What's the worst thing a teacher did to you at school?

[Reecejackox 395]

sent me out of class simple

[J.J 921]

Broadcasted to the ENTIRE grade the reason why I had been suspended, even though it was pretty much known, me and him became real cool later on, but we had a rocky start lol... I mean I actually used to think the in school suspension seemed worse bc it was like a little walk of shame lol and so painfully boring you wanted to bite off your tongue, I enjoyed my time off school xD I am glad that I had the experience, I was young and naive, so it helped me see how full of shit some ppl are and how to play it more safe.. ultimately I am an improved pony of a different color today, but yeah basically at one time I had a teacher that hated me bc I would come into his class late other nonsense, he took it real personal so he decided let's tell these kids why my least favorite student is suspended lol, pretty personal xD but ya he became one of my favorites lol 

(Note, I wasn't technically in school when this happened, he did it while I was suspended.)

Edited September 23, 2022 by KingCorvus

[flutterJackdash 218]

Labelled me a terrorist, tried to get me expelled from two schools (both my regular one and the special one were allowed to attend in senior year), all over the nature of a homework assignment.

[Gaines 1,217]

Hmm nothing too infuriating 🤔
One time my first period teacher told me to go get a Late Pass even though it was my bus that was late 🤷‍♂️ (plus the class is at the very back of the school and upstairs).
This was targeted towards everyone in my class, but another time my choir teacher called everyone lazy (tbh I've always been called "lazy" to the point where I just rolled my eyes or laughed if I heard that word again, but when I glanced at my classmates some of them were crying D: ).

[SharpWit 2,608]

Not my teacher, but a teacher.

For context, I didn't have any classes with friends from elementary school during the first semester of my first year of middle school. Not much to do during recess because all we had was a concrete courtyard and undercover area, and you weren't allowed to leave it. Sort of just hung out by myself the first few days, but managed to seemingly make a friend. No red flags or anything jumped out at me, we had fun normal conversations and would seek each other out when passing each other in the halls or at the end of the day before going to our respective homes.

We also had a somewhat unique disciplinary program called Steps. If you did something out of line, you would be called out and told you were on Step 1, then proceed to what was essentially a time out. There were 5 levels to Steps, each typically adding another 5 minutes to your time facing a wall, with Step 4 resulting in your parents being contacted, and a Step 5 likely being an in school suspension, however the amount of time you stood for was ultimately at the teacher's discretion. I could go on about the other aspects like the tie in of the Make Your Day Committee, but I digress. After serving time, ylthe teacher would ask why you were placed on steps, equivalent to when police officers ask you why they pulled you over, but imagine if they wrote you a ticket for everytime you didn't give the exact reasoning.

After one week, this "friend" came up behind me at the end of the day while I was at my locker. Without a word, he grabbed both ends of my scarf, pulled tight, and pressed his knee into my back, blatantly choking me. For 30 seconds I'm clutching at my throat and trying to push away, gasping for air. Between classes teachers would stand out in the hallways to make sure everyone was backing and getting to where they needed to, even at the end of the day which it was. There was one directly behind us, watching the entire time. She didn't say anything, wasnt intervening, but finally stepped forward. He let go and ran off. She didn't call out for him to stop. She didn't address my well being or being assaulted. She put me, and me alone, on Steps for rough housing, and wrote up a carbon paper slip for me to turn in to my first period teacher the next day, with the intention of me serving out this punishment a second time. Something i never understood given that you completed the process already but justice wasnt much of a factor. She in turn would bring her copy to the front office where it would be placed in the appropriate teacher's mailbox. If you failed to inform your first period teacher of the incident from the previous day, this was how you were held accountable, and you would proceed to the next level of steps.

I stood there in shock, trying to catch my breath, and was made to stand against my locker now that the hallway had cleared out, until she saw fit. It was a good thing I wasn't taking the bus home at the time because I absolutely would have missed it.

Teacher's didn't usually provide the reason you were put on steps, but since she had I was able to give the "correct" response and not delay my exit any further. I don't know if she just wanted to go home herself, or what any of her thought process could have been given how one sided the incident was. It wasn't even the stupidity of the zero tolerance policy, I was just getting kicked while I was down, by someone I should have diffused the situation in what's supposed to be a safe space. What happened to me is relatively guyinsignificant and I can consider myself lucky given what occurs to others on a daily basis sadly enough, but this was one of the first times I lost trust in an adult that should have been there for me.

After letting me go, I tore my copy up in anger the moment I rounded a corner and threw it away. The next day I was not called up during first period so I don't think the other copy ever made its way to the office. For the rest of middle school I flipped that teacher off through her classroom window if I was passing by during a period when her class was still in session and was never caught. That kid came up to me the next day like nothing ever happened. I didn't talk to him and walked away. He'd continue to during recess for the next few days, but never again in the hallway or anytime after. During second semester I had classes with real friends again, and they confirmed he had a reputation as a lunatic. I'm not supposed to condone theft, but I ended up sharing a class with him then too. He had a souvenir thing of a green painted rock with a lizard silhouette cut into it. He wouldn't stop hitting it on his desk, so he was put on steps and had it taken away by our teacher. Conveniently it was placed up front on the shelf of the white board. I had a good relationship with this teacher and would often hang out after class to further discuss what we had learned and so on. I took the opportunity to swipe the rock while she was asking him why he was put on steps, and no one suspected me of anything. He was quite upset to my delight, but I still would have preferred none of this had ever happened. I may still have the rock packed away somewhere some 14 years later.

TL;DR a teacher chose to punish me after being blatantly choked by another student directly in front of them.

[Dreambiscuit 9,575]

Hard to remember all the bad things, but I remember being ridiculed in front of the class, made to unclog a sink in the girls’ restroom (which I did NOT clog up to begin with!) gave me way too much homework (I mean, if they can’t teach something in EIGHT HOURS of school, they have no business making me do even more work at home!) and made me stay at school past closing time. General punishments like detention and calling my parents when I got into mischief were more or less justified. I was a brat and I won’t deny it.

[Kiri 7,288]

Once, I was given a 0 on a quiz because I was out sick with a contagious illness and was not allowed to attend class that day. Even when I offered her my medical results, it apparently wasn’t enough. That teacher was a walking Grumpy Cat meme. :p 

[TheRockASaurus Rex 50,515]

On 2022-09-26 at 7:50 PM, Dreambiscuit said:

Hard to remember all the bad things, but I remember being ridiculed in front of the class, made to unclog a sink in the girls’ restroom (which I did NOT clog up to begin with!) gave me way too much homework (I mean, if they can’t teach something in EIGHT HOURS of school, they have no business making me do even more work at home!) and made me stay at school past closing time. General punishments like detention and calling my parents when I got into mischief were more or less justified. I was a brat and I won’t deny it.

I’m so sorry, Dreamy. 

[TBD 17,253]

Not a teacher, a vice principal. She called a police on me when I was 13 yrs. Not going into details but all I will say is that it was all a misunderstanding. Her and the principal thought it would help me but it doesn’t.  It actually scared the shit out of me- not the fact they called on the police but the fact on what would my parent think. I remember my mom’s reaction begging on her knees for the police not to take me away. Saying that I’m a good kid. I also remember when they took me away and me looking through the window with my mom distraught face and most of the classmates just watched me as I go. It was definitely the worst day of my youth life.  When they released me after getting the whole misunderstanding situation fixed, I was embarrassed to face my classmate, wondering what they think of me.  Ever since then, I hated the vice principal and the principal.  
 

My principal passed away just a year ago. I don’t know why it stuck me hard, but surprisingly, it did..I actually did cried after hearing that new. I thought back on that day and learned she does cares about me and never do it out of ill intentions. My hatred for her was misplaced and I wish I could say how I’m appreciated I am for her to look after me during my middle school years.

[CandyCorn 428]

My second teacher stuck me into the back of the classroom facing the wall. If I turned around, he would force me to face the wall again. .-. This was when I hadn't been diagnosed as autistic just yet btw, but I did have ADHD and some unspecified learning delays.

[Magic Note 2,748]

I'm going to put this in spoilers because it was quite traumatic for me:

Spoiler

I was repeatedly physically abused by a few teachers in my first elementary school. I was repeatedly slapped and yelled at for allegedly not following directions that weren't made clear at first. I had to put up with this for a few years before I moved away.

 

Edited October 5, 2022 by Magic Note
Fixed spoiler format

[Sir Hugsalot 9,182]

When I was in high school I had a really crappy polish classes teacher.

For some backstory I was always quite gifted when it comes to writing, at least when I was in secondary school. I had amazing polish language teacher, who quickly caught upon it and worked with me to further develop my skills, brought me to competitions, overall she was really working hard only so that I develop in what clearly I was decent with. 

But then I went to high school and everything changed when the fire na... oh, wait, that's different story 

Everything changed with new teacher. What can I say, her teaching techniques were unorthodox and believe me, when I say, it took me much time to find kind words for that. She was late to classes regulary (I think few times she was even drunk), but that is like a tip of an iceberg. What broke me is how when we were writing essays and things that I had good skill in she only checked, like, random 3-5 of them, giving those people grades, while ignoring the rest (class had 30-40 people). Needless to say - mine were not picked for almost a year. During that period I just... stopped caring, because why bother if nobody is even helping me develop? 

And yes, You guessed right, when I just no longer cared and my essays were trash at best... she picked me. And I got an F. And at that point I cared so little and was so disenchanted that I effectively casted shadow over my entire professional future. 

 

Now, did I act right from today's perspective? No, I should've not cared, but still kept going for myself, not some stupid "A" grade. It was just a very fragile period in my life and her complete indifference killed my drive back then. If I am not encouraged to act then I quickly get discouraged. That is sadly my weakness and she really utilized it to perfection. Without any doubt she's the worst teacher I've ever seen in my life.

[Splashee 28,560]

To simplify things, my worst teacher only gave homework as the worst thing. But it was bad. Like, the days you don’t want homework, and the teacher knows it. Thank god those days are over.

[Troblems 5,617]

The three most phenomenal teachers I had were replaced by an angry little man on a power trip, a math teacher who had no idea what she was doing, and

Spoiler

A teacher who was touching the underage girls. He used to find narrow hallways and trap us so he could get close.

I called the angry guy a warden, off handed flippant throwaway line, not even one of my better ones. He turned to me and screamed in my face. I was so stunned I couldn’t function.

Luckily, I’ve had some incredible teachers and those experiences far outweigh the negative ones.

[Stone Cold Steve Jobs 22,424]

There was a lunch room teacher who would swear at us in 8th grade and blow a whistle into the microphone to get our attention. I think he helped cause my tinnitus.

A bus driver stopped taking us home one day to stop at a mini mart for some cigarettes and told us not to say anything about it. It was a bus full of kids no older than 11.

Edited October 16, 2022 by Stone Cold Steve Jobs