Oh, gosh, middle school was the weirdest part of my life.
So in eighth grade, I had an amazing art teacher. I respected her, but others seemed to despise her. Why? Because they didn't want to do the work. How lazy. So these kids talked back to her and naturally, this teacher would get mad back. I was literally the only one in the whole school who knew that the only way to get someone's respect was to be kind to them in the first place. And that's how I was the only reasonable student in the whole school.
Then in elementary school, my fourth grade teacher had the best April fool's prank I've ever known. About a month before April fool's, she said her husband got a new job and that she'd move, leaving us with a new teacher in the middle of the school year. For the next month, she proceeded to act like she was getting ready to leave, and even took down posters and shelves. Then, on the first of April, she told us it was all a joke and she would never leave us.