If there were one teacher you could go back and confront who would it be and why?

Question

Mine...Ms. Comley fourth grade...she paddled me in front of two boys who accused me of cussing when I didn't. I will never foret that and I hate her for it.

Answer 1

Mrs Ray. She hated my guts and was the most awful biatch to me!!! She was the principle in primary school and also my teacher for years. She blamed my for rude school graffiti. She also made me report to her office every friday to check up on me. I still get upset thinking about it. I was like the sweetest, most innocent goody-goody. She just had it in for me. There was also my legal studies teacher in my final year at school. She continuously told me off in class, and she said in front of the class that I wasn't mature enough to do my last year at school. Guess what, I got the school prize (top mark) for legal studies. She had to go to the presentation. However, she had run away before I had the chance to gloat in her stupid ugly face. So there. GREAT QUESTION, I feel better getting this stuff off my chest!! Thanks :)

Answer 2

I'd go back and tell my first grade teacher that the reason I wasn't paying attention was because I was bored out of my tree and that a child losing pencils and rolling up worksheets is not a serious issue that demands attention and improved discipline. She should just have been glad that I daydreamed and doodled during the hours of arithmetic I already knew instead of being disruptive.

Or maybe I'd go back and tell the principal that the fact that kids bullied me was not my fault for not wanting to play softball at recess; it was their fault for being bullies.

Or maybe I would go back and tell that mean music teacher that taking away a child's favourite toy that they can't sleep without and not giving it back at the end of the class because they were playing with it instead of singing about the colours of the freaking rainbow is unnecessarily cruel.

Man, this would be a tough decision. I seem to be still harbouring some resentment.

Answer 3

Mrs. Crawford 5th grade.

She hated my older brother from a few years before and held a grudge against my mother for some stuff that happened before I ever got there.

She failed all my papers no matter how hard I worked on them, even when I had a college student tutor me. I was making A's in every other class and was gifted. Nothing I did would please her. She lost things I turned in and gave me zeros.

But the worst part was she sadistically watched this boy bully me mercilessly, then moved me next to him so I had to be tortured by him every day. He would say horrible things loud enough for her and all the others to hear. The other kids would laugh. SHe never once intervened. It was almost like she was enjoying watching me suffer, Seriously. There was something sadistic about it. Like she was letting the school bully push me around because he was saying and doing all the things she would have liked to do but couldn't get away with.

Daily she would make snide comments about my looks, my clothes, my family, and other innappropriate subjects.
She just plain held a grudge because my older brother, who was mentally ill and acted out of control , and my mother was a yutz who defended everything he did, and it made her mad. I was doomed from the minute I walked in because she held a grudge against my psycho family members.

Then I had to go home to the psycho family members, so life was pretty rough.

I had other teachers who spanked me, alot, for stupid reasons, but that never bothered me. Like a first grade teacher that would spank me for getting addition problems wrong. I hear people say they think that was worse. But the emotional abuse that I took from mrs. crawford was much much worse than anything physical, and stuck with me longer.

(by the way, I never missed those addition problems again. lol)

Answer 4

I would finish what I started with the shop teacher Mr. O. Him and I never really got along and everyone knew that. It was just a matter of time before one of us was yelling at the other in class. But i passed that class because I was good a building stuff.

Answer 5

My third grade teacher, Ms. Nichols. I was drawing Texas for a project and she kept erasing a certain curve and yelled at me after the third time,"Can't you see it looks like an upside down duck head?" I never liked that ***** after that. I am very hard on myself now when I sketch because I don't think it is ever good enough.

Answer 6

My first grade teacher. She was sooo mean. I just came to the US, and didn't understand english too well. I mean I was in ESL, and she would yell at me. Its not my fault I couldnt get it. I mean my mom even told her I had a hard time speaking english. Now that I am a perfect english-speaking person, i wish i could go back and say some stuff that she wishes i never learned engish. lol

Answer 7

Mrs. Mesker
She was pretty good at teaching art but she was so annoying when she always said
"Never Ever Say the words 'I can't"
And if you did she would spend ten whole minutes lecturing you than put you in time-out (elemantary school)
So if I could go back I would get a friend and have them to pretend to be telling me something important and than I would make sure Mrs. Mesker would hear me say
"But I can't!" have her lecture me than I say
" But Mrs. Mesker, I can't do drugs, they're wrong, but if you say so!"

Answer 8

When I was in grade school we got a new principal when I was in about in 5th grade. This man was very serious and a disciplinarian, and he saw me at recess one day and didn't like the look on my face and brought me to his office telling me that my facial expression was unacceptable.

If I met him today I would let him know that he should mind his own business and that I didn't appreciate his bull-crap.

Answer 9

miss.p

in 5th grade i joked about her being late to class or something like that. and she said i was out of line, and went around and told the other teachers i was being out of line. the next day we got a speech about respecting our teachers more.


jeeshh


it was a joke.i wasnt seriously asking her for a pass. and i was 10. she had no reason to make me look bad in front of all the other teachers and make me look like a bad kid. it jeopertized my reputation as a good student. it sounds dumb. but at the time i just wanted to crawl into a hole everytime i had to go to her class.

Answer 10

Mr. Sumption. 5th Grade History.

He stood right over me one day and yelled at me because I was filling out a worksheet the wrong way. He always yelled at me like some drill instructor because he and my dad didn't get along and he called me stupid and said I couldn't do anything right.