I had this professor in college at a conservative Christian school who decided he didn't like my support of gay marriage in one of my papers. So he gave me a C. The way students got our papers returned was that we would go to his office and rifle through a stack of papers.
In rifling through the stack for mine, I found that not only had I gotten a C on the paper, but I was the only person in the class who didn't get a A- or better. Hmm... I don't think my paper was THAT bad.
As it happened, I was very close to finishing the class at the end of the semester, and I asked the professor if I could do any make-up work. He just told me not to worry about it and that I could finish up what little needed to be done next semester. He just told me to re-register for the class and not show up. He would take care of the rest.
So he forgets... Or conveniently forgets. I don't show up to the same class the whole next semester, and at the end of it he tells me, "I didn't give you permission not to come to class."
So I failed twice.
He also told me I'm not Martin Luther and I'm not going to reform the Church's view on homosexuality as a sin.
He said his institution doesn't graduate people and give them degrees with opinions like mine.
(Net result: 2 Fs for the same class, 2 semesters in a row. Great.)
kill me! im dead well now im a undead lol so thats how im speeking
whacked her pen across my knuckles--1st grade Mrs Bloomfield!!
when i was like 9 years old, one of my teachers slapped me. She actually slaps almost every student in the class even for minor reasons like forget to bring books or answer her questions wrongly. She uses either 2 of her fingers to slap us, or uses a ruler to slap us on our face
i was looking at the mirror during class cos my friend said i had something on my face, and my science teacher said aloud 'stop looking at your mirror and concentrate on work', which just humiliated me so badly.
kneel down with my hands raised that was horrible as to whether i deserved it i dont remember
i was a naughty girl at school, some teacher adores me, even my principal, but there is one female teacher don't like me, she picking on me for a small thing, and try to punish me, i stared at her, then i took my bag and straightly walk out from her class, i went to canteen and eating, hang around the school area until her lesson was over, then i went back to the class.
The cow she would knuckle me in the head many times and say pay attention. wtf I had a head ache how could I?. that is the worst but others did things too,lol I had one teacher hit me in the stomach and one hold me up by the throat. I loved my old school teacher he picked me up and put my upside down facing the mouldy sandwich's in the rubbish bin and old say " you look up girls dresses again and I will drop you in the bin next time PAUL" Thanks for asking! sitting in the corner and being send out of sex education class never helped me. I did get the cane a few times at high school but for some reason that old bag hitting my head with her knuckles I will never forget. You must be attentive Paul Attentive...
I had an art teacher once that just didn't like me.. Personality conflict or something.. and because of that always just gave me mediocre grades.. well some of the other parents one day at an art show couldn't figure out why I had such low marks on the art I had displayed there.. The principle and the head of the art department though my art work was some of the best they had seen in a very long time and told this teacher to adjust the grades to be more fitting.. He refused to change the grades and well was fired shortly after.. That very same artwork got very high placement in state shows.. Even got an award for one that put me in first place...
Teachers are human also.. but because there a teacher they need to get past there own emotions..
worst ever: 4th grade was the art teacher pulling me out into the hallway to yell at me for not trying to draw (after me turning in my drawings)...and then yelling at me for not knowing my home phone number (i had just moved)...and then when i got back on monday yelling at me for lying (he had called my home and i had answered and told him my mom was at work on that saturday and i didn't know when she'd be back and that there were no other adults there -- which was 100% true) my integrity being questioned was the worst part at the time
in high school:
not counting a detention (so it doubled) plus giving me an extra detention for sleeping in detention
getting kicked out of a class in my last semester of high school before the 1st quarter was over for trying to talk down a grade i didn't feel i deserved (and failing the class due to not being allowed to do any further assignments or take any further tests.but not being allowed to drop the class either) -- technically failing that class brought me a credit short of graduation (but i had special board approval to graduate w/o meeting other requirements, so i'm guessing the office 'forgot' to count/calculate my credits for graduation)
being woken up by slapping a meter stick w/in inches of my head
Getting students to quietly walk out of and into the classroom in hopes I wouldn't wake up until sometime at least into the next period
Department head threatening to not let me take the classes i needed to graduate my last semester (that would've put me back a whole year) and same person later threatening to fail me for my last class (i broke my senior project on accident a couple of hours before presenting it first thing in the morning!) . he asked me what i thought he should do (other people had projects that didn't work, but no one else got below a C for the class) and I asked for a D- for the class just so I could graduate (and he told me he'd think about it...and didn't get back to me for days before finally telling me i had a D-!)
The meanest thing that my teacher did to me was giving the whole class a detention (including me). She is the worst teacher that I have ever seen in my life. She is currently my english teacher and she is a whoie. I hate her! She just gave me a detention for no reason.
my teacher threw a eraser at my head but that wasnt on purpose because later he said i didnt have to do work
ummm. my principal tried to make me tranfer schools for no good reason on my last year of middle school
my kindergarten teacher gave all of us math books and didnt give me my school picture back even when my mom ask her she never reply and my grandma was the one who ordered it
erm, the only thing i can think of was near the end of y8 (7th grade) sometime in the morning before lessons i had gone to my locker to put some things away, and then when i was walking back to my form room i accidentally walked into someone walking the opposite way- of course i apologised and then kept walking. Right, so when a teacher starts shouting at someone "stop" (hes the kinda teacher who shouts constantly) i assumed he was shouting at someone else and kept walking. So when i got to the stairts going to my form room i got about half way up before he'd grabbed my bag and pulled me back down again, and started yelling at me about how i should be more careful, in less of a hurry etc etc. Of course i tried to explain that it was an accident, and that id apologised for it, but he took that as being a "bad attitude" and ended up asking for my name and year (then shouting again when i didnt psychically know he wanted to know my form as well) so he could give me a detention- he didnt, but still- unlucky for me, since he's SO loud, everyone in the form room heard every word of it, but ended up almost cheering when they heard what'd actually happened- really weird
she yelled in my face as loud as she could.. and i was a good kid, but after that i tormented her :) thus bringing out those spit things and paper wasps.. but that was years ago lol
I am Discalculic. Thats like dyslexia with numbers, to give a quick and dirty definition. In first grade, we had two teachers; a morning teacher and an afternoon teacher. The morning teacher taught math, and the afternoon teacher taught english. My math teacher thought I was just retarded -- I had a high IQ, high english, but she just disliked my inability to do her subject. I just couldent make the numbers work in my head fast enough to please her; If I could memorize a formula, I would just forget it after the lesson so it didnt matter. So she just threw her hands up and let me wander around aimlessly without work, never tried to teach me, never reffered me for special services. That followed me throughout all of grade school; I was held back from science, art and english programs because they all felt that depriving me of these things and forcing me to do equations I couldent comprehend would help.
Well, Anyway. I was invited to do a special literature program. The teacher said I couldent do it, because my math was so low. So, anyways, I screamed, I ran into the bathroom, and I locked myself in there untill they relented.
I havent let anyone force me to do math since <3
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