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Forum Meta => Archive => General Discussion Archive => Topic started by: mantorman on September 13, 2007, 10:24:27 PM
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well, id have to say that my worst teacher was miss Palinuk from gr 4... what a neatfreak... ::)
what was yours? I bet that my teacher is way worse!
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My Materials and Metals teacher, named Rui Leal, he's a jerk. If you ask him something, he will make fun of you, and most likely will ask back something weird to see if you know anything, and if you say something wrong he asks for you to explain so you can say few more mistakes. The bastard failed me in all the subjects, luckily i was able to pass on both 2nd year subjects, but i still have the 1st year ones to do.
Materials 1 (1st year) failed
Materials 2 (2nd year) passed
Metals 1 (1st year) failed
Metals 2 (2nd year) passed
His exams ask specific things, and if you don't reply straight he cuts the points, a general knowledge of things is no good, you actually have to know every piece. In materials he favors metals for some reason (i think he's not that good with the rest). He doesn't give any written material, he only has some PowerPoint and speaks allot.
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My History of Art teacher, have you ever imagined to learn History of Art without any image reference and without museum trips or anything? We actually have great museums of art in Portugal, now with Berardo exposition it's even better. The old man made his classes writing all times int he board and saying what he was writing, and whenever he filled the board he cleaned the top and writes some more, if you didn't pass, too bad. I gave up passing what was on the board after the 1st 2 months. And the old man only knew what was in the book (by far the best for History of Art), he studied Cleric Culture and Art, he only knows about churches. Good thing i was well instructed about pre-Romanic Romanic and Gothic, but he was a total ass. Basically what he writed was a resume of what was written in the book. He didn't like me, i didn't like him, he never failed me in a test but I'm sure i deserved more in most of them, i actually confronted him and what he told me was fantastic, he said i didn't answered with his words, that only the concept was right.
So from the top, how can you learn History of Art with awful writing in boards and no pictures, videos and museums?
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i dont know but your teacher sounds alot worse than mine and i have a feeling that im goin to hear alot worse than your teacher. I almost dont want to know wat comes next... :shrug:
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I would have to say my fourth grade teacher. She was also my moms teacher and remembered everything wrong that she did and took it out on me. :whip:
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my 8th grade pre-al teacher he yelled at me because i didnt understand something because i didnt see him before class then i got yelled at again because i disrupted study hall when i did ask him on something else (it didnt help that he hated me for no good reason)
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My 6th grade Humanities teacher, Ms. Hall. She was a bitch.
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My eighth grade mathematics teacher. I forget why.
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My grade 8/10 English Lit. teacher. She knew what she was talking about, but let's just say she would have been better suited teaching grade 2 rather then grades 8-12.
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my tech teacher from 11th and 12th grade gave me 17/20, i never really understood his motion, but i always had 20/20 or 19/20 in tests and exercises. I never disliked a teacher for the grades, unless it was a specific work that i actually deserved allot and the teacher gave no consideration.
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I had two. My fifth grade teacher, on the first day of school, stood up in front of the class and told us that she intended to humiliate us at every opportunity, because humiliation would teach us to be humble. And boy did she carry through on that threat.
The other was my eighth grade science teacher. All year long, he had us do nothing but look into a microscope and draw what we saw. We were graded solely on how well we could draw it. On the rare occasion when someone dared to ask what we were drawing, he'd say it was none of our business. The principal forced him to have us write term papers rather than do drawing the entire year. I got very interested in my subject and wrote it two pages longer than was required. When he handed it back, and I saw the D- on the front of it, I asked him why. He said, "Because it took me too long to read."
Ah yes, fun times.
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I had a social work professor in college who was, to put it simply, a racist, sexist bitch. I'll not disclose her name, but anyone who's attended my university would know who this is.
She believed that those who belong to minority groups (ethnic, gender, sexuality, etc.) have automatically experienced more hatred and prejudice in their lives than those not in such a group, which is usually true, but she thought they deserved better grades in her class for that reason. After speaking to a large number of other students about her courses, I realized I could neither speak to or hear of a white male who had ever received an 'A' from this professor... in fact, none had received higher than a 'C' and I personally knew some of them to be quite excellent students. She graded partially on quality of work, and partially on ethnicity and gender.
This is the scale of grading by which she apparently operated, from lowest to highest:
- White males
- White females
- Black/other minority males
- Black/other minority females
Students both black and white had been complaining about her for years (as few take pride in being given a grade they can't tell if they actually earned, high or low), but the administration seemed... reluctant to fire her, especially given her frequent asides in class about suing companies and universities who wrongfully fire ethnic minorities. I grant that this remains a problem in our society and was a valid topic in her subject, but it was clear that she was warning the school against letting her go, in particular.
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well we around here have teachers that judge by the size of the boobs, so basically all guys are screwed. It's amasing, specially in Physical Education class (sports), the prettiest and with the biggest pair always get good grades. "Guys are sexist! It's not fair!" Yes, for sure! "We still have difficulties in the workplace" Yes! But at least you have a job and those boobs got you somewhere! "But girls are more educated than boys..." Might, but if we go on facts we will have to use science, but let's not go there...
This is for any girl that thinks her boobs aren't large enough to impress a teacher, we are with you!
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well we around here have teachers that judge by the size of the boobs, so basically all guys are screwed.
Reminds me of a teacher I had in the 70's! Would make the girls with short skirts write high on the blackboard and pick up pens he'd drop. He'd also look down the big boob girls' tops. Yeah - I was one of those. :P I only had him for one class, thank goodness! He'd also play bad violin a lot. I think this was in Social Studies class.
I would have to say my fourth grade teacher. She was also my moms teacher and remembered everything wrong that she did and took it out on me. :whip:
Wow! That's bad!! :o
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Ms. Roser, my 6h grade teacher. I swear she was Sexism! like, i remember this one time that she sent me outside of her room, because i burped by mistake.
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burping is evil, i already got sent out of the classroom for no reason.
There was another funny moment, the teacher was quite used to cursing, but i was doing a precise job and suddenly something went wrong, i said a bad word out loud, he wanted to make me an example and told me to get out. I wouldn't blame him if i wasn't sick of serving as the example.
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all... i think it was 13 of those were pretty bad teachers and i noticed alot of them were sexist.
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luckily all my teachers are nice :D but if i had to chose one it would be my math teacher, just cause she is pushing the strictness level a bit.
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4th grade teacher, yeah I knew more about the subjects than she did so she tried to humiliate me at every point. She even resorted to pitting me against my friend in "The Turtle and the Hare" or whatever it was called.
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My worst teacher was probably my Yr 7 French Teacher...he was so old and strict; 'twas rumoured that he was overly friendly with pigeons because they always flocked to his classroom.
My worst atm is my Modern History Teacher. She feels threatened by me because I know everything about everything and I keep on correcting her in class. BAH! I got a B in her Elective History class last year because I had to write a feature article for some reason and I didn't put in a title...btw in class task... <_<
*stabs*
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I'd have to say my worst was a college english teacher who assigned an essay about video games and sports violence making society more violent. She announced that students were encouraged to take the argument that they were.
I, of course took the stance that they are not, and that society is in fact less violent then it was in past. As proof I cited the example of a local beer throwing match at a basketball game, but noted that it was hardly more violent then feeding people to lions or having them fight to the death. I also established a trend that hype video games, movies and sports violence fits into a long run alarmist trend dating back to the death of Socrates (who was forced to commit suicide by the state for "corrupting" the mind of the youth) and followed it up to the modern day.
Her comment in returning this "failure" of an essay to me was "History and Philosophy have no place in an english essay"...
This same teacher passed around a sign-in sheet. So I signed the sheet (not print, sign). One day she comes up to me and the following conversation takes place:
I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet
What?
I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet
Why?
Because I don't know that it you.
But you just came up to me and said "I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet", you clearly know that it's me
Yeah, but I can't read that, I don't know that it's you
You obviously know it's me, else wise you'd be asking "Who's signing the sheet?", at the front of the class.
Well I need you to start printing your name so I know it's you
But that's ridiculous, you already know that it's me and the signature proves I was here. ANYONE can print my name, only I can sign my name.
Fine, I'm just going to start printing your name for you then.
Alright, that's even less work for me. Good luck with that.
I hate teachers with no passion for their job.
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My high school English class teacher, when I was a junior. That guy tried his hardest to make us nervous at every opportunity. He was also really crazy. I think his time serving in Vietnam permanently scarred him.
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I'd have to say my worst was a college english teacher who assigned an essay about video games and sports violence making society more violent. She announced that students were encouraged to take the argument that they were.
I, of course took the stance that they are not, and that society is in fact less violent then it was in past. As proof I cited the example of a local beer throwing match at a basketball game, but noted that it was hardly more violent then feeding people to lions or having them fight to the death. I also established a trend that hype video games, movies and sports violence fits into a long run alarmist trend dating back to the death of Socrates (who was forced to commit suicide by the state for "corrupting" the mind of the youth) and followed it up to the modern day.
Her comment in returning this "failure" of an essay to me was "History and Philosophy have no place in an english essay"...
This same teacher passed around a sign-in sheet. So I signed the sheet (not print, sign). One day she comes up to me and the following conversation takes place:
I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet
What?
I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet
Why?
Because I don't know that it you.
But you just came up to me and said "I need you to start printing your name on the sign in sheet", you clearly know that it's me
Yeah, but I can't read that, I don't know that it's you
You obviously know it's me, else wise you'd be asking "Who's signing the sheet?", at the front of the class.
Well I need you to start printing your name so I know it's you
But that's ridiculous, you already know that it's me and the signature proves I was here. ANYONE can print my name, only I can sign my name.
Fine, I'm just going to start printing your name for you then.
Alright, that's even less work for me. Good luck with that.
I hate teachers with no passion for their job.
2 things. One, thank you for defnding video games. i :wub: you
Two, sounds like a convestrion between me and my math techear.
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my worst teacher was actually a combined effort in my 10th grade English class.
Our teacher was very set in her ways and showed obvious favoritism to students that weren't white. She also assigned meaningless projects. However, she got very sick during the year and we ended up with a sub for a long period of time. Unfortunately, we had the same woman the whole time.
She was a total idiot, not fit for teaching. In discussions she'd say things that were obviously wrong or simply made-up and get bothered when we would argue or point it out. She was claiming to people that one of my friends was a racist. this friend was vocal and was more than happy to point out to the sub when she was wrong, hence the accusation.
This lady also claimed there was no such thing as a Blue Whale. Said that we (the entire class) was making it up.
yea, that was a waste of an english class.
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i got another one he was just a prick(for lack of a better word).10th grade history. i got kicked out for looking at some thing on the internet after i was done typing a paper nothing inappropriate (i think it was nfl scores from the night before) i was far from the only one (most of them were playing games which is against school policy and no there is nothing about sports related stuff) not the first time that has happened. anther time it was for talking in class to the student next to me. kicked of course not the only one talking( quietly i add) but was the only one that was kicked out. that was a every day occurrence how i passed that class being in there just long enough to take attendance (i did know a lot of the subject before and i could explain thing that he had no idea happened)
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My worst teacher was my 4th grade one, she hated everyone, when I stood up for a friend she started beating down on me, she would yell at me, take away my recess for no reason, make fun of my work, and just make me miserable.
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My Intro to Criminal Justice Teacher last semester. It wasn't that she was nasty to me but she was the poorest teacher I've ever had the misfortune of sitting under. She was full blooded Korean but was born and grew up here in the states, her English was horrible which I would find forgivable if she had ever lived over seas, but she'd spoken this language her entire life. Her powerpoints and handouts were full of misspellings and typos but God forbid you make one in work that you turned in or she'd knock off half a letter grade. She couldn't hold the interest of the class, hated teaching the subject to the extent that she offered to let us teach the class for her (for 20 points extra credit on an exam) and her tests would cover content we'd have yet to go over in class and the multiple choice answers were all written so they sounded like the same answer, not because she was being crafty but because she could make the answer clear enough. I got consistent C's (low for me) and was making some of the highest grades in the class.
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you know, i have a bad tecaher...agian. Her name is Ms. Bockmiller, and we all hate her. Like, once i didnt hear that she said stop working, and i kept on drawing. then she got really POed at me.
so, yeah.
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All my teachers this year rock (Especially my American Citizenship and English 9 Honors), but the single worst one I had was probably my Kindergarten teacher. I didn't know it at the time, but my 5th grade year my classroom was near hers and I just noticed how she was always screaming at her kids. And I remember distinctly her telling me once "Why can't you draw like him [some artistic kid], Garth?". Bitch.
But since my life in my early years was basically one long LSD trip without the LSD, I'm not sure if she was always that bad.
My French teacher in 7th and 8th grade sucked, but she wasn't so much mean as just very flaky and didn't help you at all. She was about 418 years old, so we came up with hilarious stories about how she taught God French, and how her alter ego was a lady named "Martha Washington".
EDIT: I just realized my all-time worst teacher. My middle school art teacher. Her boobs were about down to her knees, and she once took my paper for the next class because I was writing my name on it. I ended up getting a 0 for it. Another time I used incorrect complimetary colors in a piece of op art (She gave us a choice of three, I used blue and yellow instead of purple and yellow), so I got a 0 on that. Damn, she was a bitch.
My worst teacher this year is probably my Algebra teacher, not because he's mean or even bad - he's actually a really awesome guy - but the class sucks, it's hot in his room, and he screams a lot to keep us awake. Like a minister. But again, the teacher himself is really awesome. And when I say he screams to keep us awake, he SCREAMS. This is some sample dialouge.
"What happens when you divide by zero?"
[the people awake stay silent]
"No one? When you divide by zero, it goes BOOM!!!!!!"
Then we're awake for the rest of the class.
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"What happens when you divide by zero?"
[the people awake stay silent]
"No one? When you divide by zero, it goes BOOM!!!!!!"
Then we're awake for the rest of the class.
Heh-heh, he sounds like a real riot and a half. ;D
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speaking of Riot, we almost had a riot once. It wasnt that big, but 3 fights broke out almost at once, which was werid.
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This one was of my own doing. I was in kindergarten (see where this is going) and on the way to school, I saw all the older kids flipping each other off in the back. Me and my friends thought it was cool so we did it to each other. We laughed and when we got to class, I flipped my teacher off and she got pissed off. I was little and I didn't know what it meant. So, my kindergarten teacher made my life hell for the whole time I was there. She was old too, not like one of those cute younger kindergarten teachers.
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That sounds so much like my grade 3 teacher! :'(
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That's just ridiculous. Everyone knows kids are sponges, they repeat what they see and hear. Half the time, they don't know what it means. You can't hold it against a kid for that.
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I am loathing my current writing teacher. She gives out muddled instructions and then I suffer when I do the assignment wrong.
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In my opinion, the really bad teachers are not necessarily the mean ones, but rather the ones who don't teach. I once had a Science teacher in eighth grade who would instruct us every class period to do work in a state exam prep book. Then, I remember she decided to actually teach one week, and we were forced to memorize the periodic table of elements. Honestly, I wondered how she kept her position.