>i expect three full pages
>cornell notes included
One day the scince teacher let one of the kids choose between Bill Nye the Science Guy and like I don't know, national geographic, or something. Long story jort, he picks NG, and everybody is perplexed.
That fucking picture has the aesthetic of a fucking chain email.
>I dont have to worry about answering questions
>I dont have to worry about doing group projects
>I can just sit here and watch this stupid fucking doc about whales or george bush or whatever the fuck
best days ever
> mfw got to watch Schindler's List and teacher didn't give a fuck about the lewd sex scene
>I don't know where you're up to so we're just going to watch this movie instead
>Final year of English
>have to analyse a movie to death for media module
>teacher gives us choice of episode of The Sopranos or Shrek
>all the cool kids such as myself want Sopranos
>it comes to a 'shouting vote'
>all the girls and faggot geeks screech Shrek, so its Shrek
>mfw had to watch Shrek about 20 times and write a report on it
As a treat at Christmas, the teacher just rolled in the TV and stuck Tron in the VCR, one of his favorite movies, as he sat back and drank coffee.
I'd never seen it before, blew my ten year old mind, the effects were so different and brilliant.
teachers like that were the fucking coolest. I mean I'm not a teacher and I know that you go to school to learn but out of the fondest memories in school they were teachers like that showing us awesome movies for shits.
>"Be sure to jot down each thing you've learned from the video"
>the video is on a topic you know everything about already
>that teacher everyone treated like shit all year and you took to the brink of psychological breakdown
>they still bring in sweets for everyone at the end of year
>watch american history X
>teacher skips black and white parts because "they aren't important"
God damn I hated that, the girls would always win just because they had squealier voices. Them and the mildly autistic kids who were just "normal" enough to be in the class but had to have some dedicated sped teacher follow them around with a clipboard.
>teacher brings out the tv
>puts on a movie
>"this is one of my favourites, think you guys will like it"
I'm gonna look her up. She probably moved far away from this place and gave up teaching.
>have French lesson
>everyone is talking
>teacher sits and waits for us to stop talking
>talking for the whole lesson
>he stares at us
>he stands up, grabs his briefcase
>"FIND YOURSELVES ANOTHER TEACHER!"
>throws the door open and leaves the room, pushing past another teacher
>he resigned that day
I'd never be a secondary school teacher.
I had a college professor who would rock out to Rush (and only Rush on a little radio) during class and after I talked to him about Rush for like an hour after class one day my grades suddenly got a lot higher. Based Rushprof. He had all these theories about how the timing in Rush songs could be tied to mathematical equations and shit.
our 7th grade teacher went nuts
tore all the posters and pictures off the walls while screaming obscenities at us
we never saw her again after that, turns out she was pregnant so it was probably the hormones
My friend's one for history and he enjoys it.
But he's one of those people that actually has presence. One of those teachers where people just tend to sort of shut up. Not one of these morons that gets into shouting matches with kids or just doesn't do their job as if it's actually punishing the little mongoloids.
We both went to the same piece of shit secondary school so he knows how fucking shit it can be and was prepared. He said there were several people on his course that had been to private schools and wanted to be teachers "for the respect". They all dropped out because they had never experienced the horror of state schools.
I got to watch Baraka all the time in high school. Truly the comfiest days.
>that one beta substitute teacher
The class room looked like a war zone afterewards, Prit-Stixx on the ceiling, along with jaffa cakes, stuff written all over the white board, pencil cases rekt,
>Little brother says he hates his new teacher
>Tell him he should put a tack on his chair
>Next day little brother is home early and mom is screaming
>Teacher sat on tack
>Other kids ratted him out
>Brother is getting expelled
>Teacher is pressing assault charges
We used to have credit/debit system and I've still got a debit that reads;
>Anon thinks it's funny to put pins on other pupils chairs for them to sit on
Fuck the U.S. Seriously, just fuck it. Who the fuck presses charges on a fucking kid because of a prank? I mean they'll probably get laughed out of court, but still. What a cunt.
>tfw grew up in foster homes then got sent to an institution when I was 12 where "school" consisted of trying not to be murdered by lunatics for twelve hours a day for the next six years
But I'm out now. They had to let me go.
I watched Kids with my class when I was 13 in Greenland. I think the teacher was fucked in the head and wanted to teach us about the dangers of sex.
For the uninitiated: it's a very graphic movie about kids/young adults having sex, involving rape and HIV.
Here's a tip: you were just as bad as them, or you wouldn't have been there.
I hit her in the back of the head with a frozen potato in a sock and then dragged her to an abandoned building in my village. I have sex with her and leave her there then a few months later she come to class with a big belly. She is not married so I know is mine.
Not everyone has suicidal thoughts like you, so no.
Reminds me of something I did.
> in science with a bunch of freshmen, I'm a new transfer junior
> literally the worst class
> this bitch always sits next to me
> she gets up one day and I think fuck it and break my pen
> ink is all over her chair now
> she sits down on it
> some friendzoned little faggot behind me rats me out
> she goes on this rant for like 5 minutes
> laughing, she gets up and goes to the bathroom to cry
> teacher talks to me after class with this look on her face
> I can tell she was happy I did it
It's your turn, you're the one with the rotten life. Quit boring us all with it.
Seriously. Every time they would wheel that in I'd turn my desk around so it was facing the back wall and yell "I'M SORRY, IF I WANTED TO WATCH THE ELECTRIC JEW I WOULD HAVE MOVED TO NEW YORK CITY! NOW PLEASE GET BACK TO BIBLE STUDY LIKE OUR LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST INTENDED!"
>last day of elementary school
>think "why are they crying? it's not like I'm never going to see these people again, we're really good friends"
>contact fades and you never see them again
I never felt that in high school though, was just happy to get out of there.