There was the gym teacher who thought I wasn't trying hard enough so he threw a basketball into my face

There was that one who, when I worked really hard to make the honor roll and actually had the grades to so it didn't submit my name. When I asked why she said "You've always been a screwup. You don't deserve it."

I didn't have a good time in school

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baronesslucy@reddit

Sadly, they did these things because they could. Now imagine if these teachers did this to another teacher, the principle, someone on the school staff or a parent. What do you think would be the outcome for them. The outcome for them wouldn't be good.

There was a video that came out back in the early 1980's. Don't know where in the US it happened. Think that this was a high school coach but it could have a college coach. Someone put an hidden camera in a room. There were at least 10 or 15 football players lined up. The coach started yelling at the players. Wasn't really clear why he was yelling at them. Then he went up to each one of them, cussing at them, slapping and physically assaulting them and he went down the line. A few of the players punched him in the arm. There were some African American players who he called the n-word. Apparently the coach did this to the players quite frequently and this had been going on for quite some time.. He got away with this because he was the football coach.

Now imagine if this guy went to a local bar and targeted a couple of guys at the bar and tried to do a similar thing. Yelling at them, cussing them out and then physically assaulting them. Do you think he would have gotten passed the second or third guy before he was punched or knocked out? He would have been beaten up and probably knocked out.

I was well behaved and studious as well. One of the times I had to kneel on rice was bc I wore clear nail polish only to keep my nails strong. Sister Mary Bernard called me a whore for wearing clear nail polish in 8th grade.

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LogicalStomach@reddit

Good times. I remember the nail polish to whore pipeline, and the makeup of any kind to whore pipeline.

Yeah, but to come back and be able to have an "uninteresting" life after that is remarkable!

I am so, so, SO sorry. There is absolutely nothing else I can add that will make even a bit of difference, so I’ll just say it again: I am so, so sorry.

It’s a good thing you were as strong as you are. I’m sorry you needed to be. 💙💙💙💙💙

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WilliamMcCarty@reddit

It was the worst kept secret in the school that my 9th grade science teacher was sleeping with one of the girls in class. She'd call him by his first name and...yeah, it was creepy as fuck.

My mom later told me when she had a parent teacher conference with this teacher that this teacher was one of the coldest individuals in a classroom that she'd ever encountered. Not someone suitable to be teaching. She could just tell by talking to her.

I remember in the next grade seeing a teacher target a classmate. He got in trouble all the time and was paddled quite frequently for things that other kids did. Usually this was minor stuff. These kids rarely got the paddle for these things but he did all the time. It made me sick to see this kid suffer.

In 6th grade there was a possibility that I might get my 3rd grade teacher as she now taught 6th grade. I remember throwing up the first day of school just thinking about that possibility. Thankfully, this didn't happen. If this happened, my mom would have insisted that I get another teacher. If the school refused to comply with my mother's wishes, she would have taken me out of the school to protect me from a year of hell which it would have been. I suffered enough in 3rd grade.

The other teacher taught in the school (I didn't get this teacher) and stuff that this teacher did would have gotten him in very hot water today. He took some home movies of the class and zeroed in on the girls in his class in a way that was very inappropriate and also he said things to the girls that were inappropriate. This was reported but nothing was done about it. Today this would have gotten him fired and he would have been investigated by police for inappropriate conduct.

In the school that I attended ,the coaches taught health driver's ed and history. One of them was rather strict and somewhat gruff, but the others were nice (don't remember any of them using a paddle on anyone or assaulting anyone in the school). The principle did the paddling and I don't remember anything getting out of control or hand.

I do remember hearing about one coach who was involved with a student, left his wife and later married her after she had graduated from high school. He got away with this but there was a counselor who had sex with a student and got her pregnant a couple of years later. He was fired but wasn't criminally charged as the student was of legal age. This guy also had his teaching license revoked.

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Ok-Kick4060@reddit

Our amazing 3rd grade teacher went on maternity leave, and was replaced by a chain-smoking harridan who’d been demoted from the high school. She had zero patience and a hair-trigger temper, so some school board genius thought to give her the hyperactive class of 8-year-olds. I spent most of 3rd grade locked in the storage closet.

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baronesslucy@reddit

Sad but true. A teacher who couldn't function in a regular classroom was often put in special ed. They didn't really want to fire the teacher but they knew that they couldn't put the person in a regular classroom as they kept having issues.

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spottymax@reddit

First grade in the 70s at a private Baptist school. One student the teacher just did not like. Looking back now, I'm pretty sure he was on the spectrum, but that was years before that was a thing. She openly mocked how badly he did in the class, some of his "nervous tics". He got in "trouble" almost every day (nervous tics) and was sent to the principal's office to be paddled.

ReadRightRed99@reddit

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My chorus teacher, who I adored, smoked at the piano during class.

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Competitive-Fact-820@reddit

We had a chemistry teacher, Mr Crisp, that chain smoked all through lessons. Regularly lit his cigarette from a Bunsen Burner and discarded a smoked one in the Acid sink.

Same guy who taught a bunch of moderately insane 17 year olds how to make a bomb then left us alone in the lab. The inevitable happened and said fertiliser based explosive device was constructed on a very small scale and placed in to the acid sink (huge enamelled stone job), lit it and retired to a safe distance. It worked, destroyed the sink and set the ceiling tiles on fire. Strangely there were no repercussions for those of us involved and I'm not entirely sure there were any for him either.

I remember a 6th-grade classmate making a teacher cry. She was the nicest person in the world but my classmate was a PIA. The teacher got the football coach across the hall to do the paddling. Our classrooms had 3/4 cinderblock walls and the last 1/4 were clear glass windows so we saw the arc of the paddle every time it went up.

Yeah. She said I was being lazy about something. Then something like, “you’re Mexican, aren’t you?”

I said, “No. I just got back from summer vacation and I get very tan.” Told my mom. She called in and ripped the school a new asshole. Not sure if it was because of the racial slur or if she was insulted that the teacher thought I was Mexican. It was 2nd grade, I believe.

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Chicagogirl72@reddit

Wow!

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EntertainmentOwn6907@reddit

My second grade teacher taped my mouth shut and I had to go to Gym class outside like that.

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KtinaDoc@reddit

Kindergarten teacher who I now hope is rotting in hell wouldn't let us go to the bathroom. I can't tell you how many kids peed their pants on a regular basis. She would then yell at them.

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Glad_Discussion_3608@reddit

Late Gen X-er here. My fourth grade teacher let us watch The Breakfast Club in class. And a video with a dragon puppet doing stand-up style comedy making jokes about being horny (because he's a dragon, get it???).

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realitygroupie@reddit

Had a history teacher in junior high. She was as big as a refrigerator and just about as frosty. Big kid (held back a year or two as they used to to, but now it's "no child left behind", even the failing ones) sat in the back and thumbed through TV Guide. Yep, this was a while ago. Teacher saw, marched to the back of the room, lifted him up by his shirt and slammed his back to the wall and proceeded to rip out pages of the magazine and made him chew them.

Everyone took one look back and turned around to face the front of the room in silence. Nobody, as far as I know, narced on the teacher. It was a combo of fear, surprise, and a fanatical devotion to the pope.

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15thcenturybeet@reddit

-one teacher brought in a roll of duck tape and would regularly unroll some and threaten to tape over a chronic talker's mouth if he didn't shut up (i don't blame her, he was pretty disruptive). It was more a joke than anything but I don't think it would fly today.

-all the teachers organized this annual event called "slave day" to teach us about the experiences of enslaved people. Half of us were "slaves" to the other half. It was conveniently split so the "slaves" were scholarship kids and the "masters" were rich kids. It was SO messed up. "slaves" could not even eat or go to the bathroom without "master" permission.... and these were fifth graders so they were jerks about it.

-HS biology teacher used to harass the living daylights out of female students. Not sexual harassment. Bullying harassment. I do not know why he hated girls so much. I do not know why he was never held accountable. But I do know that if I had a kid and anyone ever talked to them like Mr Altman talked to the girls in his class.... well, I'd likely do something regrettable and illegal to that person.

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Guilty_Objective4602@reddit

My high school band director was verbally abusive to so many students in the band, insulting and belittling them personally in front of everyone. He was especially awful to the trombone players, whom he loved to humiliate as often as possible, for some reason. There were only ever 1 or 2 French horn players in the band and about 20+ trumpet players. For 4 years, he begged me to switch from trumpet to French horn, but I consistently refused, mainly because, with only 1 or 2 of us, I’d be too rife a target for humiliation in front of the entire band if I ever screwed up my part.

Ditto

Twice

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Aggravating-Job8373@reddit

I went to catholic school so you can only Imagine what they were allowed to do.

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kichwas@reddit

I had a Spanish teacher in High School that refused to use Spanish in the classroom. Yeah... he just sat there telling stories of his trips to Latin America and nodding at those of us who were Hispanic like we were his 'buddies'. The end result was that even with a passing grade I wasn't ready for the next semester with a real teacher.

I had a 6th grade teacher step out of the classroom and stand in the hall so the white boys in the class could beat on me for a minute.

I had an English teacher in high school that had a 'fake' British accent and spent a lot of time flirting with the white boys in the class (not in the same city as the 6th grade one so these were guys I was on good terms with) - none of whom were impressed.

Oh and in 3rd grade I had a teacher single me out as the only non-white in her class and demand I was mentally incapable and be removed. My White mother demanded proof so they tested me and I think I still have the apology letter the teacher was forced to write when I came back with a genius IQ and they told me I'd had the highest test results up until that point (mid 1970s) for both math and language. My tester said my only problem was that I was too bored with simple material and a neglectful teacher.

I did get removed though. I got moved to another school with an advanced program (GATE or GIFTED - I think the name changed as we moved cities, in High School it just meant getting tracked into AP courses right away) which remained my track all the way through high school even as I watched almost every other Hispanic kid get pushed into the low tracks, and likewise with the Black kids save for one guy in High School that somehow had parents with enough clout to keep him in the same track as me - though I didn't know him personally.

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According_Drawing_59@reddit

Mostly preaching and spanking. There was a lot of that going on in East Texas public schools when I was a kid, 1977-1984

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Otherwise_Gear_5136@reddit

Grade 4: Teacher threw a chalkbrush across the room and hit a kid who was talking and wouldn't shut up.

Grade 6: Teacher picked up a desk a kid was sitting at and heaved it backwards about 6 feet.

Grade 11: Chemistry teacher - first day of class. He knew teenagers were assholes. He was a funny little man: very german, accent was crazy strong. He calls us all to the back of the class where the lab was. Puts on goggles and turns on a bunsen burner. Puts on gloves, picks up a set of tongs, and extracts a tiny piece of metal (maybe the length of a matchstick and twice as wide?) from a vial, then says loudly, in his very German accent: "Now watch very closely and see what kind of chemical reaction takes place" and proceeded to stick the metal in the flame. It was magnesium. We were all blinded. Lots of kids thought he was an asshole for doing it but it made me have a reluctant respect for him.

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Opportunity-Horror@reddit

Unfortunately this chemistry stuff still happens- lots of chemistry teachers just really like to blow stuff up. It really sucks to be in a nearby classroom, not blowing stuff up, but jumping every week when they make something explode.

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Prestigious_Stay7162@reddit

Our (male) high school gym teacher gave "birthday spanks" to the girls -- and only the girls. It was compulsory and also considered an honor. The spanks were delivered over his knee in front of the entire gym class.

JosKarith@reddit

In High School the swimming teacher had his little clique of favourites who he'd send to "De-bag" you - ie strip off your swimming shorts and throw them somewhere outside the pool - usually on the upper observation deck where you had to walk round half the pool to get to it cos' they'd then go guard the rails to climb out the pool that side. Happened to at least one boy a session.

His favourites were the biggest, strongest boys in the class so fighting back wasn't an option. If you tried they'd just hold your head underwater till you let them strip you. If you tried to escape by leaving the pool he'd shout at you to get back in the pool cos' class wasn't over yet and you'd cop a detention for disobedience. And then be targetted immediately next week.
Then one day in my 4th year (so 14-15) swimming lessons were suddenly off the schedule and nobody ever saw him again. Guess someone thought to tell their parents...

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Prestigious_Stay7162@reddit

This is horrifying

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HaplessReader1988@reddit

Yikes

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PM_MEOttoVonBismarck@reddit

-also considered an honor.

By the girls?

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Prestigious_Stay7162@reddit

That seemed to be the consensus. I'm sure a lot of the girls were horrified but didn't have the skills or supports to articulate it. I had the benefit of having declared myself a punk so people expected me to reject fun stuff like adult-child celebratory ass slapping. And my mom always had my back, so the school knew there was no point complaining about my bad attitude.

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Express-Childhood-16@reddit

Now that is crazy, even for back then

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Prestigious_Stay7162@reddit

I've known a few people whose school had birthday spankings, but not in high school.

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Eureka05@reddit

In Grade 1, or 2, if the class misbehaved we had to stand with our feet apart and arms straight out to the sides until the teacher said stop.

She somehow straightened my finger into the correct position and taped them together. I have no idea how she did it, but it was fast. The world went grey & fuzzy, but my finger is straight & still works.

Smoking in the teacher's lounge. 😂

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3Cogs@reddit

Same in the UK!

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NaughtyLittleDogs@reddit

The only kid in school that I remember having an actual ADHD diagnosis (although I believe they just said he was "hyper"), had to go to the office after lunch every day to take his Ritalin. Our 4th grade teacher haaaaated him and had zero patience for when he got squirmy or blurted out answers instead of raising his hand. She would stare daggers at him whenever he acted up and she was seriously terrifying, 6 feet tall with a giant beehive hairdo. When she completely lost her shit, she would lift him up from his chair BY HIS EAR and haul him off to the principal's office, when he was probably spanked. I have a kid with ADHD right now and frequently think of that poor kid in my 4th grade class. If any teacher did that stuff to MY kid, they would lose their job in an instant.

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Medical-Hurry-4093@reddit

1980: First grade teacher would stick Kleenex in students' mouths when they talked in class.

chamrockblarneystone@reddit

My buddy Terry has wild ADHD. He’s brilliant but his mind and mouth work like a ping pong ball. Even in 4th grade I recognized his problem.

Teacher brought in a large box that fit neatly over the desk. The teacher would slide that over him and his desk to make “the cone of silence.”

Thing is not even that would shut Terry up. It was beautiful, but scary too.

We’re both 58 now. I bumped into Terry in a bar and old times came up. I told him I was traumatized for him by the box punishment.

Thing is, Terry had no memory of this whatsoever. He’d completely blocked it out. I did not press my point.

Looking back, I wish someone had taken that paddle and beat his sadistic ass black and blue with it. See how funny it is now, Mr. Shearer. You fucking troglodyte.

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Belladawn6@reddit

I was struggled with learning disabilities all through elementary school. Teacher told me I could not go on field trip with the rest of the class because I didn’t comprehend something in English class. Hurt me so bad!

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ironeagle2006@reddit

We had a history teacher that was dating the head cheerleader and when she ended up pregnant late in her senior year. They ended up getting married.

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My dad is 83 and got knuckles rapped by wooden rulers by the nuns in catholic school. Abuse was allowed

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Sailboat_fuel@reddit

This was 1986. I was in first grade at a Christian school on Merritt Island, FL, very close to Kennedy Space Center. I know it was 1986 because I only went there for one year, and it was the year we all watched the Challenger disintegrate on launch from about five miles away.

In addition to having my hand restrained, I was also spanked for “daydreaming”. Again, first grade. By spanked, I mean sent to the principal’s office, where I was made to sign a letter saying I knew why I was going to be beaten, and then given a prescribed number of blows on the backs of my thighs with a purpose-made wooden paddle.

Turns out, I have that industrial-strength ADHD, and the daydreaming was actually focal seizures, but you know, whatever. I didn’t go back for second grade, and got a really good public education, as well as some lingering trauma from watching a shuttle blow up and getting beaten by the principal, but again, in my most GenX voice, whatever.

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beezeebeehazcatz@reddit

I just had to sit on my left hand and write with my right. I now have terrible, illegible handwriting with both hands.

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borisdidnothingwrong@reddit

I'm a righty, and my lefty twin's handwriting has always been nicer than mine.

In the Third Grade, Mrs. Larsen had me stay after class at the end of the day. She sat down with me and went over the previous day's test, just asking me to answer the questions. I didn't twig that there was any special reason for this. Then she told me that my handwriting was so poor that she couldn't read my answers.

She was grading my test, using my verbal answers to make sure I had learned the material

Then she gave me a blank piece of writing paper from the kindergarten, the king with giant lines so kids with minimal fine motor skills could practice making letters. You remember the type.

She told me that she was surprised that I didn't tear the paper with how much pressure I was using to hold the pencil.

Then, she told me that when she was going over tests and classwork I was going to be responsible for grading my own work, and she'd ask me my score.

The next day, she gave me a mechanical pencil and two spare containers of lead, and showed me how it worked. She took extra time to explain that I'd have to be more gentle because the pencil leads weren't protected by wood like a number 2 pencil, and demonstrated how easily even she could tear paper with one by pushing the lead advance button and sliding the lead all the way in and letting the metal nib rip the paper.

She took a little extra time and her own money to help a struggling kid.

When the other kids found out I was grading my own papers they were incredulous that I wasn't giving myself 100% on everything.

I just told them that I got mostly 100% and I was okay with missing one or two questions every so often because I was still learning.

I really was an innocent.

By the end of the year, I find that if I concentrated my handwriting improved enough that I could use regular pencils. I was just slow.

The next year we learned cursive, which I was much better at.

In college, I took some Russian courses. These days, if I write quickly it's a mix of print, block letters, cursive, Latin letters, and Cyrillic. Just whichever one my brain grabs out of the inventory at that moment in time.

I also write with both hands, and my left is just a smidgen more legible, with all the issues given above, but with the letters being a little taller on the page.

My lefty twin uses what is almost calligraphy in his regular handwriting, and mine resembles a dime store Voynich Manuscript.

I think, with him having to hold his hand over the paper to avoid smudges, he got a real leg up.

Sorry about your ambidextrous quasimodo handwriting. We meet on Wednesdays at 7 at the VFW.

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HaplessReader1988@reddit

dime store Voynich Manuscript

Brilliant turn of phrase 👏

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chamrockblarneystone@reddit

Take my upvote

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Sensitive-Issue84@reddit

I broke my right arm twice as a kid, and it took forever to heal. I had to learn to write with my left hand. It's not as clear by a long shot, but I can still write with both hands.

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thatotterone@reddit

you and me, both. But it was my grandmother, not a teacher who did it.

later, in high school, a teacher who I really enjoyed joked that I wrote like a person with multiple personalities because it changed every time I paused in writing...but it was really just being No-Handed.

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chamrockblarneystone@reddit

Oh shit. I was ambidexterous. The fear at the time was it could lead to learning disabilities. My left hand got whacked every time I used it. I still write with my life, but oddly enough I whack with my right.

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herbfriendly@reddit

I never understood trying to fix left-handers. Ain’t nothing to fix.

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EmperorXerro@reddit

My kindergarten teacher taught me to use right handed scissors because she couldn’t figure out lefty scissors. I’m 54 and can’t cut lefty

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DogLady1722@reddit

Us lefties were forced to use our right hands exclusively, in kindergarten.

My grandmother tried to pull that Left hand is the Devil's hand bs with me but I wouldn't have it. I did choose to use my right hand mostly for ease and convenience, but I play all the sports (not that I play many anymore) lefty - golf, baseball, etc. Ambidextrous gives me an edge in billiards and bowling...

I can still write with both hands but my left is slower now from lack of practice. I can also write upside down and/or backwards.

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Anxious_Public_5409@reddit

My FIL used to get his hand smacked by the nuns. I never would have know that until I asked my husband why his dads signs his name it’s his right hand when I know he is left handed. My husband is also left handed as is one of his brothers and his nephew. It was a trip seeing all four lefties sitting at the table next to each other when we were eating .

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Competitive-Fact-820@reddit

My dad had his left hand tied to the chair to stop him using it, he then developed a terrible stutter. My Grandad marched right in to that school when he found out what was going on and got it straightened out in what I presume, knowing my Grandad, was a very threatening and intimidating manner. As soon as they started letting him use his left hand the stutter disappeared. This would have been 1949/1950.

My senior year the teachers let the cheerleaders pull some of us guys out during the school assembly for a "best butt" contest. There we were, about 10 of us guys shaking and flexing our asses in front of the whole school vying for "best butt". I took second. My friend John took first.

I still think I have a better ass.

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sajechma@reddit

Kindergarten- I got caught chatting during quiet time so she put shut me in a dark coat cabinet.

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AcanthopterygiiThat9@reddit

I was in a fight after school, we were fighting in the playground, and one of the teachers piled in and dragged us out the gates and told us to finish it off the school grounds. . . Another fight, during dinner, two teachers stood and watched because it was one that had been building up for weeks, with people egging it on and trying to rush it to happen.

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jw071@reddit

In the eighth grade I had a PE teacher by the name of Sheila hamby that paddled the shit out of us when we did not participate in jump rope for the heart, and spend our afternoons going door to door asking for money that people had already gave their family members that we were in class with. She took a ping pong paddle and was raring back as far as she could go with her entire torso with her hand across the flat of the paddle not on the handle and beat our asses, 10 licks each. We received corporal punishment for not volunteering to do after school activities. And my ass had a job working for my dad at the time so there's that as well. We were also denied a school field trip that day.

Now that I think about it her family has money, and that should be on my permanent record shouldn't it? What's the statue of limitations on child abuse in North Carolina?

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Oryx1300@reddit

So many creepy teachers!!

My Grade 12 homeroom teacher used to put whiskey in his coffee at 8am and tell us what a bitch his ex-wife was.

My high school drama teacher married a girl from my grade mere months after we graduated - then it made sense why she always got the lead role in school plays.

There were teachers at my school who were a couple. They wife left him for a female student my age and he moved out west and did a lot of drugs with his formers students.

My Grade 12 geography teacher used to throw staplers are peoples' heads if they spoke in class.

In kindergarten two boys had their mouths washed out with soap for cussing

We had a sixth grade teacher who made people stand on their tiptoes with their noses in a circle or sit on the wall for minor punishment. He allowed the building paddler. If any teacher had problems with a student, they sent the students to him.

We had a civics/history teacher who used to sing House of the Rising Sun while driving the bus. He also pulled a starter pistol in class one time and acted like it was a real gun. The kid almost crapped his pants, but the kid lowkey deserved it. He also would hurt kids playing street basketball with them during gym class and the senior basketball game every year

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meatballmonkey@reddit

If kids got into too many arguments and couldn’t leave each other alone, gym teacher would duct-tape their right hands together and put big boxing gloves on the left and let each other smack each other until they were exhausted.

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angry_pintobean@reddit

I would not be the soft & squishy, loving, protective, affectionate person I am today without those friends. I would already have been protective of kids bc of my shitty childhood, but getting the other piece of being easily affectionate & appropriately reciprocal w/love, support & protection (& not recoiling from another person's touch OR becoming a fucking abusive loser like my dad too) is absolutely due to JS & our pack of "freaks" we ran with.

ps: my mom forgot about me starting @5yo/kindergarten & left me in the pouring rain@ bus stop when there was NO SCHOOL. a frickin' NEIGHBOR down the street let her know I was shivering alone @top of hill forever (fall in CT). that was just the first of a hundred times she did that. I'm the oldest & only have 1 younger bro (2.5yrs younger). and she was the NON-abusive parent! I was also "babysitting" from age 10 (TEN!) on. had pack of 4 boys that were regulars for yrs (1 fam). I took care of them from 12yo on. they were (when I was 12): 10, 8, 5 & 2yo.

yup. I'm with you.

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Zaroj6420@reddit

10 y/o seems about right for the transition from being sat to sitting others in our gen for sure. Sorry you went thru all that and glad you made it out.

I have the same aversion to hugging that your friend did. Probably a similar reason too.

The worst part was I hated that PE teacher anyway, but my homeroom teacher -- he was my favorite teacher at the time.

I was like 8 years old, so yeah, I was scared enough to just tell everyone I made it up.

I was spanked in kindergarten and 1st grade. This was the late 70s

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SillyScarcity700@reddit

Not a kid really but my first semester of college my art history teacher who was a former Marine Recon officer in the Vietnam war held a knife to my throat while asking "do you believe in God now?"

I sat next to the wall so was pinned to the wall with one hand on my throat and the knife in his other hand pushed up to my neck. He was shaking for a bit, had a wild look in his eyes and after repeating it 3 or 4 times sorta snapped out of it, folded the knife up and then told the class "it's amazing what you will believe in when your life is in danger!"

Mind you this was prompted by me asking what he was referring to when he mentioned 4 Gods (I was thinking like earth, wind, fire, and water).

That's one of those moments in your life where everything changes depending on how you react. I was a freshman, not trying to make waves so I didn't report anything. 35ish witnesses to it and nobody said anything. Later in the semester he was on some rant about how sometimes when he is driving with his wife in the passenger seat, he looks over and sees his old radio operator instead of his wife. That got me thinking he could see anything during his random hallucinations, maybe even the enemy. After that I made sure to stay clear of him. Years later this event came up in more ways than one. The VA asks if I have PTSD from my time in service. I say probably but not from my time in service. I felt horrible that I could have done something and didn't and hoped to hell he didn't do anything like that to any students after me. It was a good day when I read that he died, knowing he couldn't go nuts on any other students.

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venerablem0m@reddit

'81, I believe. In Connecticut. My first grade teacher would put us in the closet with the lights out as punishment.

Thankfully I had an excellent band teacher in high school, who got me back into it after that bad experience.

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snarfled1@reddit

In 8th grade, the History teacher called all of us Dummies everyday. He would single out the bad students and it was even worse for them.

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We moved from California to Pennsylvania when I was in 7th grade about 1979 or 80. What a culture shock. We found out that the teachers could actually hit us with a paddle! I was horrified and was wondering what backwoods hell they brought us to. My parents fought over that. Dad said yes, mom said no. It never happened to me, but those teachers really wanted to! They did not like people from California. Luckily, my parents finally divorced, and my mom and us kids got to move back to California. The school district tried to put us all in trade schools in high school. The girls' only choice was sewing or nurses (maybe aid?), and the boys were shoved into factory work. I had a cow, and I wanted a real college not to work in a sewing factory. I still feel bad for the kids who never had any choice.

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hatred-shapped@reddit

I had the opposite experience. I was told by my guidance counselor that if I became an auto mechanic I was flushing my life away. That instead I should go to college for art or something (I was a very good painter and sketch artist) and if I couldn't afford it I should take out loans.

When I went back to my school for a mentoring project I found out that not only was I the only person not in debt, but I actually made more than all but one person, and more than that guidance counselor with a PhD.

I remember a teacher in 9th grade got really angry at some kid. It was a brand new high school built similar to an office building. One window opened in each room.

He got so angry at this kid, he tipped the guy’s desk over with him in, then grabbed him by the shirt and started dragging him to the window (3rd floor). I really think if a few people hadn’t jumped up and tried to intervene, he would’ve thrown the kid through the window.

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At the very end of my senior year (1988) two popular girls got into a big fight. Apparently it started when one girl bragged that she was sleeping with the hot young PE teacher. Another girl was pissed and calling her a liar because SHE was sleeping with said PE teacher. Turns out they were both right and not lying.

PE teacher transferred to another school a state away with no real punishment.

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drhagbard_celine@reddit

In Catholic school, 8th grade, my principal called me down to her office over the loud speaker. Nothing out of the usual. When I got down there she told me she couldn’t find the custodian and needed someone to vacuum her office rug. She pointed me to the vacuum and told me to get to work. After correcting my technique she sent me back to class. When I got back I immediately told the teacher and the class what happened. My teacher’s jaw dropped but she didn’t say anything and directed me to take my seat. The boys used it against me for months. Later that year on the day we were taking graduation pictures she came up to me and handed me the girl’s gown, telling me that would be more appropriate. I’m not a girl.

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Spirited_Try_7456@reddit

Back in 9th grade, around 1988, I got into an argument with another student on our way into school from the smokers' corner. I don’t remember exactly what sparked it, but I ended up threatening to fight them between classes. One of our teachers must have caught wind of what was coming.

When class ended, we walked out into the hallway. The other student shoved me, I shoved back, and I had them pinned against a door. I drew my arm back, ready to throw a punch when the teacher suddenly body-slammed me to the ground. The hit was so forceful it tore several of my fingernails off.

In the end, I got five days of detention and nothing happened to the teacher.

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SpoonwoodTangle@reddit

So back in 5th grade I went to a small private school affiliated with a major religion. This was in a small rural town.

Kids at that age can be shits, but we had one kid in our class who really put in the effort. He was dumb, probably had one or more learning disabilities, loud, rude, obnoxious, whiney, caused disruptions and trouble in class. Also he was a constant liar. The especially asshole kids in our class egged him on, and he thought they were his friends.

The kid probably needed special ed and some kind of therapy but those things didn’t exist in our community (or at least we never heard of them). However that was all eclipsed by this kid’s bright, burning desire for negative attention, which made him one of the most unpleasant, obnoxious people I have ever met. Ever.

We had a new science teacher who was (comparatively) young and cool. Unlike his retirement-aged peers, he could make science and math interesting and engaging. He liked bugs, which blew our minds. He talked frankly with us about mature (but not inappropriate or unprofessional) topics like puberty. In short, he was everyone’s favorite teacher.

Obviously this obnoxiously kid needed this teacher’s attention and acted out daily in his class. Poor teacher did his best to manage this kid and the class, but you could tell even he was slowly losing his patience.

One day obnoxious kid was balancing and teetering in his desk-chair combo. Teacher tells him multiple times to stop. At just the right moment to derail a lesson, the kid toppled over. We all laughed and, to soak it up, this kid whines to the teacher like it wasn’t his fault. The teacher is really done with this kid and asks why he kept teetering after being told, yadda yadda. This kid has the gall to whine even louder, purely for comedic effect.

Teacher tells him to go to the principal’s office and the kid whines that he can’t get up (he is not injured, that would have brought out a different kind of whining). So the teacher, completely done with it all, winds up like he’s going to kick the desk away from this kid. The kid jerked back, startled, but only bumped his head on the wall behind him with an audible thump. This time we were laughing at him, not with him, and it spoiled his fun. He got up, suddenly fine, and went to the principals office. The teacher straightened the desk and spent the rest of class trying to get us back on track. I’m not aware that the teacher got in trouble for it.

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I went to a Catholic 1-8 grade school in the 1970s. They had rules for "reporting" other kids for breaking the rules. The main rule was that you couldn't report anyone who was in a grade above you. Asinine. I'll regale you with this anecdote to illustrate just how stupid this shit was. On my bus, the 8th graders had "reserved" the back seats for themselves. Do not question it. We were released to the busses by class, 8th grade first, 1st grade last, so seating was kind of a non-issue, just one of the 8th graders' flexes. One day the 8th graders were late, due to some confirmation bullshit. Anyhow, my fellow 3rd grader Barry, thought it would be funny if he took the very last seat. He grinned and stood his ground when the 8th graders boarded. Ed, biggest guy in the entire school just immediately commenced beating the living shit out of him, mercilessly. Did Ed get in trouble? Nope. None of the upper grade kids gave a fuck, and all we could do is just watch Barry get beat within an inch of his life, and then remember 50 years later.

I suppose this system was to show you your station in life.

Last year that school closed. There were all of these people on FB "oh so sad" when they announced its closure. Man fuck that place, I'm so stoked that that shithole closed. Fuck that school.

I should look up Barry and see how he's doing. I'm sure he remembers the biggest beating of his life.

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Designer_Vast_9089@reddit

Grade school teachers could suck in the eighties especially with using humiliation as a punishment but the small town high school teachers of the early 90’s were worse. Wish we had stayed in the bigger town.

The science teacher would have Vietnam flashbacks, he also would get frustrated with us and start chucking things across the class and hit the back wall. I always got a chair to the side. He got pissed at me for not finishing a chemistry test and started yelling at me, I dished it right back, enough that the class stopped to watch, telling him that my parents had announced their divorce the day before.

My fuck field dried up early.

The algebra teacher would leave for the middle of each class to go hang and smoke down the hall in the teachers room. He also smoked between each class. That finally came to an end when my long time bully put his dick on a girl’s desk. The teacher had to stay in his room and the bully and some buddies were expelled. My senior year was peaceful. Too bad no one had taken me seriously since the eighth grade. The sexual harassment from fellow students was off the charts and they never had consequences because the male administrators didn’t give a shit.

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HorrorhoundHippy73@reddit

2nd grade teacher literally brought students up in front of the class if they were misbehaving.

However upon bringing you up to the front of the class she would violently spank your ass (multiple times in one session) with a wooden hand that was shaped like this ✋️and about 2 inches thick. She referred to it as "The Helping Hand" .

This was early 80's (around '81/'82).

Its wild to think how fast she would arrested if she tought currently . Ironically her son turned out to be the town dumb ass/drunk.

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choconamiel@reddit

High school Spanish teacher told us on the first day of class that if we were female and wore low cut tops we could improve our grade. Short skirts would also bring us up a grade. Wear both and sit in the front row... Guaranteed A in class.

Second grade teacher used duct tape on the mouths of students who talked in class.

High school algebra teacher called us retarded, threw chalkboard erasers and pencil erasers at us.

It was the end of my senior year. One of the hugest stoners at my school hot me blazed at the end of lunch period. I proceed to my Government class.

My teacher, Mr Peterson asks me why my eyes were so red. I mumbled out something about allergies. He then asks me how I got my flat-top to stick up so well. He asked me if I walked under my girlfriend to get it gelled”. My girlfriend was sitting right in front of me in class. She turned beet red. 1985 California

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HaplessReader1988@reddit

Gross.

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wildmstie@reddit

Dear Lord, so many stories!

I had a teacher who kept her dead cat bagged up in a classroom storage closet for weeks and made a couple of boys in the class take it outside and bury it when the smell got bad.

I had a teacher who would physically punch male students; with female students he was just scathingly sarcastic. He threw one boy against a window so hard the glass broke.

I had a teacher who vomited up a chunk of food onto his desk in the middle of class. He announced, "My burrito has arrived!" and spent the rest of the class period poking it with a pencil and musing on the health hazards of Mexican food.

I had a math teacher who liked to paddle girls. Only girls. Any pretext would do; I got it for doodling. He would make us bend over and hold our ankles so our butts were in the air as high as they would go.

I am 58. You never forget it. 😜

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Bastyra2016@reddit

I got an eraser to the head and I wasn’t even talking.

I didn’t have any real negative experiences most of my elementary school teachers were pretty cool. Some of my high school teachers were just passing time but nothing like some of these stories

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TioSancho23@reddit

I went to 2 different public high schools with on campus gun ranges. (NC, TN)

I carried a pocket knife daily, and would openly use it to slice an apple or the like. That was permitted.

But wear a hat inside? That will get you ISS.

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Ivy1974@reddit

Touching you. Dressing so sexy you focus more on them than what they are teaching. I one time had my arm around the VP’s leg to comfort me. I sometimes wonder what would happen if I slid my hand further up her leg. The office door was closed.

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wickedlees@reddit

I was a natural lefty but I was beaten with a ruler on my hand anytime I used my left hand. I'm now ambidextrous. It bears noting this was in Iran, my mother did go to the school & smacked my teacher with a ruler and they did change my school to an international school

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kerosenehat63@reddit

PE Teacher in Grade 11 punched a student in front of about 10 of us because we didn't run our laps. Nobody said a word.

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TioSancho23@reddit

Starting in 1980 i went to a fundamentalist parochial school.

If we got in trouble in 1st - 4th grade, and spanking wasn’t enough, we had to spend recess kneeling on a concrete floor with noses in contact with the wall, as a typical detention punishment.

Hands were to be held behind the back.

Occasionally one, of us would fish out from lack of circulation.

I think this is now known as a ‘stress position’.

This could be for most anything like speaking out of turn, incomplete assignments, or poor performance on a pop quiz.

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AntelopeCrafty@reddit

We learned how to type on Commodore 64s in middle school. The teacher had a bracket placed over the backspace key, so we could not cheat. We had a notebook placed next to the keyboard full of letters and words on pages that were spaced to be the exact size of the screen when completed. We had to turn the brightness of the screen all the way down and could not look at our hands. If we did, our teacher would hit us across the knuckles with a wooden ruler. When you finished with the page, you turned the brightness back up and had to keep your hands in your lap. If you touched the keyboard, or heaven help you, the backspace button under the bracket, you would get a hard wack across the knuckles.

We had a gym teacher in middle school who was also a football coach, and he hated letting us drink water. He said it made us cramp up and get weak. All this while running/jogging 3 to 4 miles around the hot asphalt track or around the school grounds. One kid complained on a 90 plus degree day, so he brought a bucket and ladle for water. He then threw sawdust in the bucket and said we could drink it if we wanted. Oh, if you stopped running or jogging, he would add an extra mile to your run. The soles of my gym shoes collapsed from all the running.

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Throwaway7219017@reddit

Had a teacher hit me after I made fun of his daughter - to be fair, he was also my football coach, and I dated his daughter's best friend. I had been to his house. So it was a friendly, don't fuck with me kind of punch.
Had the wrestling coach beat the shit out of me - totally legal, as he used me for a demonstration in gym class when he was teaching wrestling. My crime? I went behind a friend of mine who was bending over at the water fountain and started to pretend hump her. He saw this and was appalled. I mean, even she laughed and thought it was funny.
Plenty of teachers and students fucking, or so the rumours said. Although I never had any tangible proof.

Years later when he was elderly and frail he told my daughter’s class to ignore rumors that he threw shit at students as it was all lies. I wanted to go to his class and throw a desk at him and claim he was lying about it and ask him how it felt.

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ogbellaluna@reddit

ok, in elementary school, i had an older woman as a teacher. this woman never should have been a teacher: she used a metal chalk holder, and if there were no plain pieces of chalk handy, she’d huck her chalk, holder and all at your head like a missile; she threw chalk-covered erasers in faces and on torsos; she pulled hair and gave smacks upside heads; friday was always ‘clean your desk day’, and if she felt your job was not done well, she flipped your desk like a real housewife.

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HaplessReader1988@reddit

And then there was the bio teacher who tried to refuse me permission to go to the nurse after I burned my finger. My lab partner had lit the bunsen burner and heated something without telling me, and the next step I had to move it into place. I had a mesh screen embossed on my finger in crispy white.

I have a vague memory that he let me go down after someone else said it smelled like hamburgers. Burn was small, but bad enough I lost the fingerprint on that patch

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MissGoodbean@reddit

7th grade male math teacher The boy that was sitting across from me ripped out a page from spiral notebook while teacher was talking, made that zipper sound, the teacher walked to boys desk, wadded up the paper and proceeded to cram it down the boy’s throat. Teacher was also known for throwing chalkboard erasers at students.

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Plum_Berry_Delicious@reddit

In 1986 in Christian school, I was paddled by the Principal for using short pencils instead of long new ones. I liked how I could fit my thumb over the top. The paddle was a flat wooden club with holes drilled in it to reduce drag as it came whooshing down onto bare skin.

They later admitted corporal punishment wasn't the message their institution should be sending but it wasn't changed until after 2005.

Just one of a long list of things that assisted in making me crazy lol

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Xyzzydude@reddit

Mouth duct taped shut for talking too much. In kindergarten. It was a private kindergarten in an Episcopal church, 1969 or 1970 not sure which year.

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In elementary school the principal would come into the classroom to give birthday spankings. It was considered fun then but in retrospect, the guy seemed to like it way too much.

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Reader47b@reddit

The algebra teacher made us do pushups if we forgot our homework, but that was effective, and I don't have an issue with that. The science teacher would slam a ruler an inch from our hand on the desk if we weren't paying attention (but he'd never actually hit us), and that too was effective. NOT effective - We had one P.E. teacher who intentionally downgraded the smart kids in all of his classes every quarter and then made us line up in the hall outside his office and come in one by one to beg to have our grades raised so the low grades wouldn't hurt our GPAs. He always raised them (P.E., by school rules, was an A if you dressed out and fully participated - you didn't have to be athletic - you just had to consistently try), but anyone who was an A-student had to go through that humiliating routine every quarter.

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Impressive_Star_3454@reddit

Our history teacher in high school would carry one of those long wooden pointer sticks while he was lecturing and walking during class. If he stopped at random by your desk and asked a question, he would wack the pointer on your desk for emphasis to make sure he got your attention. It was also used as an impromptu prop for storytelling when needed.

Everyone liked him, and most people got A's as long as they paid attention, could answer questions during his lectures, and passed his tests.

Oh yeah, and because the high school was an open air concept at the time, there were letters above each area hung from the ceiling, so you knew where your class was. Ours was an F.

He would call us F-Troop.

Google it.

He later became principal of the high school many years later.

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Agreeable_Initial667@reddit

Paddle Spankings. Hell, one of my teachers even had his own bedazzled paddle with his name engraved on it that he used to hang over the chalkboard to scare the shit out of all the kids. Looking back on it, that was absolutely nuts.

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Salt_E_Dawg@reddit

Rolling a practice grenade down the aisle between desks to see who would jump on it.

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kaishinoske1@reddit

Getting hit with a stack of 10 rulers held together with rubber bands to hit my hands when I was in second grade. I missed out on lunch cause I couldn’t carry anything in my hands let alone a tray.

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myboytys@reddit

Try the nuns making us go and view the body in the open coffin of our class teacher who passed away. We were 9 and 10 years of age.

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destinoob@reddit

Fourth grade - threw glue/paste bottles whenever kids were talking but should be listening.

1996-97 High school French junior and senior year - had a teacher that not only actively bullied me about coming to his class late because I had newspaper as the previous class, but would always encourage people in our class to bully me as well. He would ask them if he should "go off" on me to which they would always say yes because obviously they wanted to see me get yelled at and in trouble.

Another girl and I were on the newspaper staff and sometimes we would come to French class late. Megan never got yelled at but I would. And sometimes she would even join in, like the one day she turned around and yelled at me that it was my own fault. I turned around and Mr Z is staring at me with his jaw dropped.

i never forgot the name of the TA, and i never spoke to that other little girl again. it has been 50 years and i still remember the whole thing vividly.

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Aeribous@reddit

Nun broke a fourth graders nose with a yard stick. No charges but they stopped corporal punishment after that.

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OhSassafrass@reddit

Private catholic High school. Idk what they were arguing about but tall jock football kid arguing with the Religion teacher, who was shorter, 5”7 maybe, in the middle of the hall during passing period. It’s an over crowded school so the hall is packed. But it’s unusual to hear shouting and these two are really yelling. And then the teacher punched the kid. Lays him OUT, KO. It’s silent in the hall, as we collectively whispered to ourselves WTF?

And then the bell rang and we all went to class. Teacher was gone for 3 days. When he returned not a word was said about it. I think the kid was suspended for a week.

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daniel940@reddit

We had a HS history teacher who was also the girls' track coach. He heavily favored the girls in class, and was a huge dick to the boys (unless they were on the varsity wrestling team, which he assistant coached). If any of the pretty girls asked, he'd give them a pass to leave the school grounds to go to the nearby donut shop, etc., on the condition that they bring him back something.

I'm such a history buff as an adult, but man, I HATED history as a student, for obvious reasons. My dad could never get his head around how I could despise a subject so interesting, accessible and relevant.

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DarkerDrone@reddit

Early 70s all boys school, nasty place. I got the cane a few times for being boisterous, one time the psycho deputy head broke the cane on me, with my hands flat out and positioned by the tip of his cane, I watched his face as he slammed down as hard as he could, I winced but didn’t cry or make a sound, this infuriated him, I remember looking at his cane collection in the holder, some thicker than others, after he broke the thinner one he went for a thicker more sturdy one for the final swipes, really hurt but I didn’t make a sound, he told me to wait outside his office which was within the main gym hall, I clapped my hands together and climbed the apparatus in defiance of the sick fuck. Another teacher (female) used to throw wooden board rubbers at the inmates heads, very good shot she was too. Another boy got dragged down the aisle by his hair and then repeatedly punched in the ribs n left crumpled on the floor, turned out he broke two of his ribs, the teacher got suspended for it and went on to become police. We used to get slippered by the PE teacher who wouldn’t allow underwear to be worn during his lessons, sadistic n suss AF, he once run an inmate over on his motorbike because he wasn’t running fast enough, he was a larger boy who found it difficult to do anything physical like that. I bunked my stretch most days from 13 onwards, left at 15, got a CSE grade C in drama via the only cool teacher in the place, we had an art block that was detached n up the road from the main buildings, he let us smoke so long as the other younger’s didn’t see us, we used the toilet areas mostly. Got called to the headmasters office to ask why I wasn’t attending or taking any exams, I told him I didn’t need any of it n that I was gonna be a rock star, he said you are aren’t you n told me to get out.

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Historical-Gap-7084@reddit

My middle school band teacher was a total spoiled brat princess. The tuba player was a poor kid and he was her favorite target to bully. One day, he wasn't doing what she wanted him to do and she pulled one of her clogs off and threw it at him in a rage. He dropped out of band not long after and I always felt bad for him.

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daniel940@reddit

We had a long term sub who eventually became a full-time teacher at my HS. One day he barked at me for getting a question wrong and called me "Scooter", which the class found hilarious, since I was small, nerdy, high-voiced and not very popular. Having gotten such a great reaction, he made sure to use the nickname often when I was in his class.

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mmfn0403@reddit

We had a mad nun in primary school. I had her for third class (i.e. third grade for the Americans on here), so I was 8/9 years old. So it was the school year 1978/9. She had quite the temper. And even when she was being nice, she was rough. If it was your birthday, she’d have the class sing Happy Birthday, and at the end, she’d finish by saying, “A pinch to grow an inch, and a sock to grow a block.” Then she’d pinch you and punch you.

I was lucky, as she liked me rather than not. But one of my classmates she absolutely hated, she was always picking on her. One time people’s stuff was going missing - just pencils and the like. She was convinced this girl was stealing them, and accused her in class. Now she had no basis for her accusation, she just said that the Holy Spirit had told her. Anyway, she searched this girl’s bag. Didn’t find any pilfered articles, but she did find a cheese sandwich that the girl had taken in for lunch weeks back, not eaten, and forgot it was in the bag. It had mould on it and everything. The nun actually made her eat it.

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palequeen42@reddit

Art/photography teacher smoked pot with us in the dark room. My brother’s teacher punched a kid in the face once, no repercussions.

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busychillin@reddit

I had a calculus teacher tell me that I don’t need to learn math because I’m going to get married anyway.

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atomic_chippie@reddit

HS history teacher carried a croquet mallet around and slammed it down on the desk of kids who were sleeping or otherwise not paying attention.

Grade school gym teacher had a long complicated last name and we spent an entire hour going around the room saying this guys name on the first day.

I remember getting a lecture from my English teacher about how we were the worst group of students he ever had...because he supervised the lunch room and me and my lil homies would a) wear black nail polish to school and b) roll apples down the lunch table, trying to knock the applesauces into a garbage can. wild I tell you, completely ungovernable.

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Also, I wanted to join the HS newspaper staff, which meant I’d need to drop PE an and take it over the summer. I submitted the paperwork and was called to the guidance counselor’s office, where I was told I was making a stupid mistake and if I insisted on following through I might as well get pregnant, drop out, and become a waitress because I’d never amount to anything (I think being a parent and working in a service industry are two really difficult and honorable paths, but maybe that’s just me). I snapped and told her that was better than turning into a dried-up old hag like her, who smelled like prunes and was hated by thousands of students. Needless to say, my (working, single) mother was called in to discuss the attitude that was getting me suspended. Once mom got the story she insisted the suspension be lifted or she’d bring the superintendent into the discussion. Good ol mom.

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Anxious_Public_5409@reddit

My 10th grade world history teacher actually threw a cup of water in a students face after she started poppin off at the mouth. Found out a couple months later he was dying from cancer. I’m sure he had thought about doing that many times to hundreds of students over his teaching career, but also think once he found out he was dying, there was not one fuck left to give and he just went for it 😂

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OneEyedWonderCat@reddit

Gen X here…. We had a chemistry teacher, retired WW 2 and more vet, former Navy, who would challenge male students to boxing matches. In class. This was in 8-9th grade.

Health class in high school was in by one of the football coaches. Never did anything in class, except watch movies. He would bring out the TV and VCR trolly, and load it up. Mostly, we watched horror movies. This was in the late 80s, so most were pretty cool. Like Halloween, Hellraiser, Friday the 13th, etc.

A few teachers were “hot for teacher” and some teachers were hot back. Found out my girlfriend was one…

Humanity teacher (high school again) really liked her Percocet, but it also gave her the munchies. So the start of every class, she would give one of us the keys to her car, cash and a hall pass… to drive down the road and get doughnuts for the entire class from the bakery.

Late 70s-early 80s, grade school now… one of the teachers would scream at us in class, do things like “rearrange desks while we were in them (and they were not the desk/seat combo… they were a 4 legged desk with a seperate chair)…. Usually by pushing the desk into your stomach and just pushing you, the desk and your chair to where she was putting you. Same teacher also assaulted students: grabbing one girls hair and another by their jacket (members only, of course)

Going really early now… late 70’s… I am left handed. That made me a “devil child”. They tried to force me to be right handed…. One method was putting my left hand in a sock and duct taping it into a fist, so I could not use it.

Yeah. School sucked. Have even more examples, but this is enough….. if you wonder what is wrong with Florida…look here. This all happened in Florida public and private schools. I am so glad I escaped to Australia

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Rare_Promise7515@reddit

We had a sports teacher called Mr Archer who also did careers. He was a deadeye with the chalk/board rubber if you weren’t paying attention and once tipped out a metal bin, put it over a boys head and slapped it a few times. We all liked him.

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spc67u@reddit

The football coach was also the history teacher and gave all the football players the answers to the tests so they didn’t have to study.

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wurkhoarse@reddit

I had a music/band teacher who my sister had first. My sister warned me that the band teacher had a temper. A couple months in and band teacher who was starting to show early stages of pregnancy was getting angry we were talking started hurling band chairs and music stands with distance and height screaming profanity. This is a Catholic school. We were scared shitless. She was an amazing teacher who could play all instruments and had a temper indeed.

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SillyWithTheHEMI@reddit

6th grade Social Studies teacher, Irish fellow asked one of my black friends if he was "out of his cotton picking mind?"

7th grade shop teacher, Mr. Mcglievy punched a kid in the face.

8th grade English teacher, Ms. Valentine, locked all of us guys in the bathroom. We were very confused by this action and some of the guys purposely clogged a couple of urinals and the toilets.

8th grade gym teacher told one of my male friends to stop popping his him like a girl.

Just a few quick ones that came to mind...

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AlbatrossSenior7107@reddit

It's wild to me that Dodge Ball is not a thing anymore.

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Fuckyourface_666@reddit

OK so we had these two guys who taught a combined 4th-5th grade classroom. We loved them. Super hilarious and great teachers.

Well it was Valentine's Day. They had us line up outdoors, outside the classroom. They told us, "You're going to file in one at a time, and get a Valentine's kiss from Mr. Larson."

We were like, what? But intrigued. And freaked out. And intrigued.

So we wait in line for however long. Then it's my turn, I go in, and.... is Mr. Larson going to kiss me? .... and he hands me a Hershey's Kiss. He and the other teacher laugh. Everyone laughs.

It would still be funny, except that Mr. Larson ended up coaching a girls' sports team at the high school level, and.........

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RidiculousSucculent@reddit

I had a teacher put soap in my mouth to wash out the foul language. I don’t even remember what I said. That woman was a sadistic bitch. She actually did something worse but it’s too long of a story to tell.

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NonSupportiveCup@reddit

Siece teacher threw his book at me in 5th grade Hit me right in the forehead.

Math teacher drew a zero on my forehead, same year, when I forgot to do my homework.

Band teacher threw an eraser at me and other people, quite frequently. It was his thing to get people to stop talking.

That's all just middle school. The gym teacher who taught our computer/typing/shorthand (yeah, shorthand like they used in courtrooms) class just let us play games most of the time. As long as work was done and quizzes were coming back fine.

I had a high-school teacher who would play movies at least once a week if we did her homework. This was a biology class elective that was focused on climate change and ecology. "Honework" was watching the Weather Channel ticker and copying down things like barometric pressure, humidity, temperature differences, etc.

She was cool.

I had a high school espanol teacher kick me out of her class, as in remove me from enrollment entirely, because I didn't do any of the summer homework.

Had a male teacher in grade 5 or 6. He used to hit us with the metre long wooden rulers that were used to mark lines on black boards. Most often it came from nowhere, just whack on my back or legs. Also remember one fight where I must have smart mouthed him too much and he picked me up and threw me across two rows of desks. I remember seeing red as he screamed at me to get out of his class. I actually saw him approx 15yrs later when I went into a transport dept, he was working there and it dawned on me how small he was. I contemplated waiting until he finished his shift and confronting him (eg bitch slapping) in the car park but my wife convinced me I was being an idiot.

The other memorable teacher was our shop teacher in highschool. He was a A grade Rugby league player and was built like a brick shit house. He had a metal ruler and would walk around watching us saw/chisel etc and if he didnt like our work he'd hit us on the fingers with the metal ruler. It fucking hurt and occasionally he would draw blood. I remember one kid stood toe to toe with him one day and the teacher told the kid he'd be happy to step outside and throw down, smartly the kid backed down.

It wasnt long ago that I explained to my 12yr old son what 'getting the cane' was. He didnt believe we'd get hit with a cane by the principle.

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wjrj@reddit

Elementary school school was a Catholic school. All I'll say is nuns.

In publichigh school, I had a drama teacher who would yell at you and throw various pieces of lumber near ( not at) you when you were goofing off. Oddly, he's the one everyone remembers, and a lot of former students showed up to his retirement party.

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In first grade, my teacher tied my friend Ben to his seat with a jump rope. At the time it made sense to me because he couldn’t stay seated.

*she didn’t really tie him, just wrapped the rope around once or twice.

My algebra teacher put a whole graham cracker in his mouth, chewed it up, then spit it on the overhead projector. He was a weird dude.

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Express-Childhood-16@reddit

There was a kid that was duct taped to his chair and desk when I was in first grade too! Basically duct tape ran around the chair and desk, fencing him in. That kid couldn't stay seated and today def would have been diagnosed with ADHD.

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I had a math teacher in the sixth grade who, during a test, threw marbles into the metal trash can across the room. Every ten seconds, he’d chuck another one into the can, then comment on it.

I have a situation! Definitely not allowed in this day and age.

    So one day in 9th grade health class we got a lesson on how people see things. We all saw a man enter the classroom after banging loudly on the door. Once inside he yells I told you I’d get you Woodrow. ( health teacher) then he pulls out a track starting pistol and points at the teacher and shoots twice. The shooter runs out the door and Woodrow falls over like he’s dead. He lays there for about 15 seconds and  then jumps up. He instructs us to take out a pencil and paper and we have 20 minutes to write down exactly what we  just saw. After 20 minutes each student had to stand and read what they saw. The lesson is we all saw the same thing but each of had our own point of view. After wrestling three seasons I knew the shooter was coach Fuller’s voice.

True story year 1979

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TropicoTech@reddit

When I was in middle school, 7th grade? I was pulled out of my first class every day and sent to the sheriff’s deputies office that was in our library. A kid that lived around the corner from me had his house broken in to and vandalized while he and his family were gone for a few days. They immediately suspected myself and a buddy of mine. I spent every day being interrogated by the deputy and another detective for almost three weeks. The school never notified my parents. I sure as hell wasn’t going to, and finally they tried to charge me with breaking and entering, vandalism, grand theft, and larceny. It wasn’t until my mom finally asked me why I had so much homework every day (I always finished in school) that I told her what was happening. The first day when it had all started, I told them who did everything ( I knew the kids that did it) and onekid said it wasn’t him so she (the deputy) spent the next 3 weeks just telling me that she knew i did it with my friend and we needed to confess. Now this is one time I was super glad that they finger printed all of us GenXers in like third grade lol. My mom after being told what was happening went to the school and asked the deputy if they got prints off the house that was broken in to and since they had mine on file they could just verify it wasn’t me or my buddy lol. Never heard a word from that deputy again after that….. …..kiss my ass Deputy Marinelli

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PeyroniesCat@reddit

Freshman year drivers Ed class. After school sessions in the cafeteria with 100 kids or so. Local cop comes in to do his spiel about driving safe, etc. midway through the class he pulls his gun and lets off a shot. It was a blank, but that was his way of explaining how quick something can go wrong in a car.

My senior year, a student teacher was having sex with a freshman boy in the parking lot every lunch. Many kids would circle the car and watch them go at it.

In 8th grade, 2 male teachers put together an end of year party for us "graduates." At the end of the day, they handed out class superlatives. Most of us got boring jokey stuff like, "most likely to (insert pun based on our last name.)" Or, actual stuff like most likely to get into an Ivy League school. But, one girl got, "most likely to pose for Playboy." Even back then, the entire class was pretty uncomfortable.

In HS, there was gym teacher who would force us to jump up to grab a towel after showering so we were bouncing up and down naked in front of him. He also got reprimanded twice for going into the girls locker room just after the swim class he taught. Found out a few years later that he was in jail for molesting his stepdaughter. Everyone knew he was a creep, but the school wouldn't do anything but slap him on the wrist.

There were tons more, but these were the most egregious I could remember.

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Quickwitknit2@reddit

Second grade teacher tied baby bonnets on kids who didn’t behave and shamed them for the rest of the day. Unreal.

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hiwattage@reddit

In 5th grade, I kept getting in trouble and sometimes had to spend lunch recess with other troublemakers in the classroom of a special education teacher. One day, after myself and another kid had been sent to this teacher's classroom 3 days in a row, he walked over to me and kicked the desk over, as hard as he could. Then he proceeded to scream in my face about how we were wasting his lunch break, and that if we ever ended up there again we'd regret it. By the time he finished his tirade both the other kid and I were balling, we were so scared.

We still got into a lot of trouble after that, but somehow managed to avoid being sent to this guy's classroom every again. I think maybe the other kid told his parents and they called the school about it?

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Moist_Rule9623@reddit

Junior year high school, my science teacher (physics) was informed his contract was not being renewed (private catholic school, no teachers union). He promptly decided he was out of fucks to give, and mind you this was the guy who was already so nuts he kept a gallon size glass jar of MERCURY on his desk as a “paperweight” (his 113 pound highly toxic “paperweight”)

I can’t decide if my favorite was the time he took us on a field trip to “study applied angular momentum in a real world environment”; the real world environment being a pool hall, where he and many of us students smoked cigarettes, drank beers, and later smoked a joint in the parking lot…

not crazy, re: abusive, but crazy all the same.

'74 f. 5th grade started & I got the older, been-teaching-there-forever, seasoned teacher (the other class got the hip, young, energetic & straight out of grad school teacher)... 🙄

she could be cranky & snarky, honestly even a bit bitchy, but before Christmas break, she started fucking LOSING it at us. just screaming her head off & going completely unhinged over multiple insignificant things. soon it was the new crazy normal in our classroom. [I'll also say, I had straight As, was good at sports etc & was a girl. ie, this is not a distortion & I wasn't the target of these at all!].

so, one day we come to school & she's GONE. @10 yo we all knew & talked about it that, wtf & how did that happen re: tenure & you can't remove a teacher that late/close to retirement.

she was gone & we never got real info (of course) & then we had a revolving door of regular subs for looong time (months) until they could interview, vet & hire a new long term teacher.

we all assumed she had "lost her mind" as kids; this wasn't disputed by our parents. as an adult (whose 'rents, are late 70s & early 80s now) I'm guessing this was her showing signs of dementia related personality changes. bc mid 80s, you could NOT get a tenured, long time teacher removed unless things were extreme (& we're reading & REMEMBERING all the shitty behavior but STILL, most from teachers never even reprimanded, much less fired or forcibly removed).

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CianGal13@reddit

My sophomore year summer school teacher rolled a doobie and smoked it in class

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Username_888888@reddit

My 5th grade male teacher would pick boys up by the backs of their necks when they were seated at their desks in our classroom without warning. He would come up from behind them and suddenly lift them out of their chairs, and do it in front of the whole class. It never happened to me, but I’m not a boy. He was also rumored to have a yard stick that he would hit kids with but I never saw it. Maybe he reserved that for when he didn’t have witnesses.

I took gymnastics in elementary school and had an instructor that had a needle that was about 6-9 inches long. It was a spike, really, but long and thin. He would hold it on the gymnastics mat on the floor underneath us and tell us to do a backbend... all while our moms watched from across the room. 😐

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basylica@reddit

My algebra teacher yelled that everyone in class was idiots, australia had better schools (in us. Not sure he had even been there?) and would throw chalkboard erasers at kids.

Drivers ed teacher told my sister (same class, stepsis so we were same age) “ill never give a girl a 10/10 because women shouldnt drive”

5/6 elementry teachers told us we wouldnt be doing grammar so in 7th grade i had no idea what a noun or verb was, let alone how to diagram a sentence with a dangling participle. Now THERE was a skill i needed 😆

My school in kindergarten (moved after) still had principle paddle kids

I had gym teacher force me to run mile when i begged to go to nurse (only time EVER. I hate doctors and school nurse included) i nearly died. Turns out i had asthmatic bronchitis and 104 fever.

6yrs later gym teacher demanded a note to prove i couldnt walk with a messed up knee. I said i didnt have one, but that didnt change fact i couldnt walk unsupported. She said my parents should take me to doctor. I said “great idea, i encourage you to call my mom and say that. Lmk how that goes” Made me “run” laps. Literally couldnt bear weight on knee and was having to lean against walls and slide at school bc of it. I barely hobbled 100ft in 40min.

I had a kindergarten teacher dig her 3 inch long nails into my arm for some infraction I never found out what it was.

Our principal tried to lure boys into the unused showers when we were in 7-8th grade. We told our parents; they ignored it.

Decades later, he was arrested for propositioning a teen girl with an IPod for sex. I told my mom and dad WE TOLD YOU and you DIDN’T believe us!!

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BeerCooker_321@reddit (OP)

I’ve tried to talk her out of it but she inherited by stubbornness. She’s aware of the challenges and absolutely determined All I can do is pick her back up if it doesn’t go well.

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Accurate_Weather_211@reddit

In 4th grade, a boy named David made a smart remark to our teacher, Mr. Jones. The whole class laughed. Mr. Jones got up out of his chair and slapped David across the face HARD. I mean, he reared back and open handed slapped him in front of all of us. Some of us started crying because it scared us so bad. I told my Mom after school and told her I was scared of Mr. Jones. She told me don’t do whatever it was David did and I’d be fine. David was moved to another class, Mr. Jones continued to teach. This was 1976 in Oklahoma.

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cooperkab@reddit

One of my 8th grade teachers would throw chalkboard erasers at kids that fell asleep in her class. She had really good aim too.

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thingmom@reddit

I’m a teacher - just retired this year - God bless your daughter the education field is a whole hot mess right now. I’ve been telling my students who want to be teachers that they would be excellent but I can’t in good conscience recommend it to anyone right now because - yeah just no.

4th grade (we switched for reading and math by levels) reading teacher (we were top level) would say look at this Jennifer and Samuel (names changed) failed AGAIN and would write giant red Fs across their entire paper and staple them to the board for all to see.

5th grade - I was NOT allowed to be in this class because my parents knew what went on - teacher would throw the eraser at the kid talking and NEVER missed. If you got hit, you would wear the chalk of shame on your face the rest of the day or be swatted. Swats back then were administered by the teacher in front of the whole class.

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NachtXmusik21@reddit

I'm right in the middle (born 74) & I'm with you! but I'm still reading bc it's both eye opening & entertaining...

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splorp_evilbastard@reddit

4th grade teacher broke a student's arm. She was suspended for a year. She came back and had a nervous breakdown in class.

5th grade teacher had the students in her class specifically controlled by the principal so that no Jewish or other non-Christian kids were in it. She gave extra credit for memorizing Bible verses. She gave away Christian themed gifts (I was given a Rubik's Cube with 'Jesus is the Answer' printed on it). She also gave every student a Bible, inscribed with personalized Bible verse, when they passed her class. I got Christmas cards from her for almost 10 years.

7th grade teacher who paddled students by running down a hallway. He w over 6' tall and probably weighed 210.

8th grade science teacher who kept vodka in his coffee cup.

They both eventually got caught, but the following teachers got away with the following for years:

Male art teacher / girls basketball and volleyball coach slept with girls he coached.

a teacher I had for 3 classes throughout HS, frosh, soph & senior yr (always a popular teacher; he was genuinely a nice guy & a good teacher too). one day, he WHIPPED his eraser across the classroom @one kid. only once. (this would have been ~1990?).

I'll say, the kid was being a huge asshat & Mr. M was ALWAYS a pretty chill guy. it stood out to all of us kids as rare even then; but the guy was also justified. and the teacher WAS a huge dude, the football coach & he HAD played football himself. *but while he whipped that thing hard & fast, w/precise aim, he PURPOSELY whipped it right by the student. so instead of hitting the obnoxious kid, he got his attention when the eraser hit the BACK classroom chalkboard right BEHIND him. Mr M was too big to have been a quarterback, but man he did he have one good arm!

The “history teacher”

A mixed drink consisting of cold coffee and bourbon*. Served in a deep mug.

vodka is also used and varies regionally.

Earth Science teacher drank from a flask during class.

English teacher taught us JFK conspiracies the whole second semester.

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2_am_@reddit

7th grade we watched Nightmare on Elm Street in class.

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22Ocean22@reddit

Not as crazy as many but still crazy by today’s views. One teacher would lose his temper and throw chalk brushes at kids who weren’t listening. Or sometimes he’d leap on top of their desk in his leather pants and scream at them. Of course we didn’t help much by hiding the brushes and chalk 😂

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NeeliSilverleaf@reddit

My junior high science teacher lent me a copy of IT when it first came out.

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Possible-Landscape72@reddit

Let’s see… how many stories do you want because I could go on and on 😄

My third grade teacher wore a huge class ring from his university. If kids talked during quiet time, he’d turn the ring stone toward his palm, walk up behind a kid and pop him on the head with the stone on that ring. He drew blood more than once.

My fifth grade teacher had a paddle that he literally broke on a classmate’s behind.

My seventh grade history teacher used to scratch his nuts in front of the whole class with a yardstick. He’d also walk over to his desk (he was fairly short) and rest his nuts on the corner of the desk).

My ninth grade English teacher used to juggle his balls through his pants pockets. There was nooooo way he was just playing with his pocket change. He wore those gross flat front polyester dress pants skin tight. We could see every detail.

My math teacher in 7/8th grade used to go into a ramble about the atomic bomb which would end with him bending over and telling us to kiss our asses goodbye if someone stupid in the US/USSR pressed the button.

My band director in 3rd grade smashed my head against the cmu block wall because I wanted to switch instruments a month before a concert.

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Footnotegirl1@reddit

Let's see.

My 4th grade teacher insulted students and called them names ("Miss Piggy" and "Bonehead" and "Pigpen" etc) and encouraged the other students to do the same. She was newly out of college and it was clear that she was very much still interested in being a 'popular girl' in a very middle school kind of way.

6th grade teacher regularly chucked chalk and other items at us, hard enough to bruise.

7th grade teacher gave me detention for telling him that he had put incorrect information up on the chalkboard.

Art teacher at my high school got involved with a senior girl who moved into his apartment. He did not get fired (student was 18). I think that he did not get invited back to teach the next year though.

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Leeleeflyhi@reddit

English teacher/ football coach would throw desk across the room. He was finally fired after refusing to let players on the bus back home after they lost

Had at least 4 teachers with dementia. One would yell poll grade and call your name. You say Here! That was your grade. Another teacher was tormented by the students, would make her cry saying her cat died. She didn’t even have a cat. It was sad.

Drunk math teacher

9th grade science we just traced a pic out of the science book once a week for a grade. That’s where I learned to play poker and roll a joint

PE teacher and coach gave use an A for wearing gym shoes. Really didn’t do anything else

Took drivers ed but the teacher was the baseball coach so if you took the class during baseball season he was rarely in the class

Had a coach that didn't really like to the teaching. First day of school. He's not in the room. It's first period and of course us unsupervised heathens were running amok.

He burst out of the closet - where he watched game film - grabbed the giant teacher desk and hurled it across the room, like the hulk

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anniepw13@reddit

Hurled bean bags to those not paying attention

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thecardshark555@reddit

Our HS English teacher was definitely drinking during school hours. We all knew what was in her coffee cup.

One of our science teachers had a kid our age, in a different HS. Said teacher was a jerk, and told us stories about his kid. Kid ended up involved in a fairly well known satanic murder case when we were juniors.

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HistoricalString2350@reddit

High school English teacher had us watch all three Star Wars because symbolism. It took up half the year. He’d send the football players out to pick up wings at hooters on our lunch break (open campus).

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Flyingarrow68@reddit

Big wheel races in the hallways, letting us have soda from the fountain, unscheduled field trips, yeah I miss my youth at times.

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KitchenWitch021@reddit

We had a pervy teacher who arranged the desks in an arc. Only girls sat in the front row. You know where this is going.

We were just freshman when all the older girls told us we were “the front row girls” and the teacher was hoping to get sneak peek if we had a skirt on and crossed our legs.

Another young music teacher invited a bunch of students to her apartment to drink and smoke weed. The perv got away with his bullshit, but the party teacher got fired.

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Cat_Alarm4242@reddit

My tenth grade biology teacher showed us how to properly cut our wrists, if we ever wanted to off ourselves.

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One of my teachers in high school told another student to hit me in the back of the head with a textbook. I hope they're both rotting miserably in hell.

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DVDragOnIn@reddit

My 10th grade Spanish teacher liked to look at girls’ chests when he talked with us, instead of looking at us in our faces. My grades were bad, the year wasn’t going good, and finally Dad said he’d go talk to him. After the meeting, Dad said “I believe everything you said about him now! When he shook my hand, he tickled my palm with one finger!” We had a new teacher the next year, and she was very nice and looked everyone in the face when she talked with us

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Secret_Flounder_3781@reddit

My favorite science teacher in middle school occasionally brought roadkill and dissected it on the lab table for us. He also got "used" dissection animals from the university (dirt poor, rural district) so we got to do everything from fetal pigs to cats.

Typing class and the teacher/bus driver always made creepy comments to the girls. He leaned over me one time, put his arm around me, squeezed, and asked, “what do you do after your period?” And waggled his eyebrows.

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Own-Capital-5995@reddit

Disgusting

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Started elementary school in 73/74. I was a lefty. I’m not anymore. They tied my left arm to my side and made me write with my right. I, to this day, hold my pen backwards and pull it across the paper. Thank god for keyboards.

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bittybomplop@reddit

1982 small town in Southern Illinois, 1st grade teacher, Mrs. Burns, was cruel af. She made one kid wear a baby bonnet in class bc he cried, I think bc she was yelling at him for not doing his homework (poor kid, felt so bad for him). She made me wear a green string of yarn pinned to my back side like a tail for the day bc told on someone - I was a tattle tale. All the teachers there used wooden paddles on us. The principal, Mr. Sullivan, carried his in a holster made out of denim that a parent made for him. Grade school was a scary place. Recess was great fun tho.

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Original_Flounder_18@reddit

Lots of teachers had sex with students back then, some even ended up marrying said students.

My senior year in psychology, the entire year-and I mean ALL year, he didn’t teach. He had us watch videos with actual footage about the holocaust. That’s it. It was disturbing to say the least

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wheredidyoustood@reddit

So many. Early 80’s catholic grade school. Fourth grade teacher would hit students with encyclopedias, map pointers across the fingers, she punched two of my friends in the stomach and would pull hair. She was at least 30-35 years in teaching at that point.

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jlsteiner728@reddit

Sixth grade… so 1982?… one of the boys in my class was combing his hair during class. You remember those combs with the handle that everyone had in their back pocket to refresh their feathered hair.

Granted, he was an asshole and he was doing it to get her goat, but still…

She grabbed his hair and cut it to about 1/2 an inch. She was reprimanded. I’m not even sure I’d call it a slap on the wrist.

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AngelsHaveThPhoneBox@reddit

My mom said her math teacher slapped a kid across the face hard enough to knock the gum out of his mouth. For me (in the 80s) I had a teacher sit idly by while the male student next to me loudly said filthy stuff to me every day before class . Apparently sexual harassment was OK in the 80s.

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JiminPA67@reddit

My PE teacher, who was also the football coach, would have the boys settle their differences by giving them boxing gloves and letting them beat the shit out of each other in the basement with no consequences. Also, the 10th grade Social Studies teacher got away with sleeping with several of his 15 year old students.

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BluRobynn@reddit

Paddling.

Jed308613@reddit

Following and may talk about my experiences later. '84 grad.

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TheBklynGuy@reddit

This brought back something I never forgot from elementary school. I'm 49 and still remember like yesterday.

There was one teacher who was mean as a rabid hyena. Let's call her Ms. Banshee. She was always angry, seemed to hate her job and would scream so loud you could here her in the next zip code.

One student who was Indian and one of the nicest kidd seemed to draw her ire a lot. She got mad at all of us for "not keeping our loose-leaf book neat." She told everyone to use those sticky circles to protect tearing. Anyone who remembers thos knows paged tear anyway with use. Normal stuff.

Next day she looked through our binders. Most had them in order. Those that didn't got yelled at. Then she got to the Indian kid. She grabbed his book, slammed it on her desk. Made him come up to the front. She then screamed at am intensity that could have broken the sound barrier. Kid started crying. That made her angrier. She tore pages out, throwing them on the floor. I recall her saying something like this is what happens when you don't comply. It was awful to watch.

She was still teaching after. This was in the 1980s. No way in hell could a teacher get away with this now. I have no doubt his race played a role. Thinking of it now It was my first time witnessing racism.

It was very ugly. And scary.

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Non_Anon312@reddit

Middle school social science teacher randomly out of the blue asked us if we wanted to know how gay men had sex. The room got real quiet until the class clown said, “Yeah! How DO gay men have sex?” And then our teacher told us.

Long term relationship with a student. Everyone knew. Still married last I heard.

Tackling students and drag them kicking and screaming into closets where they'd be locked in and left screaming the school down until they tired themselves out.

Go home at lunch and come back drunk, every day.

Ask students to buy them drugs or go on weekend benders with them.

The geography teacher who was catholic, living in a defacto relationship with another teacher, and would regularly show her distaste for the protestant kids. If you answered a question incorrectly she'd call you an idiot and ask, you're a protestant aren't you?

The maths teacher had a horror temper. If you were at school and didn't hear him yelling at his class to SHUT THE FUCK UP, then he wasn't on sore that day.

Another maths teacher was caught by students fucking one of her year 12 students on their Muck Up Day.

And everyone had to put their heads on their desks and she would just rent about how terrible we all were, how God would punish us, and that our parents deserved better.

Low-Teach-8023@reddit

During drivers ed, our male teacher and four girls would go to one girl’s house for snacks. No one was home because her parents were at work.

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Proof_Lengthiness185@reddit

Were you one of the girls?

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My highschool algebra teacher would write what he wanted us to do on the board and sleep the rest class. Found out when I left highschool he was drunk.

Also one of my HS “teachers” has an outside door in her room and kept her custom pumped-out van right outside. She would leave and leave us alone most every class, often taking one of the older boys w her. He spent A LOT of time at her house!

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I had two shit for human beings as teachers and I hope they are rotting in hell. One was a band and "tech" teacher that just thought I was being "annoying" and he put his hands around my neck and said, well what would happen if I choked you? Another would throw chalk at us, yell at us over and over and call us dipsticks if we could not figure out a problem on the spot, and he had a terrarium that was all cracked up because he used to throw chairs at it. My class only saw him attempt that once. He also made me cry (one time of many) by accusing me of something I didn't do, and then again, put me on the spot and treated his classroom like a weird court, and accused me of lying about something that happened that I didn't even do, but he didn't care. He tried to get me to confess and I just refused because I hadn't even done it. Both dicks. I teach now and when I tell that to kids in middle school they are shocked. I don't touch anyone. If you want a hug kid, sorry but you just a get a pat on the head, lol.

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Myfanwy66@reddit

Drinking in class.

Sleeping with students.

Getting drunk with students.

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LollyGoss@reddit

Giving “licks.” Aka spanking, sometimes w wooden paddles

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spookaddress@reddit

It was 1989, I was a sophomore and finals were in full swing.

I was not a scholar at all. I always failed a class or 3 and as a band member was only really involved the first 6 weeks of school and then relegated to 2nd band and no extracurricular activities.

The assistant band director knew me well. I didn't even know the 1st director (Bullet Bob) knew my name.

Now it's time to get a final grade and those of us who were in the 2nd band had to play scales for the director for a final grade.

Bob let me blow (I played the Alto saxophone) through one scale without interruption. Part way through my second he waved his hand interrupting me clearly he wanted me to stop. I was not doing that bad really.

Bullet Bob: "Spookaddress lets make a deal. You promise to not sign up for band again and I'll give you a 70."

Spookaddress "ill take it."

And that's how I quit band.

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D3AD_M3AT@reddit

I'm Australian so our education is different to most people here, and to make it more different I come from historically one of the socially economic depressed areas of my city

Sooo my personal experience in the 1980s at high school

PE teacher viciously beaten and hospitalised for putting his hands down the front of a students under wear.

Home education teacher who loved to give bj and passed any student she did it to.

History teacher who after relentless aggravation from students retrieved a chainsaw from his car and chased the students around the class room, he eventually became a federal member of parliament ... yeh fuck you Kim Carr

Science teacher who believed in physical punishment so would take students into the backroom and punch on.

Wasn't all doom and gloom we had the hippie teachers

Metal work teacher who caught us with a massive bag of pot (about a kilo/ 2.2 pounds worth of mix ) and as we where sorting out the bud from the hash he decided to help then showed us how to roll joints.

English teacher who's "flavoured water" spilt at the year 11 formal and set her table on fire.

Art teacher who agreed with us that the museum tour was arse so took us to see The Terminator .... this teacher introduced me to punk music

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BerryMantelope@reddit

Senior year American Government class ('82-'83). Big ass football player asleep with his head on the desk. Teacher (older guy) took the giant government textbook and slammed it down on the kid's head so hard his head bounced. Kid never fell asleep in that class again. No one batted an eye.

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Simple_Parsnip_7872@reddit

My bus driver would pull over and give us licks with a wood paddle if we acted up on the bus.

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JulieThinx@reddit

In elementary school we would get called to be a "helper" in the kitchen. We would help make lunches then serve them.

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mmaine9339@reddit

This sounds very similar actually to my experience going to high school in the 90s. We had a wrestling/physical education coach named Bubba who was a mountain of a man and had some athletic history at the school.

I was a loudmouth who used to act up constantly. One day he just got physical with me and took me down put me in some kind of wrestling move where I couldn't breathe. Everybody laughed. I did deserve a little straightening out but I thought it was a little bit inappropriate how physical he got.

I also remember an English teacher with a reputation for flirting with the senior boys. Some people say she crossed the line a few times! But I could never really prove it .

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0m3gaMan5513@reddit

My 3rd grade teacher kept a bottle of brandy in his desk drawer, and would pour some in his coffee in plain sight of the whole class. This would’ve been 1974.

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ToasterBath4613@reddit

4th grade teacher used to lock kids in the bathroom in our classroom if they were disruptive. He also used to slam boys into the lockers if they were being bad and was known to have shut one boy in a locker. He didn’t play.

Another was an 8th grade English teacher. My best friend was a black dude and this Italian kid called him the n word every day between classes for 2 weeks totally unprovoked. Well, my pal and I were walking together between classes and he said it again. My pal told me to hold his books and then proceeded to push the kid in the empty classroom behind him. He shut and locked the door and proceeded to whip that dudes ass from one end of the classroom to the other. As you could imagine, it drew quite a crowd and you could only see through the window on the classroom door. Well Mr B. (His class) rolled up and asked me what was going on. I said “C is beating F pretty bad. You gonna stop him?” Mr B never took his eyes off the fight and said, “not yet”. He waited until my pal had hit the kid with a wooden chair before he unlocked the door and stopped it. Absolutely legendary.

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jetpack324@reddit

My senior English teacher would throw an eraser full force at anyone who was starting to nod off. Another teacher would drop a big book flat to make an incredibly loud sound next to a dozing student

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Naive-Emergency-7254@reddit

In the 80’s, the drug dealers never took tests and always were top of class. We all witnessed them selling drugs to the teachers (if you had a hall pass for the bathroom, you saw it all go down). One of these special students specifically is now a gynecologist in the Detroit area. Another teacher would use a ruler to fondle himself - while standing in front of the seated students.

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MuricanPoxyCliff@reddit

Geometry teacher telling me my grades would be better if I learned about Jeebus.

Fuck that guy.

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SadFaithlessness8237@reddit

History teacher (in the NW) threw chalk to get kids attention, told us Russia told kids that Santa is a kiddie perv, and that he called a gov’t office in the south to make an appointment to take care of business the next Monday and freaked that it was closed because of a Confederate general’s b-day.

We hung out at our (girl’s) sport team coach’s house, eating his food, watching his tv and working out in the gym in his basement.

Teacher kept a bottle of something in her bottom desk drawer. Heard she got fired for being drunk at work after I graduated.

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Let’s see, in my tiny public HS in Michigan

Our health teacher was an associate Methodist minister. One day they caught him practicing CPR on a 14 year old girl after 5th period. He got drummed out pretty quick.

A year later, we were at the bookstore in the mall. Now, for some reason, this bookstore had an out in the open extensive porno section. My friend ( who ended up becoming a minister later in life) would love to go in, and spook the perverts, usually just proclaiming “ who is looking at titties this evening?” ….and then watching them scatter.

Well, guess who was there, thumbing through a copy of Barely Legal?

I wish to say that was it. We also had a junior high English teacher that looking back at it, would zero in on the girls from bad home situations, make them feel good, have them sit on his lap. Grooming behavior. And if they spoke up? Who would believe them?

The kicker? His wife was right next door teaching math…she had to know, right?

This went on for twenty years, until the age of cell phones, when finally we had an electronic trail on this guy and his texts to young girls. They finally convicted him.

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lostnfound818@reddit

My English teacher was an alcoholic (sad) and many days he would just put on Dobie Gillis videos for us to watch the entire period.

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cephalopodomus@reddit

I had a teacher who would throw erasers at students' heads if they weren't paying attention. This was back in the time of chalkboards. I remember kids getting hit on the head (not knowing at all that a projectile was being hurled at their heads) and there would just be a big chalk mark on their foreheads. One brown-noser got that teacher an eraser with a wooden handle as a present once and the rest of us almost killed him.

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MezAndTish@reddit

My 6th grade teacher who talked through his teeth because he had been shot in Vietnam, took one kids hockey stick ( remember when you could bring them to play after school on the handball courts) dropped the eraser on the floor. Took a slap shot and blasted a kid right in the mouth. He was the last kid in the row and had just peaked his head out to see what was happening. FUNNIEST SHIT EVER!!

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Seadub8@reddit

4th grade, Wade was a well known bully and shit disturber. He was acting out in class and the teacher (Mr White) put his hands around Wade's neck and lifted him off the ground. It was the craziest and most shocking thing I had ever seen in school.

This was very early 80s, so Mr White didnt get in trouble. I don't know if Wade's parents knew that it had happened.

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bippy404@reddit

Dog house...you got in trouble you had to get on all fours for the rest the class under a table in front of everyone.

Forehead knock ( this was their name for it, not mine)...They hit in the back of the head so hard, you hit your head on the desk. This teacher's wife ended up being a superintendent of a large school system in my state...

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cme74@reddit

My 6th grade teacher threw golf balls in the general vacinity of disruptive students. I thought he was crazy, but he was a great teacher.

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muliphucent5250@reddit

We had a 7th grade teacher that carried around a steel coffee mug, he was always red in the face, and he had a temper. He would chuck erasers at our heads (the black 2x6 ones from the chalkboard) and would slam a hockey puck on his desk to get everyone to shut up. The boys ran by, grabbed his mug and tasted it to confirm it had alcohol in it, and we super-glued the hockey puck to his desk. He got so mad he went to the office, got a hammer, and dislodged the puck, it went flying across the room, narrowly missing a student. Good times, catholic elementary school.

4th grade teacher, a nun, duct-taped the boys to their seats lots of times.

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Sinfourah@reddit

My elementary school music teacher used to have a "throwin chair" next to him when he would conduct. When we played badly he would grab that chair and start the motions of throwing it at whoever was playing badly. He never did actually throw it, to my knowledge.

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snackpack3000@reddit

In 9th grade, my teacher threw an electric pencil sharpener across the room which hit a kid (who wouldn't stop talking) in the head. Then, as if that's not bad enough, she yelled at him to shut his god damn mouth, and THEN made him fetch a broom and dustpan from the custodian to sweep up the pencil shavings.

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ichbeineinjerk@reddit

When I was in sixth grade, I saw my gym teacher, while teaching history, grab my friend under his arms (who was back talking him), pulled gim out of his chair and threw him across and over multiple unoccupied desks. My friend, naturally ran from him, went to the office and was suspended from school.

The gym teacher was there the next day making us play dodgeball in the morning and teaching us about history that afternoon. Meanwhile, the school counselor made (or convinced) my friend’s parents into sending my friend to therapy. I found all that out because we had the same therapist and he was always the appointment before me.

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rundabrun@reddit

In middle school, we had a couple of WWII era coaches. They were straight up assholes and treated us like grunts. Very verbally abusive.

One day we were running laps around the field and this overweight kid was exhausted and could run anymore. As he started walking off the field, one of the coaches attacked him, cussing, punching, and kicking him when he fell to the ground. As far as I know nothing happened to him because he was still the coach after that. Even for then, I felt that was a little much.

One time he had a during school dance. Students had a choice to go to the dance in the gym, or to the auditorium to watch a movie. I was in the top breakdance crew so I went to the dance. We were dancing, battling, and breakdancing is very athletic so I started to feel dehydrated. The drinking fountain was in the locker room but a teacher wouldn't let me pass. He said "you can't leave, you had a choice, movie or dance." I pleaded with him, telling him I was so thirsty and the drinking fountain was only a few feet away. he said, "You know the rules.", so I punched him in the gut, pushed my way through, and got a drink.

They took me to the principles office, my parents came, and nothing happened. They understood the teacher was in the wrong. Also, my step-dad was known to put his pistol on the desk when negotiating a problem with the principle. He didn't do it this time, but I don't think the school wanted a problem with this Vietnam vet.

Early 1980's, our married physical ed teacher got a senior student girl pregnant.

He divorced his wife, married the girl and 4 years later she got a job as another gym teacher in our same high school.

I was a freshman when this drama started and she was a senior. By my senior year she was my gym teacher.

They were both good looking people. He was in his 40's and looked like Michael Landon. She looked like Farrah Fawcett.

My 4th grade teacher was fresh out of college. One day she got exasperated over something, left the building, and drove off. She came back shortly afterwards, but she didn’t return the next year.

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artichoke424@reddit

My biology teacher told us he'd get us a monkey if we built the cage. He also was reading us for filth one day and said you guys just all fall flat on your face! And he did a face plant and pretended to be dead for a full 3 minutes on the classroom floor.

My 5th grade teacher played us Bob Dylan records every day with our heads down. She indoctrinated me in the best way and made me who I am today. ❤️❤️

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454_water@reddit

The freshman/sophomore football coach was a total pedophile and used his "coach" status to invite the players to his house and insist that they swim naked in his pool while he took pictures. He'd also take videos of the team taking showers.

And then one of his players blew up the pervert's car with a homemade pipe bomb.

The overall student reaction was abject disappointment that the pedophile wasn't int the car at the time.

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GrandPriapus@reddit

I had a 7th grade teacher who would let girls sit on his lap during group reading time.

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Previous_Wedding_577@reddit

Two guys were fighting in grade 9 math.. our teacher was a big burly ginger who played Rugby.

He broke up the fight, but to do that he grabbed Darcy the instigator and shoved him out the 2nd floor window and was holding him by the ankles.. that kid never mis behaved in his class again.

So I went to a military boarding school in Mississippi, so that may have influenced some of this, but:

Had a drunk male teacher w/stains on the belly of his shirt get INTO my seat/desk with me (a-12 y/o girl) when I made the mistake of asking him a question
All teachers kept wooden paddles hanging on their walls. Some had holes; some had names; all were regularly employed
Had a teacher w/aglass eye. He would pop it out & back in sometimes for fun.
Once, when I couldn’t stop laughing in class, he came in begin me and hit me so hard on the back w/the flat of his (big) hand that it knocked the wind out of me
I told my English teacher that his eyes were red (silly me had no idea what that actually meant), & he thanked me profusely before running off to sort them out
We dissected cats in biology
Same biology teacher, one day, right in the middle of his lecture, said, w/out skipping a beat in his cadence, “Mr. _____, put your penis back in your pants”
We had a smoking area at the school (late 80’s/early 90’s)
I ended up being the only student in the school who needed French II in 1990. So I was put into class alone w/that teacher. He would hack up loogies & then maintain eye contact w/me while he leaned over to spit them in the trash can next to his desk.
I put a “kick me” sign on his back one day, got caught pretty much instantly, & my punishment was cleaning all the toilets in the basement of the school 🤢
Same basement: the floor of the very old building this school was housed in was starting to cave in. Kids would jump on it like it was a trampoline. Eventually a big hole opened in it. They just cordoned that part off & we kept using the area. My locker was kind of angling down into it & the whole basement usually smelled like those bathrooms I’d had to clean. It always felt super safe & definitely legit down there!

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forkboy247@reddit

Back in the mid 80s.Drafting class in 10th grade. I brought a dirty joke book to class and got busted with it. Teacher decided to show the class how to use the automatic cutting machine and of course used the book. Proceded to chop it up into a bunch of little pieces then dumped it on the floor and made me clean it up.

Meanwhile a few of us were asked to draft up floorplans of all the schools in the district which would be hung in each of the respective schools. Came time for lettering with those rub-off letters. I told the teacher "FACULTY ROOM" wouldn't fit in the space. I was told to abbreviate it "FAC". Of course we ran out of the letter "C" on the ruboff sheets, so I just subbed a "G" in instead. He caught most of them unfortunately. He probably went back and scratched off part of the "G" on the ones he missed.

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HarveyMushman72@reddit

The history teacher/ football coach always had a huge dip in his lip and a spit cup on his desk. Everyone loved the guy. Kind, good teacher and a good coach. He's retired now, and I still see him around, and he remembers me some 30 years later.

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ironlocust79@reddit

I see the "30 years later" and think the story was from the 70s. Nahh...its my timeframe. 30 years ago was 95.

8th grade in Pa. We had mandatory swim class. I couldnt swim and still cannot to this day. My female teacher would "hold me up" to float and kick my legs with her one hand firmly on my cheeks. My dad was in the military, and we moved mid year. I had a paper to sign out of her class and she gave me a deep seductive "what if I dont let you go?"

A male 8th grade PE teacher (what is with all the PE teachers?) would stand behind the girls, so he could oogle our asses while we did our bent over toe touch stretches, and would say, “looks great from back here girls!” So gross.

I told my High School Male PE teachers, for 2 months straight, that I couldn’t participate because I had period cramps, and he let me sit on the bleachers - I still got an A. Mr. Clifford was such a pushover. He also taught Sex Ed.

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Our music teacher was a good guy, but he drank during the day and went through bouts of depression. I didn’t really know it then, but it’s clear now.

PE teacher in junior high played soccer/basketball/dodgeball/floor hockey with us and generally threw too hard, did slap shots, and roughed us up. He hit one of the girls in the face and broke her glasses in dodgeball. Come to think of it, he shoved me in floor hockey and broke my glasses. That guy hated glasses.

Same PE teacher required us to wear an athletic supporter (jock), but did nothing when bullies dropped your shorts during PE. Coed PE. That’s embarrassing.

Home Ec teacher would pull your hair if you talked out of turn. Just a mean and nasty lady.

Principal brought his rifle into school with him during deer season (it was unsafe to leave it in the truck).

Science teacher and math teacher were both pirating computer software left and right. Anything they could get their hands on.

The teachers got wrapped up in the Satanic Panic and tried to ban Ozzy Osbourne and D&D from the school. The school board put a stop to that because they were afraid of lawsuits.

The history teacher started a rumor that a guy in the grade behind me was gay, and the kid got beat up for it.

angel_4242@reddit

High school math teacher used to fling chalk at you to make sure you were paying attention. Erasers too

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screendead22@reddit

Pedophiles and Class A drugs

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Moody_GenX@reddit

I took a basic math class to fulfill my math requirements to graduate. I was joining the Army after graduation and didn't need Algebra 2 in my mind. The teacher really hated most of the kids in that class. Called us a bunch or losers and assholes on multiple occasions. Most of us cussed him out the last day of school.

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Ok-Explanation-9208@reddit

Had a PE teacher that called us “big dummies” when we didn’t get something right or were goofing off. That’s it. Nothing like the stories in reading here. Damn guys.

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PavlovaDog@reddit

In high school, there was a teacher who was known for dragging girls into the linen closet and having his way with them. My best friend who had his class warned me to stay out of the hallway. And then there was a female teacher who we called "the potty patrol" who used to stand outside the boys' restroom and peer in a certain angle so she could see the reflection in the mirrors of the boys peeing at the urinals. She was always checking out the guys. The restrooms didn't have doors. I don't know if that is normal for all schools.

There was also a few male teachers who would insist on giving birthday whippings to the boys. And male teachers who would drill holes in their paddles to make it more aerodynamic so it would hurt more. In middle school there was two teachers who got together on the weekends digging up Indian burial mounds then they would pass around the skulls with blunt force trauma wounds around to each kid. They would scream at you if you didn't hold it and pass it around and not caring one bit if the kid was Native American and that the teacher was disrespectful of the dead. In elementary school if you needed to go to the restroom the teacher punished you by making you write 250 sentences so we had to learn how to hold it for 8+ hours till we got home which became easy since we were not allowed to take more than 3 sips from the water fountain twice a day and one carton of milk at lunch. Oh and in high school there was a teacher who held "slave for the day" auctions of senior girls who were required to do what the boys who bought them said to do which apparently included sex.

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VioletTorch@reddit

80+ year old English teacher was allowed to continue to teach even with clearly onset dementia. One day, she got angry over something inane that a student said in class and then proceeded to pick up the scissors from her desk and throw at the student which barely missed the student's head by just a few inches. She was forced to finally retire after this incident

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LadybugCalico@reddit

Gr 6-8 male gym teacher was a perv. We has to wear a school tshirt for gym. Every student had to wear their own (name was written on the hem of the tshirt). The gym teachers would do random checks to ensure kids had their own shirts on. The female gym teacher would just have each student flip over the hem of the shirt. Male gym teacher would pull the shirt all the way up past the bra strap He would also walk into the girls change room "looking" for the female gym teacher

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daddyjohns@reddit

My third grade teacher circled our desks like a giant round table. She would play guitar and we would sing, several times throughout the day. She challenged us to be fun and nice to one another and gave out small gifts to contributors. Everyone loved her in our class.

There were complaints from a couple of parents that had a kid in our class and a kid in a traditional class. Especially when our tests were all higher. Eventually, they complained enough that the principals watched Miss Karen enough to catch her smoking grass in her car one afternoon. Did other teachers smoke grass in their cars, yes. Did they single out Miss Karen? yes.

In my tiny town of 7500, we unfortunately had a few teachers who behaved badly on a regular basis.

My 4th grade teacher "liked me so much" that I didn't do a single thing the entire school year except pet our classroom rabbit. In front of everyone else. It was so weird and very awkward. She was rumored to be into the dark arts and behaved very strangely almost all the time.

My 5th grade teacher (at the same school) had a very short temper and once pushed one of my classmates against a locker by his neck. It wasn't the first time this kind of thing happened. Years later, he was fired from the district.

My high school algebra teacher would make you go to the front of the class and do the problems when she knew for a fact you had no idea how to. Public shaming was her method of scaring kids into learning. Which didn't work, I might add.

My volleyball coach in jr. high was notorious for being a total dick. At the time, I was one of his starters and his best server. I broke the bone in my elbow at school--I couldn't straighten my arm at all. It was excruciatingly painful. I went to him to tell him I had to go to the doctor and couldn't practice. His response was to grab my arm, straighten it our as hard as he could, and tell me "You're fine, get changed." I was immediately in tears and he just laughed. I can still remember the pain.

I played softball all my life and was a pitcher. In high school, I was pitching to my best friend, who was sitting in for another catcher. She caught the ball wrong and the ball popped her finger completely out of socket. Our coach walked over to her, told her not to look, and ripped her finger back into position. We're 47 now and she still can't bend it all the way.

There are more instances but I'm keeping this short-ish.

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jacobsmyboy@reddit

Corporal punishment in middle school. San Antonio, Texas.

Teachers paddled us with wooden paddles - solid and with small holes. Oh! And you had a choice, take the lick on the butt or the upper part of your hamstring. Brutal, right?

A teacher made me stand in a corner holding dictionaries with my arms extended. F'n asshole. Mr. Bishop. I won't ever forget him.

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New-Hedgehog5902@reddit

Our 7th grade teacher was definitely an alcoholic and it was well-known, by students, admin, co-workers and parents, that her coffee cup never contained coffee, even at 10 am. Nothing was ever done. She did her time and she was in Chicago Public School union.

Another teacher would crack you on the top of your skull with his college ring. You would see stars. It would be considered assault these days, and I don’t doubt some of the repeated cracks probably concussed a few kids.

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purple-otters@reddit

We had the "Black Hole of Calcutta". This Hungarian teacher shoved misbehaving students under the desk and could get 3-4 under there. We found it humorous.

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Decisions_70@reddit

We had a history teacher who allowed students to buy grades with baseball cards.

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North_Artichoke_6721@reddit

My older brother had a teacher who stabbed our neighbor friend in the arm with a pencil.

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Inevitable-Serve-713@reddit

Not a teacher, but I was in an evening daycare at an undisclosed USAF AFB one night when my parents went to the movies, I was probably 3 or 4.

We all were made to lay on cot mattresses on the floor in this classroom, lights out, with a TV mounted in the corner as the only illumination.

I felt so bad for the kids who were crying because the attendants would hit them with belts to make them stop.

We never went back, and I don’t recall if my parents succeeded in escalating it up the chain.

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Step_away_tomorrow@reddit

Our middle school gym teacher make a joke over a developing girls chest for all to hear. We were sitting on the floor and he did a roll call. When he got to Celeste he called her abundanza and made a big boob gesture in front of his chest. So gross. I feel bad for that poor 12 year old girl.

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MrBiscotti_75@reddit

Around 1988 or 1989, ( my sophomore ) some kid was giving attitude to the PE teacher who punched the kid and knocked him out. At the time it was funny, but no one cared

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limitless__@reddit

Our PE teachers took us to a performance and afterwards we stopped at a local pub and we all got wasted and the PE teachers dropped us off at home on the bus.

Sir_Magus_Canada@reddit

My Dad was a teacher and in 1980 or so I went to his school and saw his classroom. He had an ashtray there with a few butts in it. I asked him if he was allowed to smoke there and his reply was "as long as the window is open and you are done fifteen minutes before the kids come in it's fine".

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cosmicdantzer@reddit

Art teacher in 6th grade threw (an albeit annoying) kid against the lockers and yelled in his face. That was pretty scary to watch even though corporal punishment was still acceptable.

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dr_deb_66@reddit

Ca. 1981, 9th grade social studies teacher who would hit each girl on the ass with his ruler as they walked into his classroom. 11th grade drivers ed teacher who would put his hand on the girls' knee and slowly move it north if the girl didn't say anything. PE teacher who got a 10th grader pregnant (rumor had it, but it seemed at the time to be common knowledge).

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dr_deb_66@reddit

Also, in second grade, the PE teacher let all the girls in the class chase and dogpile one of the boys because he was being an obnoxious little shit. As one of the girls, I thought it was hilarious, but that poor boy might not have thought so.

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Demented-Alpaca@reddit

Just think about the teachers that threw chalk filled erasers at kids in class.

You'd be sitting there fucking off or whatever and then BAM, you're hit in the face with a flying object and surrounded by a huge cloud of dust and can't really breathe... and that was totally normal.

Senior year my biology teacher kept dating the senior girls. All to hide the fact that we was gay. (Also, nobody believed he was into those girls, we all knew his deal.) But hey, gotta protect the cover story so whatever. Made it hard for us guys to get a date for a while though...

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nutmegtell@reddit

Class of 86.

Spanish teacher drank a cup of wine after lunch every day in class.

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In 9th grade Civics class. A kid wouldn't stop talking in class. The teacher made him stand up then threw his desk out the window. Then made him stand where his desk was for the rest of the class.

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HoopoeBirdie@reddit

There’s one memory I have of my 6th grade science teacher ‘disciplining’ a kid in 7th grade who was always acting up. My class was lined up in the hall to go somewhere for some reason, and the 7th grader walked by and maybe made a snide remark. The teacher grabbed him by the neck, shoved him to the wall, and I shit you not, put her knee between his legs.

He looked SO embarrassed, his face was all red and his eyes were darting around; I can still see the smirk on her face. She was like 45 and he was maybe 13, it was revolting and even though I didn’t know what it was at the time, I legit think she got off on it. No one said a damn thing. I’m still weirded out by it and I’m a bit older than she probably was at the time.

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magdocjr@reddit

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Extension_Excuse_642@reddit

Had one teacher in 5th grade who threw chalk. Almost hit a kid in the eye. We made up buttons that said "I was targeted by Mr Anderson".

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peewinkle@reddit

Many forms of abuse; I have what is now known as ADHD but they didn't know that what that was then. I've been locked in a coat closet for the entire school day, even being served lunch in it. I've been hit with objects ranging from a classroom pointer stick to a copy of the yellow pages. A Lutheran school, too, fucken Christians. I was also sexually abused in the Cub Scouts.

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Ewendmc@reddit

The tawse (belt), throwing a wooden blackboard duster to the head. Grabbing your ear and propelling you along the corridor. Using a paddle on you.

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One-Annual8058@reddit

Senior year, our US Government teacher had to step out in the hall during a test and gave us a short speech on the way out about how we should not cheat, and mumbled something about that we had better be good people and get "right with the Lord." I guess he thought it was okay to say that.