I had a big tiff with a teacher in sixth class - she had given out to me in fifth class saying that I didn't look happy, and then (after a few rounds of "I look fine" "No you don't"'s) I said that I didn't have to be happy in school anyway, and she went ape at me - come sixth class (it sounds bad, but there was confusion and my teacher was in a bad mood) I was sent in to her class and she brought it up - I couldn't take it and told her to "get over it". It's the most I've ever done to a teacher, I think :/
DUH! Every kid does atleast once their just not like me and do it ever so often! I don't do it because I'm stupid I just have a big smart mouth along with the things I argue about I should either be in the hall or the office almost everyday but I'm not
No way in hell could I, when I went to school you did what you were told and keep quiet. I went to a catholic school and the Nun walked around with a 15" ruler. Those that went to one know what I mean.
My questions and challenges to his theory was viewed by him as back talk. He kicked me out of religion class twice. I just couldn't accept what he was stating as fact when the actual facts didn't support his position. When other students began to stand with me in my questioning, I was kicked out for the last time. Ultimately I challenged his actions with the principal and was given credit for the class. I spent my time in study hall while the misguided teacher continued with his lectures.
Our fifth grade science class had a substitute. She was a huntress. We got into it about whether or not skinning cats is humane or not. I couldn't believe I had to spell it out to her that skinning cats would be like eating dogs here. Then I called her a psychopath. Once everyone started to agree with me, she got pretty mad. I remember--and this is all real--she stomped one of her leather boots on top of the table and said, "Do you know what this is?" And I said, "Fake leather?" The bell rang and she couldn't catch me fast enough to tell me to go to the principal. My debating skills started a while ago as you can tell haha.
A few times especially one time when after 2 years of being bullied (without being intimidated) I finally got sick of it. This guy kicked me and that was the trigger. I simply turned around and as I did punched him fair in the mouth which just about knocked him cold. Naturally I got dragged over the coals. I simply told the teacher. The English master at my High school that if they could not keep order in their play ground i would have to do it myself. Needles to say they didn’t see it my way, and when was forced to apologise to the teacher I made it clear that I was apologising under duress. That was the only time I ever hit any one above the shoulders.
I had a biology teacher that I always did. He called my Dad. It was a short conference, my Dad ask if I was right, the teacher said yes. "So, what's the problem?"
I remember being held back in music class... for coloring the bottoms of my tretorns with ink - those multi-colored pens... up, down, diagonal, down, up, etc.... and ignoring the class...
the teacher said after keeping me from my desperate escape, "What's the matter, don't you like music?"
my 13 year old response, "I like music, but I don't like YOU!"
I ran to the bathroom crying... and the awful teacher left me alone after that...
He was going through out the class labeling people. So i currsed him out for like 30 seconds to a minute. I don't remember what the principle did to me cuz i use to get suspended alot but it doesn't matter. I graduated and am in college now so i really don't care.
Just the other day, actually. My math teacher gave me a detention because I was not working during the last 2 minutes of class, even though I had finished all my work and everyone else had packed up as well. In other words, he singled me out, and it pissed me off. I'm going to give him a serious what-for during my detention, because I'm not going to tolerate that kind of nonsense from a teacher.
the teacher said after keeping me from my desperate escape, "What's the matter, don't you like music?"
my 13 year old response, "I like music, but I don't like YOU!"
I ran to the bathroom crying... and the awful teacher left me alone after that...
nuff.