Teachers

[GTA_stu]

So I was on the bus today and I passed one of my old teachers who was apparently supervising some sort of school trip, and it got me thinking about all the old teachers that I'd had in school and college. Some I really liked, some I absolutely hated, but for most I was indifferent about them.

 

So who was/is your favourite teacher that has taught you, and who is the one you liked the least, and why?

 

My favourite was called Ms Walters. She was so hot it was ridiculous, but she was also just great at making stuff seem interesting. I had her for 2 years in years 10 and 11, and she taught me geography. My first ever first proper crush was on her, I'd always make sure to style my hair and wear aftershave whenever I had her class (because I obviously stood a chance of getting her). One of the great things about her classes was the fact they were so small in terms of numbers. We had about 12 people in the class compared to the usual of 30+, and a third of those were real troublemaker types who virtually never showed up. So there was just a good atmosphere because we could be more informal and we knew each other pretty well and we all got on.

 

Geography was always my favourite subject, and I basically was the show off of the class who would always offer to give my answer or read from a text book. I used to try so hard to impress her. In a normal class I would probably manage to scribble down about half a page of A4 writing, but in her classes I would average about 6 pages and it'd be my neatest handwriting. If I had food technology before her class I'd always bring her something that I'd made. Like I said she was so hot, she was young as well only about 24. She'd wear these skimpy little skirts with stockings and a tight top. Total babe.

 

Now onto the one I liked the least, although hate is a more appropriate word. I hated her she hated me. Nicola was her name, but I called her slagasaurus-rex, not to her face obviously. She was my college law teacher, and in college you call them by first names. Anyways I also took accounting for the first couple of weeks and she taught me for that as well. Well I decided in the first week that I wanted to do football, but it clashed with my accounting. So I made the smart choice and dropped accounting, but instead of informing her like I really should, I just didn't turn up to her classes. So when she found out what I'd been doing she went ape sh*t and started shouting at me in her harsh, awful and hard to understand brummie accent.

 

After I told her I planned on dropping accounting she took it as a personal offense, when I told her it was to play football she acted like I'd just defecated on her childs face. I was totally sh*t at law as well, and would get miserably low marks on the tests she'd set us. She prided herself on the fact that a pupil of hers had never received a grade of lower than a C at AS level (the exams at the end of the year). It was pretty obvious that I was the biggest threat to this accolade, and so she didn't see me as her student, but rather an arch enemy straight out of a comic book.

 

She would always ask me the answer to the question, always ask me to read from the text book, always ask me to come to the front and read my work out, ask me to debate etc. Whenever I came in wearing my college football hoody her eyes would light up and she'd start asking me how good I was at football, if I thought I was gonna be the next ronaldo and other stuff like that. Her lessons were boring as hell and I couldn't stand her face. Couldn't wait until the year was finished and I could drop law. I had the last laugh as well because I got a D, her record was over.

 

Wow that was longer than I expected. Like I said above now tell yours. The more details the better.

 

 

[Gtaman_92]

In my high school, i had a history teacher named ms iverson who teached american history. I really enjoyed her class because i love history and she was a sweet old lady who i respect very much. I had a B in her class and it was worth it. I use to score pretty good on her testes and quiz and i was the smartest one in there. It was a real joy to have people ask me for the answers lol. There was another history teacher at my high school name ms price, i never had her but i knew her and i hanged out in her class alot afterschool. She was a short babe with blond hair and she was real young looking and she had a nice ass and she was f*cking hot, i wanted to f*ck her so bad. I had this high school math teacher name ms shine, i hate that bitch greatly. She taught stupid, she use to pick fights with people and worse of all she failed me, im glad im in college so i dont have to del with her.

Edited January 30, 2012 by Gtaman_92

[Oddsock]

It's funny, OP, that getting a D was a victory for you in the end. Funny how things twist that way.

 

I will add more in another post, but this semester I have two teachers I can't say I'm very fond of. The first is a Women's/Latin Studies teacher who doesn't allow laptops in the class because she believes they're distracting and she prefers a more traditional way of taking notes. BITCH, I PAY FOR THIS CLASS. I should be able to take notes how I please, especially if your class is just a bunch of bitching about stereotypes and disadvantaged Latina women.

 

The second is an old dude teaching a high-level sociology course. He likes to just stand up and lecture which is insanely boring and I'm often conflicted on what to write down. He's also requiring we do some readings of his own work and respond to it, which seems very egocentric. I've been told that all you have to do is just agree with his writings and you get an A. That's a terrible way to teach.

[buzbegone]

Working in the grocery, I see a lot of my teachers.

 

Having just finished high school last year, how long do you guys reckon it's appropriate to call your old teachers by their first name?

Also, would you ask for permission to do so?

[Korpi]

Oh man, I certainly remember my former high schools, girls gym class teacher.

What a woman. ;-)

 

 

Other than that, my old history teacher made history pretty exciting with all that gesturing she did.

Fun times in her class actually.

[Mr.Funny12]

My 8th grade history teacher was my favorite. He lectured everyday with videos, movies and really interesting topics. Mostly Current events too. His way of teaching was, you listen and learn. Basically, you could take notes if you want to, it's your choice if you feel it will do you good. Also, he would let you sleep, and he wouldn't wake you up either. That's your decision to sleep and thats your fault if you get a bad grade. It was probably one of the most fun classes I've been in.

 

Worst teacher is probably my math teacher this year which is my grade 10. She's strict, she has a sh*t ton of rules, and her class is at the end of the day so it feels like the day will never end. Also, even if I do my homework for that class she doesn't give me credit, she finds any little thing wrong with people and critizes people. I don't think I've ever failed a class that bad before.

[El Zilcho]

All my History teachers have been inspirational/hilarious/memorable/nice: Mr Shepherd in Years 8 and 9 was a total lad. He used to use words like 'retard', 'f*ck', 'sh*t' etc. in class, mock celebrity culture, talk informally and as if he was at the pub. His rages were genuinely hilarious and made even the more boring subjects interesting. He had been teaching for 35 years when he taught us, and you could tell his from his engaging teaching methods he hadn't wasted a single one.

 

After that we had Mrs Dawson who was simply a kind, smart person who made History interesting and essentially carried on as well as possible from the departure of such a legend as Mr Shepherd. We had a Maths teacher who was fantastic at explaining complex equations in layman's terms, Mr Grimshaw, a cockney physics teacher with a great sense of humour and a few other memorable people. But by far, the best teacher I've ever known was our school's Disciplinary Head from Year 7 until 9 - Mr Farran.

 

Mr Farran was a down to earth, yet infinitely old fashioned and aged guy in charge of detentions, inclusions, general discipline etc. But there was something different about him - he had a gold chain pocket watch, wore waist coats and generally looked as if he was someone from the 19th Century. You'd expect him to be a rigid, turgid kind of fossil who you'd never want to cross. But he was actually a humoured guy who behaved in a way that suggested he preferred to side with the pupils that his fellow staff! He always understood when I would go to him in protest of an unfair detention (knowing that as I usually misbehaved I wouldn't come to his department to protest a detention unless it was truly unfair) and so was always willing to help.

 

He was another grounded individual, uninterested in ego or putting people in their place. He treated you as an equal and if you weren't truly a wanker (a lot of people in inclusion were) he'd be more than reasonable and even let you speak. I'll never forget something he told me shortly before he retired - it was story of how when he went to school himself, he and some friends had a teacher they hated. The teacher used to slam his desk top, so one day they moved the desk to the edge of the elevated lecture stand so that when he slammed it, the whole thing fell down and broke. The purpose to this story? He said it to me so that I'd learn one thing when he was gone: he never minded when people misbehaved per se but when people did it with subtlety and intelligence, rather than stupidity, he appreciated that.

 

That's how awesome he was, his parting advice to me was on how to flaunt the rules with flare.

 

As for bad teachers, I've had loads. Mr Baldwin was my Geography teacher and he was more of a fool than irritating - he used to throw his keyboard, send you out then stop you at the door and tell you to sit back down (in fear of disciplining haha?), tell tall tales of how on his trip to Cambodia, he found there is only one cash machine in the whole country and that apparently he took a cab driver out for lunch just because he was nice to him. He used to flip and rage in such an embarrassing fashion, and turn off the radio he would put on simply because people danced a little bit. He was hilarious to terrorise.

 

Miss Shaw was a Scottish woman who was literally about 4'7" who was cruel, loud but constantly abused by us; she was incompetent and brutish but we always won out in the end. (wow, reminiscing reminds me of how many fun times you have in education)

[Mr.Mister]

Grade 12 english teacher. He was really chill, funny and I swear to god he always looked baked. My high school business tech teacher helped me a lot by giving me extra time and pushed me to complete the coursework. Computers can be quite distracting

 

Grade 4 and 5 were also really good but that was quite awhile go

 

Hot teacher? Definately junior high science teacher aide. The perfect swede

 

Worst teacher was probably 9th grade english. She would cry atleast once a week, she had cartons of wagon wheels and always got made fun of. Was funny at the time. At one point she ran out crying after we wouldnt listen and we had one of the smart students teach us... she was better than the teacher.

 

I also had a health class sub and she was old as time. Her hair looked like grey wire wool and even smelled like it. Oh my god

Edited January 30, 2012 by Mr.Mister

[Icarus]

I have a favourite teacher from middle school and one from high school.

 

In grade seven, my social studies teacher was an older man named Peter Cool (yes, that was his last name). He was pretty damn strict and every day you always had a quiz on the previous days notes (granted, they weren't hard since he always wrote out the potential questions he'd ask - there were maybe five questions and he'd ask one or two on the quiz), but I felt very much that I learned a lot about Canadian history and such from his class. As well, with the quizzes, later in the year, he started asking questions about world events, so he told us we should be watching the news and learn about the world around us (plus we were going to be asked questions about it). Being in grade seven, I had never really watched or read the news all that much, but since I had to now because it was going to be tested, I really started taking an interest in world events and I believe it's no doubt because of him that I have always tried to learn more about the world around me, so I respect him for that.

 

He was also pretty old fashioned when it came to respecting people. He never addressed anyone by first name (and hence, he never knew anyone's first name); it was always Mr./Ms. Last Name. As well, when class would end, he allowed the girls to line up first, then the guys.

 

Mr. Cool also had some good stories about his days in the militia fighting the FLQ in the 1970s. I think he lead an interesting life.

 

In high school, my favourite teacher (and my overall favourite teacher) was my grades 11 and 12 biology teacher, Ken McDowell. I respect the man for his approach to teaching and trying not to baby us and getting us ready for university; he didn't really believe in the concept of "holding a student's hand," but rather, the student should have to work hard for their answers (which is how it should be done). I also found that he could get the material across very clearly and still have an element of humour in his teaching, which made some of the more boring aspects of biology a lot more interesting. The other thing I really enjoyed about his teaching was that he was not a teacher who believed in forcing students to memorize pages of material from the book; he was more about actually applying the knowledge you had learned and I believe because of that, I learned way more in his biology class than I would have if someone else had taught it.

 

Mr. McDowell was also someone you could talk to about academic advice. When I started university, I would e-mail him from time-to-time in my first year, commenting on the stressful environment of university and trying to adapt to the new change. He would give me advice on how to keep my cool and basically told me not to stress out too much (I was on a scholarship and I was worried about losing it, which I did since I didn't keep a 3.5 the first year) and just to do my best, since that's all anyone could ask for.

 

He certainly inspired many people; in fact, he's the only teacher I had in high school that has his own fan page on Facebook (created by the students) because he was respected by the majority of the students who taught him. I believe he was one of the few educators that actually cared about his students and he wanted to see them succeed.

 

I actually have him on Facebook and talk to him now-and-again. I still call him Mr. McDowell; I'm sure he wouldn't care if I called him Ken, but I just respect the man too much not to call him Mr. McDowell.

 

It was his passion for science that inspired me to do science in university, albeit I did my B.Sc. in physics and he taught me biology. I believe he also serves as the inspiration for me wanting to become a teacher, but I still need to finish my M.Sc. before I think about that.

 

Conversely, the teacher I disliked the most was my tenth grade math teacher, Heather Godfrey. She was a complete and utter bitch and just a rotten human being. She was very condescending; she would kiss ass to the popular kids, but treat everyone else like crap. If you were not good at math, she'd ask you a question in the middle of class and if you couldn't answer it, she would humiliate you (which I thought was just callous). She and I absolutely hated each other; the first week of class, I had made a smart remark, because she was being a bitch, and I remember she said, "Well, you'll probably be one of the students that does bad this year." The first test I got 99 and I remember as I was leaving the class, I had said to her, "I guess I'm off to a bad start with that 99."

 

Throughout the year, she would constantly pick on two of my friends because they both weren't exactly math superstars (not everyone is). I remember one day, she was just hounding on my best friend because he couldn't answer a question (and instead of leaving him be, she just keep going at him) and I just said, "He doesn't know the answer. Stop being a bitch and leave him alone." She was clearly not impressed with that and I was (obviously) sent to the office. I managed to convince the vice-principal not to suspend me, but I did get an in-school suspension for three days, which I thought was worth it, considering I "defended" my friend and brought down Mrs. Godfrey a peg.

 

We kept fighting for the year and I kept acing the tests (got a 99 in the end), so it was fun for me, because she thought I was going to do so poorly in the course and ended up doing the best - it was very satisfying.

 

Anyways, I hated her and I think she was one of the worst teachers I ever had. Just a miserable bitch.

 

 

[GTA_stu]

Man it really is fun reminiscing, some good tales in here.

 

I once had a really good maths teacher who was insanely smart and made it easy to understand complicated things. But unfortunately he didn't have that "connection" with the class and people would love to terrorise him. People liked him to an extent though so they didn't really do anything other than just being mischevious rather than damn right nasty. His room used to stink of smoke, and he looked like Chesney Hawkes.

 

I had a science teacher that went by the name of Mr. Stuart who tried his best bless him but he was just clueless. One time there were 3 guys from year 11 (we were in year 10 at the time) who came in and started throwing books around, lobbed pritt sticks at the ceiling so that they stuck, turned bunsen burners and taps on etc. He then managed to shepherd them outside, and they ran out the building but then were knocking on the windows from outside. So he decides to ring the SLO's (student liason officer, dealt with troublemakers) but the phone isn't working. So he sends a real suck up type lad accross to the building where the SLO's are situated, and to get to the building he has to go past the 3 trouble makers outside.

 

They spot him, and they know exactly where he's going. It was one of the funniest things I've ever seen as the lad realises what's going and what's about to happen to him, and so does everyone else who is watching from inside the classroom. He gives us this look like "Oh crap I'm f*cked" and the teacher just puts his hands on his head. We're all watching powerless through the window, it was like watching a bunch of lions approach an injured zebra. They go up to him, rough him up a bit, throw his shoes on the roof then put him upside down in a bin.

[El Zilcho]

Oh dear, nearly forgot the time we had a maths cover teacher for our regular who was on maternity leave - he was a cross eyed, thick accented Blackburn guy called Mr Berry and he was totally gormless, used to say "let the plane pass, let the plane pass" when jets went over head, got terrorised ruthlessly for his cluelessness and I always used to pick up on the fact he had his shirt untucked, he was so embarrassed when he had to adjust it because, as I reminded him, we had uniform rules here. Haha oh God that was brilliant, we missed out on half a years worth of Maths work because we didn't do a minute of hard graft with him around - total dunce.

[bread]

My 8th Grade Social Studies teacher was just a boss. Period. This guy can even crack up the most shallowest of all human beings. Mr. Burns, was his name. He was ALWAYS sarcastic, but he never smiled. The only time he smiles is when he makes fun of ONE student, but when he's making fun of the whole class (like he does almost all the time) he just never smiles. My class simply interprets it as sarcasm since he actually treats us like friends. He hated some kids though, since they always got on his nerves, but other than that he was full-time comedian/teacher. Right now he's Vice Principal at Mainland Regional High School just a couple miles away, so my class was the last to deal with his final skits.

 

There were some other teachers I liked as well. Mr. Kane, my English teacher for 8th grade. He was funny too, but not as much as Mr. Burns. Also, I've never seen anyone as big as a Phillies and Tony Lukes fan as him. This guy actually spent half a class period talking about how good their Steaks were. Jesus.

 

He also did Fantasy Football, Baseball, and Hockey with about 20 other students. All out sports fan this guy is.

 

 

Aaaand last but not least, a teacher I HATED. Mrs. Persiano, my language arts teacher in 7th Grade. I swear, her breath smelled NASTY. I nearly puked one time when she spoke to me. The sad thing is whenever she's talking individually to one of her students (and that includes me of course) she gets REALLY close to you. Absolutely disgusting. Also not only does her breath smell like sh*t, her attitude is just snotty. She's actually rich. Sometimes she laughs at some of our students for being middle class. I mean it. One time in class she actually asked this kid what kind of car his mom his and the kid said his mom didn't have a car and she just laughed and said "Well, I have a brand new Lexus!". Funny how the next day, her car gets egged. The nerve of this lady. She treats us like sh*t 75% of the time and doesn't even regret. She's the ultimate snotty teacher, trust me.

[Oakshaft]

My math teacher doesnt mark my work, he knows I get it right so he just puts a checkmark on the front or quickly beside each question without even looking at it. He knows I get the answers right so he doesnt bother :S

 

@Mockage, that teach sounds like a bitch, should have reported her lol

[GreatGig]

My old physics teacher Mr Evans was one of the nicest blokes I know. I spoke to him a while back and he's still pretty damn cool. He changed my attitude towards a lot of things as I was a bit of a sh*t in school. He had a rather hippy-like mentality about him and I thought it was awesome. He used to shame the kids who harassed others by simply pointing out their idiocy and making them look like fools. I've always had a strong dislike towards religion by he was the one who really taught me how to direct it. Awesome bloke.

[AlexGTAGamer]

I liked nearly all of my old Primary school teachers (except from Mrs. George, she was awfully bosy, and the old school headmistress who got the sack after stealing money from the school budget).

 

I remember Mrs. Brookes, one of my first teachers who I had a crush on for a very long time. Then there was Mrs. Black who I also had a small crush for too. Both extremely kind and never bosy, everyone got along with them.

 

The headmaster who took the job on after the ex-headmistress got the sack was an, unusual chap. For a long time the children and parents thought the bloke was gay, but it turned out he was married and the fact he had a lisp along with a mannerism not like any other heads in the past had made us think those thoughts. Very nice guy, I still see him in the area and say "Hi", still working in the Primary school that has since changed dramatically over the past few years.

 

Now my Secondary school is a different story, I only had a few favourites there.

 

Mr Crow - Geography teacher - Very caring of his students and concernful over me. Tried to get me a "Duke of Edinburgh Award" and tried to help me go on a school trip to The Gambia, but I had to cancel.

 

Mr Everington - History teacher - Partially deaf and always saw me as one of the top students in his class. Tried to help me go on a school trip to York but got cancelled too.

 

Mrs. Brown (formally Ms. Stirk) - English and Media Studies teacher - Since Year 7 she had been my English teacher. She reminded me of Mrs. Black from my Primary school. Again caring and saw me as one of the top students in her class.

 

And there were other teachers (whose names I have since forgot) that I liked like my old Art teacher (very cool and laid back, but yet was able to control the students), Science teacher (funny guy), BV teacher (I was probably the only student who got on with him. Irish fellow), Humanities teacher (gave me tickets to Bristol Zoo Gardens after I won a model building competition), and Project 7 teacher (I outsmarted him in Sudoku ).

 

And then there were other teachers I never got on well with like my former Science teacher, Maths teachers, English teacher, PE teacher, current headmistress (oh how I hate her ) and some others whose names I have since forgot.

[bread]

 

@Mockage, that teach sounds like a bitch, should have reported her lol

A couple of other kids had already done it. They actually stayed after school in the Library where study hall is and passed around a petition for Mrs. Persiano to get FIRED because really she barely does anything. All she does is hand out teenbiz assignments over and over and expect us to work hard. I heard one of them got detention, don't know about the rest though.

 

f*cking hated my middle school. Glad I moved on to High School.

[Dingdongs]

My 9th grade AP World history teacher Mr. Worthington really turned me on to politics and history. He was basically the most quiet person ever and would just sweep in out of no where and wreck people who disagreed with him. Then in 11th grade I had an AP US history teacher Dr. Madden who was the smartest woman I have ever met in my life who taught me a lot about US history and politics. She's smarter than the professors at my college imo - she did have a PhD so that's probably part of it, but she literally knew everything about history and politics. This woman could name ever single Member of Congress from each specific district in the country, had her own hypothesis on Lincoln's motivation for the homestead act, she knew who every person who ran for vice president was, every single prominent cabinet member throughout US history, and on top of that, she knew everything about the UK too. She knew all the monarchs, their queens, the people pulling their strings, it was really amazing.

[IllnessGTA]

I had a teacher who farted on a student's face once.

[trip]

Mr. Landis, my 8th grade math teacher. I also had him for home room. Great teacher, and just an all around good person.

 

I can't say that I've had any real bad teachers. Some weird ass ones though...that's for sure. Had a psych teacher in high school that was a total freak. During a Freud lecture she demonstrated how the phallic is everywhere by showing the class a wooden back massager that very much looked like a penis. Then later during the same class while we were watching a film she proceeded to massage the backs of students(me included) with it. Unrelated to that story, I ended up getting her in trouble somehow. I'm not sure how or really why, but it ended up with me, my mother, the principle, and the teacher having a meeting. The teacher was totally red faced and sh*tting her pants the whole time. Nothing really came of it other then me switching classes.

 

 

[Ronnyboy]

Had a 5th grade teacher who taught us how to climb up the side of our school, and then expected us to never do it. Dumbass.

 

Our Sophomore gym teacher was also a hoot. We were in a last hour class, of about 13 people. We convinced him to skip the Dance unit, extend Pickleball by 2 weeks, and he had days where all we did was sit and talk. If girls had to talk to him, he'd make them come into the boys locker room, which was hilarious to watch them do. We even got the chance to check out the Girl's locker room as well. That guy was the chillest motherf*cker, and I still talk to him and get him to get me out of classes and we just chill and talk about whatever. He even bought our class Lunch one day, just for us, because he felt like it. That guy is the best.

[Finn 7 five 11]

 

In high school, my favourite teacher (and my overall favourite teacher) was my grades 11 and 12 biology teacher, Ken McDowell. I respect the man for his approach to teaching and trying not to baby us and getting us ready for university; he didn't really believe in the concept of "holding a student's hand," but rather, the student should have to work hard for their answers (which is how it should be done). I also found that he could get the material across very clearly and still have an element of humour in his teaching, which made some of the more boring aspects of biology a lot more interesting. The other thing I really enjoyed about his teaching was that he was not a teacher who believed in forcing students to memorize pages of material from the book; he was more about actually applying the knowledge you had learned and I believe because of that, I learned way more in his biology class than I would have if someone else had taught it.

 

Mr. McDowell was also someone you could talk to about academic advice. When I started university, I would e-mail him from time-to-time in my first year, commenting on the stressful environment of university and trying to adapt to the new change. He would give me advice on how to keep my cool and basically told me not to stress out too much (I was on a scholarship and I was worried about losing it, which I did since I didn't keep a 3.5 the first year) and just to do my best, since that's all anyone could ask for.

 

He certainly inspired many people; in fact, he's the only teacher I had in high school that has his own fan page on Facebook (created by the students) because he was respected by the majority of the students who taught him. I believe he was one of the few educators that actually cared about his students and he wanted to see them succeed.

 

I actually have him on Facebook and talk to him now-and-again. I still call him Mr. McDowell; I'm sure he wouldn't care if I called him Ken, but I just respect the man too much not to call him Mr. McDowell.

 

It was his passion for science that inspired me to do science in university, albeit I did my B.Sc. in physics and he taught me biology. I believe he also serves as the inspiration for me wanting to become a teacher, but I still need to finish my M.Sc. before I think about that.

 

Conversely, the teacher I disliked the most was my tenth grade math teacher, Heather Godfrey. She was a complete and utter bitch and just a rotten human being. She was very condescending; she would kiss ass to the popular kids, but treat everyone else like crap. If you were not good at math, she'd ask you a question in the middle of class and if you couldn't answer it, she would humiliate you (which I thought was just callous). She and I absolutely hated each other; the first week of class, I had made a smart remark, because she was being a bitch, and I remember she said, "Well, you'll probably be one of the students that does bad this year." The first test I got 99 and I remember as I was leaving the class, I had said to her, "I guess I'm off to a bad start with that 99."

 

Throughout the year, she would constantly pick on two of my friends because they both weren't exactly math superstars (not everyone is). I remember one day, she was just hounding on my best friend because he couldn't answer a question (and instead of leaving him be, she just keep going at him) and I just said, "He doesn't know the answer. Stop being a bitch and leave him alone." She was clearly not impressed with that and I was (obviously) sent to the office. I managed to convince the vice-principal not to suspend me, but I did get an in-school suspension for three days, which I thought was worth it, considering I "defended" my friend and brought down Mrs. Godfrey a peg.

 

We kept fighting for the year and I kept acing the tests (got a 99 in the end), so it was fun for me, because she thought I was going to do so poorly in the course and ended up doing the best - it was very satisfying.

 

Anyways, I hated her and I think she was one of the worst teachers I ever had. Just a miserable bitch.

 

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Very interesting Icarus, my Year 10 science then my year 11 and 12 teacher was Keith Smith and the guy was a real laugh.

 

THe way he taught was he compiled all the necessary information onto powerpoints (rather than using a textbook) and printed them out for us, and then read AND explained what it all meant, after that there was always a question about it, which was great because they were usually exam answers a paragraph or so in length and you had to plan them (which is very important for end of yr 12 exams) and most people read their answers out and he either commended it or he changed the wording and the facts so it was improved.

I learned to answer scientifically so well and understood all the concepts (yeah it was only Bio and science) so well it was great, he did teach me for a few lessons in Chemistry as well, and he had the same approach and it was very very effective, his explanation was brilliant.

 

Icarus, he was the only teacher i had that effectively explained and detailed exactly what was required of you at school and how you should approach it, he gave so much help on how to study, what to study, how long to study, and what life after school and exams were going to be like, i did very well in that class

 

I had water fights and wrestles with him in class, and smartass remark contests, and he had so many puns that everyone cringed at all the time, but at the same time were very clever and witty, the guy was so much fun, but knew when it was time to knacker down and work.

 

Funny how they are both biology teachers too.

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Then i had Mr Priest in year 9, oh wow, biggest rudest douchbag out, you did learn a lot from him, his teaching was effective enough, but an absolute c*nt!

First off, we had to tediously copy all notes, not shortcuts or nothing, it had to be neat and tidy, headings underlined and YOU MUST USE A RULER FOR ANY LINE!

 

He asked where a student went, i was being a smartass and made up a direction, he came back behind me, and grabbed my ear and twisted it until i was tilting myself to stop the pain, and through gritted teeth told me not to be a smartass.

 

I managed to stay in line, but if he did not like you, well you're in a world of trouble, two students in our class (It was top class) one was moved up from the lower classes because he was bullied, but in the end he got bullied more by our teacher, this kid (tall and pale) wasn't used to a heavier workload and the teacher picked on his every slip. if he was caught not paying attention or not finishing work the insults came. ' Little mummas boy, your mummy isn't here to hold you're hand everywhere you go'

'Aiden you little weed, do some f*cking work, or i swear to god you are going to be writing lines for the next few months'

and then there was 'Wuss, pussy, sh*thead,' and he farted in the kids face once (it was hilarious).

 

Another kid Tim had long wild hair, and he got picked on just as much, a single word out of his mouth and he had to sit by himself separated, then come at lunch to write lines and such.

Total Jerk, he even told me once that somebody will punch my little sh*thead in the face.

Edited January 31, 2012 by finn4life

[A J]

Best Teacher I had was Mrs Finch , she always came across as though she genuinely cared if you did well or badly, something not all teachers she to give a damn about, she also provided me with an excellent if not a little made-up reference.

 

Other notable mentions, Maths teacher, Mr Roberts , just had a lot of banter with him throughout, he'd laugh at inappropriate jokes and even seemed to enjoy a lot of the pranks I'd pull. Never was taught by him, but he became our form tutor mid-way through secondary school.

 

Had some absolute tossers as teachers too, Mr Newport ICT and Mr Hughes Physics. Funnily enough had another teacher called Mr Hughes in English too, what a great guy he was. I remember a girl reported me for something trivial like a vending machine prank, he basically made it look as if he was telling me off, but then said something like "nice one", that girl was a right bitch.

[Xboxless]

My freshman/senior English teacher. Ms. Stumhofer, she was a brilliant woman who actually tried to engage her students. Very few stupid worksheets and she would just straight up tell the truth. She once explained to us the terribleness of public schooling and told us to rise above that sh*t.

 

My most hated teacher was my junior year English teacher. Absolute bitch, you really couldn't be worse than her. Once I was caught reading in class, she told me not to do it again. Ok, not a problem.

So a few weeks later I am reading before class started, the bell rings and I start to slowly close my book while finishing up the last sentence. My teacher walks by and grabs my book and tells me I was reading in class. I immediately stood up and told her to give me back my book.

I told her I was not reading in class and that she had no right to take it. After pretty much calling her an idiot I get sent to In School Suspension for two days. Guess what I did for the next two days, I read a book. I literally read the entire day both days and go through over 300 pages.

 

Thanks Ms. Spence!

 

@Icarus I wish I could have called my teacher a bitch, but my old high school was ridiculous. It's a 100 dollar fine if you use a cuss word. Overall that entire school was just sh*te, the epitome of what's wrong with public schools.

Edited February 1, 2012 by Xboxless

[Icarus]

@Icarus I wish I could have called my teacher a bitch, but my old high school was ridiculous. It's a 100 dollar fine if you use a cuss word.

I'd refuse to pay on the grounds of free speech. Fining someone for swearing is absolutely moronic.

[Oakshaft]

My history teacher from last year would put in a VHS tape of cops and we would watch that if it was a snow day instead of doing work. He also did some other really cool things but I probably shouldnt say those

[buzbegone]

He also did some other really cool things but I probably shouldnt say those

Why? Did your psychiatrist forbid it?