., we didn't have to ask to go to the bathroom, we could just leave whenever. We could listen to our iPods in class if she wasn't talking. We could use our cell phones if she wasn't talking/inbetween bells. And, we could eat and drink as long as we cleaned up after ourselves.
Now, our sub is a fat, evil woman who yells at us every day for being horrible people (which is an over exaggeration). She took away all those nice privelages and made a few new rules:
We can not have our headphones out, even if it's between bells. My friend had his headphones around his neck walking into class, before class started. He wasn't listening to music. She took his headphones away and threatened detention.
We have to raise our hands if we want to get up for ANYTHING. I mean, every time someone needs to blow their nose or sharpen a pencil, they have to raise their hand and ask. Not only is this rediculous, but she always waits to pick on people after she's done talking. So, if you raise your hand for a tissue while she's talking, you have to wait until she's done. Then, when she askes "any questions?" and picks on you, you will say you need a tissue and this just annoys her. Makes no sense.
Finally, we can not have WATER. I understand no food, but now there's no water. And I don't mean you can't drink water, I mean you CAN'T HAVE A WATER BOTTLE OUT OF YOUR BACK PACK. She told us this rule, and the very next day, a few kids had water bottles on their desks, including me. She took someone's water and threw it away, then told all of us to throw away our half full water bottles. I didn't want to waste my water, so I quickly drank all of mine then threw the bottle away. She then told me to SEE HER AFTER CLASS for disobeying her.
So, what's the worst teaceher/experience with a teacher you've ever had?
Seriously? One of the reasons your sub, whom you only have to put up with for a while, is the worst teacher ever! is because she's fat? And she doesn't let you listen to music, talk on the phone and eat during class? What a major *****!
It's been a while since I posted this, so I read through the OP again. You still make some claims about her being a terrible teacher based on her being strict about you doing things that you're not supposed to be doing in class anyway.
When they train you to be a teacher, or a supervisor, or a leader of any kind, one of the first lessons is that you can't be everyone's friend, and that you have to make decisions that will make you unpopular in order to get the work done. Students, employees and subordinates like you are considered a test of what a leader is made of. It honestly sounds to me like you're trying to make your teacher's life difficult because you became complacent, became accustomed to getting away with murder. That doesn't endear you to me, any more than picking on her for being overweight.
Since I didn't actually answer the question posed in the OP before, I will do so now. The worst teacher I've had was probably my 5th grade teacher. Some people just don't understand me, and this was more so when I was an akward kid who hadn't yet figured out how to make people laugh and foster empathy with others. Some people also become teachers for reasons other than their love of children and their desire to help them find their potential. Today, I'm not really sure if she's the latter, but she's definitely the former. She employed the laziest approach to dealing with the akward, hyperactive child that I was that I can remember. I was sequestered from the rest of the class, put in the corner, far removed from the rest of them. My grades were slipping and her "efforts" to deal with me weren't helping. I was losing focus. I wasn't separated because I started fights or picked on others, because I didn't do that. I could be loud, but I was a gentle kid. Every Friday she met with my Dad and promised that on Monday morning my desk would be back among those of the other students. Every Monday this promise was broken.
I also remember the best teachers I've ever had, even the ones that I thought were assholes at the time, even the ones that, when I think about it now, were still assholes sometimes. I remember Mr. Gralish, my incredible first grade teacher, who about a decade later one Teacher of the Year. That's with a capital 'T.' It was a national award. He was handed it by President Bush (Sr).
I also remember a far more recent teacher. She was the liason for my internship at the hospital. I thought she was awful when I met her. She was incredibly rude, oftentimes blatantly demeaning. She laughed at students when they faltered during lab exams. I spoke to my program director about her, as did most of the other students. The director assured me that if I listened to her and did as she said, I'd be fine. I did. I learned quite a bit. My technique improved tremendously. I got better at the task that I now do for a living. One time I told her, "I can treat you with respect even if you don't treat me with respect." I learned to seek out the criticism that was constructive amonst her comments and discard the rest. I also learned to make her laugh, every day, when she brought the attitude. A few of us learned to diffuse her crazy disposition. It worked. Some of us built up a rapport with her. She was ultimately fired anyway. But I still talk to her. I sought her out for advice when I struggled looking for work fresh out of school. I don't see her as a mentor so much, and definitely not a friend, but we connected on a certain level. I earned her respect, even if I didn't deserve to be talked down to in the first place. And I consider the challenge that was dealing with her crazy ass a damned good primer for dealing with some of the more hostile personalities I encounter (as does everyone) in the workplace. In short, crazy as it may sound to someone who complains on the internet when a teacher doesn't want their cell phone on and their headphones around their neck in class, I am grateful for having her crazy ass in my life.
(I can't be bothered writing it up properly.)
-Goes to hospital and takes a month off from school
-Can't finish art assignment
-Teacher: Don't worry, don't bother handing it in. I know you went to hospital.
-Teacher(1 week later): Where is your art assignment?
-Me: You said don't hand it in.
-Teacher: No, I didn't. Hand it it.
-Me: (hasn't finished) Umm... Ok.
-Tries to finish in 10 minutes, but ends up cutting it short.
-Gets a D
-Teacher: I gave you a D because you handed it in so late!
-Me: ...
Seriously, I don't get why she did that >_> Not really so horrible, but it was annoying.
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