stories about sadistic teachers please !!!?

Question

next year my son will start primary school, and it's got me thinking about my school days. in particular, i've been remembering some of my old teachers. mostly, i was lucky, the majority of my teachers were nice, or at least half-way human, but there were one or two who i swear to this day used to get their kicks by mentally torturing the kids !!! the main culprit at my secondary school was a french teacher called miss Ditchfield.... her temper was that legendary in my town that the primary school kids had all heard of her before they had even started secondary school. i had the misfortune of having her as my french teacher when i was 14. i remember that one of her favorite punishments was to make u stand in the classroom waste paper bin if u did anything that she didn't like, and she would state to the class that u were rubbish, and that u would be standing in the bin with the rest of the rubbish until the end of the lesson. anyone else got stories about sadistic teachers ?

Answer 1

Our Art teacher, Brian Hardy, used to make little kids stand in the dustbin if he thought they'd been naughty. I thought he was funny until he threw a length of 4 by 2 at me. I told my Dad and he came in with me the next day and threatened him. I eventually got my personal revenge by gatecrashing a party at his flat and puking into his bowl of soaking lentils.

Answer 2

Sadistic Teacher

Answer 3

A plain, ordinary girl named Belle moving to a new town where she feels she won't make any friends with, based on the prologue, some sort of supernatural romance? Sounds an awful lot like Twilight. :-X However, apart from that... Rule of thumb for all writers: Show, don't tell. Second paragraph is alright, but flashbacks/et cetera, would be better. For her brother, though, SHOW us. What is "it?" What does he look like? What does she (think she) looks like? What is a "normal face?" "In our old high school, he'd had many friends. Of course, they'd not been the most trustworthy friends, but he'd been happy with just the popularity. That's not what I count as friends." - This whole section was phrased pretty strangely. It was kind of hard to understand. Skimming over it for key words, the reader'll get the gist of it, but for readers who actually /read/, it'll probably confuse them. Also, I'd suggest not having the first description of her brother be that he's the most shallow, self-absorbed thing to walk the earth. Even if he is. Build it up over time - don't just plop it all onto the reader at once. "When the car pulled up in the driveway that led to our garage." No offense, but opposed to... What? The second bit of it isn't really necessary. "I look for people I can trust. I just hope that I can find them at my new school in this unfamiliar city of Los Angeles. " Good description of her character and where the story's going, but it was very hard to tell they were moving to a city like LA. Beyond telling the reader that they were in LA, there wasn't any possible way to know where they were moving. It could have been the suburbs, a townhouse, a farm. Give context clues. Mention monuments, places, sights, smells, weather, stereotypes, neighborhood size, what the people look like, shops - all of that. Any of that. "And, yes, that seems way too cliché, but it's true." - I'd say take this bit out. The sentence before this will send chills down reader's spines and leave them wanting more. Mentioning how cliché something is will leave them with an urge to put the book down and walk away. Overall, it seems like it could be a really good story. :D Just needs some work. (But then again, what writing doesn't need work? xP) Keep writing if you enjoy the story. Write the story for the sake of writing the story, not to get, "ZOMGZ UR THE BESTEST AUTHOR EVAS!1!" on Y!A. But to answer your question, yes, I'd read more. :)

Answer 4

I myself am a sadomasocist and a teacher as well. I beat willing victims on the weekends for kicks and we both have a good time and then I go back to school and when I get there all the students say I'm the nicest teacher in there. If you are a sadistic teacher then I suggest that you find a healthy way to exercise that.

I wouldn't say your teacher was so much a sadist as she was an elitist. Her attempts were to show you that you were trash unless you conformed to a perticular heirachy of processes that culminated in a Confusian style heirachy of social purity.

I do recall my 5th grade teacher often taking her life's frustrations out on me. Making fun of me, punishing me and outright lying to the administration when it came to me and my behavior in class. I feel that deep down she was just trying to show me that I had to conform to her brand of stupidity.

Answer 5

Most of mine were sadists. Psychologically or physically. Mainly psychologically, but one hit us with a ruler if we got a question wrong. At another school, I was lucky to get through the day without getting caned - I got caned for asking for a hymn book - I'd have got caned for not having one. The threat of public caning is also psychologically sadistic. But we became hardened to the actual physical punishment - caning was nothing. I grew to 6 ft tall - against a headmaster 5ft 6 inches. I couldn't touch him in school. But I scared the hell out of him when he ran in to me out of school. It also made a lot of the kids sadistic bullies too.

Answer 6

When I started primary school I remember being smacked because I couldn't grasp how to tell the time. As I was only four at the time I think I can be excused!

Answer 7

Tons, but I'll share one. I had a teacher in high school (We'll call her Ms. S) that was a complete demon. First of all, she looked like Chris Farley in that SNL sketch where he had the blond wig on, and she was hairy. Anyway, she was mean and bitter and awful. She would make racist comments. All in all, she made me hate English (my favorite subject). What a beast.

Answer 8

one of my teachers from primary school, (no names), once hit me with a metre rule (wooden) across the back for messing around in class, when my mum saw the mark it had left, she marched me back to school and pinned himm up against blackboard, and threatened to smash his face in if he ever hit me again. lol

that was 22 years ago. lol

Answer 9

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Answer 10

i had one in the 1960s that used to love smacking you with a spiked running shoe!