Elementary School Teachers Are Hell.
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- Опубликовано: 6 сен 2024
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what kind of teacher has beef with a 7 year old?? throwing away a child's drawings is so mean spirited
some teachers are stupid, but we all know that. glad you got to a better school.
HELP YEAH..
shout out to my 2nd grade teacher who when I injured myself, instead of sending me to the nurses office to get a Band-Aid and disinfect the wound, basically sent me to timeout and made me sit on a square of the sidewalk for the rest of recess because "I needed to learn not to run around".
Mentioning recess, that reminds me. The school this happened at's recess area was... not really recess? There was no like... swings, slides, anything playground related. It was literally just a field of grass and the parking lot. It was more of just "chat time", or, if you were lucky, use the hula-hoops or jump ropes. Which sucked because like, there wasn't just a bin of the stuff to use for recess or a line to get some from the teachers. Everyone basically grouped around, and the teachers chose the students they wanted to hand it to. So, if you didn't have any friends to talk to like I did, you better hope the teacher handing out items was not one you knew did not like you. I recall literally only ONE time I actually was "chosen" to get one of these items. As far as I remember, it was usually the same few students who were chosen. Because of how unlikely you were to be chosen, those who were not the "normally chosen ones" usually hogged the items the entirety of the "recess" time, whether or not they were using it the entire time. I usually just spent that time walking around and imagining stories with my characters because I had no one to hang out with.
Thankfully my mom ended up transferring me and my brother into another school because of how AWFUL it was. o7
Sorry for how long it was, I struggle with wording stuff properly.
I had a teacher exactly like this!! She literally told me (an introverted autistic child with no friends-!) to smile more, that I should stop stimming, and I shouldn't be drawing and reading when I got all my work done! (tbf I did get finished like, thirty minutes before everyone but still.) It got so bad that I had to be homeschooled for half the year lol. I feel you, man.
Not a elementary one but middle school. had one of my drawings taken and thrown away because it was during class.
My elementary experience was in a Japanese bilingual-bicultural program - we had a mix of white and Japanese-American staff, and a black PE teacher. I was one of the white kids but recess would be "jan ken poi" and other Japanese kids' slang. I actually got pretty attached to it culturally, even though I totally resisted the Japanese language lessons they gave; we ran an Udon booth for the Cherry Blossom festival and when I burned my hand moving the dashi(soup broth), my own mom was like "just deal with it, the cold water is over there" while the Japanese moms were all over it bandaging that thing up. My mom said afterwards, looking at how I was smiling at this care, "I feel like I'm a failure."
I was an early reader and on our first class trip to the school library I got so engrossed in reading something that I didn't notice when the class left. This made me "quiet and well-adjusted". But if it weren't for that I would have been drawing all the time too. I also had attention issues around math, but it was the early 90's and diagnosing every behavioral problem hadn't yet become a big thing. Today I see the issue was actually because my mom did not understand how a complex subject needs to be taught(she is probably undiagnosed autistic) and would present this mixed message of "memorizing is bad, understanding is good, you are better than this", then being surprised when I was now unmotivated to memorize my times tables and said I understood everything.
I knew there were some racial/cultural differences but I didn't grasp very much of it. The way they taught it to us was quintessentially liberal: the bad problems were all in the past. Looking back on that, I see identity politics all over. I have a German last name, blond hair, blue eyes, and I think that sometimes stirred up anti-Germanic sentiment. But my actual background is a mongrel of that plus a few Eastern European countries, several generations removed. The worst teacher I had was a substitute we had a few times in kindergarten. She made me cry, I think it was because I was sloppy when coloring with crayons. But maybe that teacher was looking for an excuse.
The school did not seem to understand how the Japanese parents operated politically, which was to confer intensively in private to gain consensus and then blindside the school with a unanimous move at a meeting. My mom grasped this much, and found some success in presenting facts and logic to them to make a better decision. A lot of my time as a kid after school was reading while mom talked to teachers or other parents. The other white parents would end up on the school's side of the argument, unaware that anything worthy of discussion was happening.
In 5th grade we read a novel about discrimination against Japanese immigrants during the California Gold Rush, and then were asked to write short stories, so I wrote a violent revenge fanfic about that novel. The teacher, who had actually lived through the WWII internment camps as a very young child, did not criticize this, she actually wanted me to read this story about shooting a racist to the class. I was too shy, so she did instead.
Then in middle school, suddenly I was now around mostly Chinese immigrants and it was a completely different dynamic.
YOUR ART IS SO CUTEEE.💗💗😭😭 I HOPE YOUR OK AFTER ALL THISS
He looks like an egg XD
bby girlll 😭, also Hey, i love Ghost stories and creepy paranormal stuff ! ever since i was a kid too, there's nothing wrong with being interested in something crazy lol its human nature , and another thing id grab the creepy ghost story book too if i were in your position haha
15:06 that is so true, like for no reason you could be done with your work drawing away in the CORNER of your paper and a teacher will pass by you, see what your doing and tell you to pay attention or your ruining your work. But pay attention to what?? We aren't learning a lesson rn it's independent work time!
One time a teacher tried to get my parents to make me give my pencils up in tell I "needed" to use them for school work only😭 and all just bc she didn't like i drew eyes all the time on my papers. And ofc my parents were like "um no that's a stupid reason to take a pencil" lol
But then she decided any time I draw something on homework or an assignment she work scribble my doodles with pen. So I just started ripping my drawings off and keeping them. We love petty teachers. (Sorry for the small story😅)
also i agree with you elementary school sucked
edit: YOU ARE LITTERALY ME FROM ELEMENTARY SCHOOL
edit 2: I USED TO DRAW REALLY DISTURBING THINGS IN MY SKETCHBOOK TO AND MY TEACHER GOT MAD AT ME
edit 3: the exact same thing happened to me with miss witch except for the racism
edit 4: that is the most relatable thing ever 15:00!!!!!!!!!!
edit 5: also im so sorry for all the systemic racism you went through
ur art is so edible. it looks like it'd taste cucumber :3
My sister loves minecraft and loves my drawing ( alot of creepy things)
once a teacher at my elementary school sat me and my friends down in a semi circle around her chair that was up against the wall (i rememer thinking at the time it looked like a ritual) and she put her fingers in our faces saying 'Look aT my FinGERs' over and over again. i think she was trying to get us to look different directions with each eye i remember one of the kids could do that and my friend robin saw it and gagged. idk why she was doing this. anyway, when she did it to me -keep in mind i HATE unauthorised physical contact or physical contact by people i dont trust- i got scared and i slapped her hands out of my face and she was really mad at me. from then on she treated me like absolute dogshit.
PS i had told her to stop or that i ddint want to do it like 100000000000000000 fcking times and she didnt care. she only did it to my friend group too. the only person who did it there that wasnt my friend was this kid called samuel or something. all the other kids were playing bc it was a recess
a kid at that same school called me a 'latte skinned ugly girl that likes cats too much' and me and my friends were dying laughing
13:08 wtf thats too relatable
Like its hard for me to read books like that because i just forget what i was reading about and have to re read the previous sentence (i never wanted to read the book in the 1st place so maybe its out of boredom??? Idk)
Once I had a teacher in 5th class told the whole class (when I was gone to my SNA)about how I was "soo depressed and I wanted friends" because I spent my time most of my break alone. Edit: my friends told this the year after 5th class.
how am i so early?