what was your worst elementary school memory, ill you give you a goooood example...?

Question

1st grade, i was sitting by my desk, was the shy little good girl at the time, didnt even have the courage to raise my hand and ask to go to the bathroom, i couldnt stand it anymore and off it went, all i remember was me clutched to my chair and my teacher picking me along with the chair and carrying me to the bathroom.

memories, i cant believe how i even survived the rest of the year, in fact i wouldnt call it my worset memory, but more like my silliest one. whats yours?

Answer 1

First grade teacher in Ft. Worth, Texas.
Her name was Mrs. Fretridge. Probably about fifty or so at the time.
She would have been ....well, I don't know what .... fired?...jailed?...sued? if it had been 2006 instead of 1968.
She was the school marm from hell, with the tower of red hair, pointy framed glasses and the attitude that children must be disciplined through severe physical punishments.
I would have to walk to her desk in front of the class and hold out my hands for a good smack from her ruler across the knuckles.
Dunce cap? I wish.
I remember being locked within the dark cloakroom for several hours at a time.
In the playground, during a dodge ball game, I had a disagreement about whether or not I'd been hit.
Suddenly she was on me, screaming and grabbing my small arms and then she swung me through the air so I landed hard on the concrete.
I told her during a test that I felt sick and in anger, she grabbed me and made me stand in front of her desk. I said, "please, I need to lie down"
I started to cry and then I suddenly had diarrhea come out.
She rounded the desk and smacked my butt hard, causing the diarrhea to explode out of the top of my pants.
I think that after that, there was a lot of shouting and laughter and I was picked up under my arms and thrown out of the classroom.

I also remember she would just take me to the burly principal so he could put me over his knee with the wooden paddle.

Eventually I just lost it, stuck some kid with my pencil and I got expelled and put on some drug according to her recommendation.
It was monsterous.
I feel like a veteran of the age before liable and litigation.
Thank God little kids don't have that anymore.

Answer 2

WOW WERE DO I BEGIN?
IN THIRD GRADE MY TEACHER CALLED ME STUPID.
AND THE REST OF THAT YEAR I WAS PICKED AND TEASED AND PHYSICALLY ABUSED AT LEAST 5 DAYS A WEEK.

AND THAT CONTINUED THROUGH 6TH GRADE.

BUT I HAD AN EXPERIENCE SIMILAR TO YOURS.
BUT MY ACCIDENT CAME FROM THE BACKEND.
I HAD VERY BAD DIAREHHA AND I RAISED MY HAND AND WENT UP TO THE TEACHER TO TELL HER(MIND YOU THIS WAS THE SAME TEACHER WHO DISLIKED ME AND CALLED ME STUPID).
IT WAS A PARENTS DAY AND ALL OF THE PARENTS WERE THERE.
I SAT BACK DOWN IN MY SEAT AND I JUST COULD'NT HOLD IT ANYMORE.
I TOTALLY CRAPPED ON MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!
IT STUNK UP THE ROOM OF COURSE.
BUT ACTUALLY MY MOM WAS THE FIRST ONE TO SMELL IT BECAUSE SHE WAS SITTING BEHIND ME.
SHE(MY MOM)SAW ME GET UP EARLIER TO ASK THE TEACHER IF I CAN GO,SO MY MOM WAS VERY ANGRY AT HER.
I HAD TO GO HOME AND TAKE A SHOWER.
BUT AS EMBARESSING AS THAT SOUNDS THAT'S ACTUALLY NOT THE WORST MEMORY I HAVE.

SOME OF THE WORST ARE JUST FEELING THE SHEER TERROR AND ANXIETY OF KNOWING YOU ARE GOING TO GET PICKED ON.
HAVING TO(EVERYDAY)PLAN OUT AN ESCAPE ROUTE.
HOW AM I GOING 2 MAKE IT THROUGH LUNCH,RECESS,ETC......
THOSE ARE THE WORST MEMORIES 4 ME.

Answer 3

In 6th grade, my eyebrows were SCARY!!!!!!!!!! so a sunday before school, i decided to shave them with a RAZOR lmmfao so of course, i messed up shaving either my left or right eyebrow very short!! i tried to cover it up NO LUCK so i had to go to school like that!! i thought no 1 would notice until a retard pointed it out and had people laughing and looking @ me!!!!!!! so that was embarrassing.. AND THE TIME IN 3RD GRADE WHEN I HAD TO SHYT AND I COULDNT HOLD IT SO @ LUNCH TIME, I WENT AND POOPED, CAME OUT AND 2 BIGGER GIRLS WAS STARING @ ME SAYING "did it feel good"? I WAS EMBARRASSED!!! OHHH GOD...

Answer 4

2nd grade, being sat on by a 3rd grade "girl clique" of bullies, while one fed me pickle juice mixed with playground sand. The teachers on duty did nothing.

Answer 5

when i was in 5th grade i had to go to my 5th grade graduation and i got all dressed up for it and everything i looked so nice as soon i took my jacket off i walked down to get my award i went to my mom and one of my friends came up to me and was like u can seee through ur dress i was so scarced my mom forgot to put my slipp under my dress!!!!!! i walk infront of everybody ...everybody could see through my dress it was so embarcing!!!