My second grade teacher, Mrs. Phillips, god, think Freddy Kreuger meets Nurse Ratchit. She used to shake me so hard, and called me names. The word "peel" was one her kinder condescensions. She had a tress of silvery blue hair piled in a "perma-bun" on her constantly bobbling head and , Superman had nothing on her "coke-bottle" glasses staring as though she were looking for the soft spot in my spine, thus making it easier for her to snap. One time, I went to the restroom, I was eight. I had a pass. Well, little binky started to become "big" binky in the restroom. I didn't know what that meant, but....Mrs. Phillips, who had followed me to the restroom knew. And, you know, to this day, I don't know if she was pleased or angry with me as she proceeded to bat my head about with the pointer she always carried with her.
In retrospect, I would say she was "excited".
Have you ever had a teacher that stayed in your dreams or nightmares, years after school?
2007-09-24 18:03:21 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
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I had a teacher named Mrs. Olaflin in kindergarten. She was an old wretch of a woman. Looked like she had one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel. I had hair so long I could sit on it. She got mad because all the kids always wanted to play with my hair so she complained to my mother, she said my hair was a distraction to the class. My evil mother made me get a haircut, a PIXIE. How I cried and cried. I've always worn my hair long out of spite.
2007-09-24 20:36:44 · answer #1 · answered by dreamer - VT-AM 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Well no.. obviously that's a terrible thing to do. But back then in the late 80s when he supposedly faked his death, being gay definitely wasn't cool. If someone said they were gay back then, the first thing thought of was AIDS and the person would be shunned. So I think that had more to do with it than not wanting to raise his son.
2016-04-06 00:01:40 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Never have I had such a teacher, though I've had some really rotten ones.
I'm pretty sure she is still dead, unless of course she did not die in the first place. No matter how good or bad she was at teaching you addition, she can't break the laws of biology.
2007-09-24 18:12:21 · answer #3 · answered by Rat 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
What a weird story.
But yeah, the head of my department was an intimidating guy. He could motivate me to get things done, because I was afraid of his disappointment and admonitions. Even my parents couldn't match that feat of his! He never yelled, he never outright belittled...but he could always find the perfect words to make students feel like totally insignificant failures. Just the tone of his voice killed me....And he had this habit of staring at you when he talked, like he could see your soul.
Anywho, sounds like you should just put those memories out of your head...
2007-09-24 18:15:44 · answer #4 · answered by Rin 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Whether she is actually dead or not, she must die to you in your mind. Like another poster said, let it go. Lay it down. It was wrong of her. Lots worse have happened to other children, not to make light of what happened to you. But, in other words, try to get over it and move on with your life. For your own sake. Then your nightmares will cease.
Sending you a smile to help pick up your day.
2007-09-24 18:23:18 · answer #5 · answered by Prof Fruitcake 6 · 2⤊ 1⤋
in my first year of comprehensive/high school. the art teacher attempted to rub up against me whilst 'helping' me with my pottery etc, and asked me to stay in lunch time to 'finish' my "wonderful" work...
although i was only 11, i knew something was very wrong about those invites and i always took one or two friends with me!
i can see his big face and hands now, but i have chosen to let the creep 'go', and ridicule his pathetic-ness.
your mrs philips sounds like many teachers of the day, sadists who could get away with murder because all teachers were so respected that nobody imagined they would abuse their positions of trust.
her karma will have caught up with her, dont you worry about that!
blessed be
2007-09-24 19:13:29 · answer #6 · answered by hedgewitch 4 · 3⤊ 0⤋
Oh yeah... Mr Johnson in 5th grade. He was a rather large man (think: Henry VIII), he wore glasses, was forever repositioning his comb-over and when he got mad, he would get this deep purple color. His favorite past-time was flipping over desks with the kids (usually boys) still sitting in them.
2007-09-24 18:13:29 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 3⤊ 0⤋
Yes in my freshman year of high school...He was the art teacher and his main form of entertainment was trapping female students in the store room and forcing them to rub up against him as they tryed to get out. I "accidental" kicked him in the groin when he did it to me. He didn't dare say anything to anyone about it but to this day my parents are puzzled as to why I flunked art of all things in my freshman year...... It was worth it though...the look on that perverts face was priceless...
The memory brings a smile to my face even today.
2007-09-24 18:55:32 · answer #8 · answered by Praire Crone 7 · 5⤊ 1⤋
I have read a lot of your questions and after much consideration, have come to a conclusion. You're weird....Blessings!
2007-09-24 18:18:17 · answer #9 · answered by Native Spirit 6 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Forgive,let go.
2007-09-24 18:10:34 · answer #10 · answered by gwhiz1052 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋