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Oh god that made me spit out a little bit of my coffee
In highschool, one of my classmates threw a pool party at their house in the weekend and one of our teachers also stopped by (she was a young teacher just a few years older than us, btw). Well, little did we know she could drink that much and as the day went on she got more and more drunk to the point where it got really weird and she got a bit...touchy. The next day in class was definitely...awkward.
i think this is equal parts bad teaching and kind of weird but in middle school, i had a math teacher who gave us all silent detention one day because she accused one of us throwing a bead at her and none of us would "confess" so she held us all in her classroom during lunch.
turns out the bead hit her in like, the lower shin, so we all came to the conclusion if anyone did hit her with it they probably kicked it up by accident without noticing i think she figured that out too because after that detention it just. never came up again fjgfmgmf
quick edit to add this because i just remembered it: also sophomore year of uni i had a theology teacher who made us watch the lord of the rings clips so he could tell us gollum was a perfect example of someone who didn't have jesus in their life. king what
I actually remember something else. My class and another one were sleeping over night in the school (yep, we were actually allowed to do that for some reason) and the teachers even ordered Pizza for every single person!! Anyways, you don't have often the chance of checking out the school in the night, when nobody is there, soo.. me and some other kids went into the elevator to go to another floor. Man it was scary. And then out of nowhere we see someone standing in the staircase. That scared the crap out of us!! Turns out it was one of our teachers trying to scare us. That definitely worked >:
Oh gosh, yes. It was my senior year of high school and I ended up taking advanced law because I needed the credit. The teacher was this overly energetic man who had been a movie extra earlier in life, and went as far as bringing in a couple of the movies he was in to show us the millisecond of screen time he had. All were Westerns, if I recall.
Anyway, he was just really odd and desperately trying to cling to his youth, which I can understand. What was slightly less tolerable was when he started calling me "Barbie" and telling me I missed my calling as a ballerina, because according to him "one's best dance years are between the ages of 12-17, after that it all goes downhill"...mind you, I'm not a dancer and have never been so why did I need to know this?! If all that wasn't bad enough, he approached me two days before the seniors' year end and asked me if I ever considered modeling, told me I was "stunning", and said he had photography equipment if I ever wanted to set up a shoot. I basically told him he shouldn't be talking to students that way and he backed off like "oh hey now, I didn't mean it like that!". Except yes, you definitely did. I probably should have reported it back then but just wanted to finish my last couple days without drama.
I haven’t had too many odd experiences, but I can recall one teacher I had in 8th grade history. He was extremely odd, especially towards girls. He was an awful teacher, and would let other kids make extremely racist jokes without saying anything.
As for odd experiences, I have a few. For one, he would always get very close to any girl he was talking to. If I were to ask him a question, he would always get right next to me whenever he’d explain the answer to me. Oh yeah, I forgot about the time he called the teacher I had during that period to talk to me about an assignment
Luckily for me, he wasn’t as odd with me as he was with my friend. He would do the usual things, but would be a little creepier about it. For example, I remember him always calling her by a nickname, which was always odd. He’d also always talk to her whenever he saw her in the halls.
That’s the only weird interaction I can think of atm, other than accidentally calling your teacher mom/dad.
so when I was in 1st year of high school my geography class went on a school trip to Switzerland - I was super lucky to go and when we were there our accommodation was this traditional chalet/hostel thing with a pool out front. One time at the end of the day, me and a friend were in the pool along with other class mates, and two female teachers who were just bobbing about together and chatting.
My friend went to put up her hair in a ponytail and noticed the hair tie she usually had on her wrist was gone - we noticed after a bit of looking around that it had sunk to the bottom of the pool so we tried our best to get it by diving for it. My friend was doing such a terrible job of it that I basically incapacitated myself with laughter so we were completely failing to grab this hair tie off the bottom of the pool. The two teachers (wondering what the heck was going on) bobbed over to us, and we explained what had happened, and pointed out the hair tie sitting there on the pool floor. Well, helpful as she was, one teacher decided to take matters into her own hands...
She, in all her wisdom, mashed her foot over the hair tie, tipped back so she was floating on her back, and slowly lifted her foot (with hair tie pasted to the bottom of it) right in front of my friends face and held it there. My friend, with a look of utter disgust that is etched into my memory to this day, peeled the hair tie off the bottom of the teachers foot, shook violently in disgust as if the hair tie was the nastiest and most cursed thing she had ever laid a hand on, AND THREW THE HAIR TIE BACK INTO THE WATER causing it to sink to the bottom again LOL. The teacher basically said, "what'd you go and do that for??" and gave up trying to help us again (thank god, as I don't think my friend had it in them to do all that a second time).
I was completely useless through the whole thing as I was basically standing there, clasping either side of my head in disbelief, repeating, "what the heck is going on here, WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE" in a mix of complete bafflement, amusement, and horror. The memory of it still keeps me up some nights. It was just the weirdest thing I have witnessed and I still cannot wrap my head around why a teacher wouldn't understand that a child doesn't want to peel a soggy hair tie off the bottom of your pool-wrinkled foot.
My elementary music teacher used to pet my hair for some reason, I don't know why (probably because I have really soft hair) but I didn't really mind her doing that.
In my high school, I'll admit that I've been reported to the administration a bunch of times and I've kind of developed this disdain with a lot of the staff members there. I also remember I was in a rush and accidentally bumped into one of them and they asked me what my name was and I was like "my name is Fred" or something since I didn't know what to say.
Growing up as a quiet, awkward student, I've had quite a few mishaps. The most awkward I can think of at the top of my head though isn't my fault - it was my mum's.
My mum is amazing, but let's just say she can be pretty... flirty. Dear God help me. I think it was in 6th grade (second time around) when my mum started crushing on my Social Studies and started flirting during a parent-teacher meeting with her not realizing I can tell what's going on. And ever since that evening, I couldn't look my teacher in the eyes anymore. Thankfully he was cool and didn't treat me any differently lol, but still.
I had this amazing professor who invited us to go to the San Diego zoo to study anthropology after we graduated but I ghosted him because I was feeling extremely depressed and suicidal and I didn't even live near SD at that point. He contacted the other people in our class to see if anyone had been in contact with me. I read the email and didn't reply because it was too awkward but honestly, he was so chill. I should've just explained what was going on with me and I'm sure he would've understood. He was one of my favorite professors and I learned the most from his class.
On a lighter note, I've definitely called my teachers "mom" before lmao.
i think she figured that out too because after that detention it just. never came up again fjgfmgmf
