Hey teacher. Leave those kids alone.

[walrusjk]

Any one have a nightmare teacher? Mine was Mr.Griffin. This guy looked for ways to kick your ass. It was the 70's in Ontario Canada but this guy tossed a guy out of his class while he was in his desk! No lie...

[bcddjjsc690]

walrusjk,

we had a teacher in our elementary school who would turn his high school ring around and then slap you on the top of the head , we had lots of sadistic teachers back then (late 60's - early 70's) ,depending on the situation ,they usually got away with it.
One teacher put her hands on me in 1st grade (1969), she pulled my chin and pinched my cheeks , and not in a cute way .She was yelling at me .She made me stay in from recess ,and when She went to the teachers room to get a cup of coffee, I split and ran home .
The next day my father brought me to school ,got the teacher and the principal,and then told my teacher
"Don't ever touch my son again,If you were a man I would take you outside right now ,(basically threatening her with a beating )
I didnt' know it at the time, but years before , the same teacher had pulled my sisters hair.

Well she never touched me again , I saw her about ten years ago , she still remembered me.And that was a public school , most of the horror stories my friends told me about school were parochial school, nuns with rulers and shit

[hellifiknow]

bcddjjsc690,

Mrs. Derry was a very large, very ill tempered third grade teacher, her husband operated a dairy and always dropped her off/picked her up in a old pick up truck pulling a cattle transporter. Being a large woman around third graders and getting picked up by a cow trailer might explain her ill temper, anyway when the teacher blew the whistle at the end of recess everybody was supposed to get in lines on this big slab of concrete where the steps were going up to the door...when the whistle blew we was so far across the playground that I was one of the last ones running up to get in line but the sand of the playground had overlapped the concrete so instead of stopping I skidded right into the back of the long line of kids waiting to go inside...I can still see it, those kids went down just like dominoes and the first thing I saw when the kid at the front of the line fell was Mrs D, and she seen me too. I'm sure her intentions were to grab me by the neck and make me face the wall but luck was on my side and she ended up ramming my face into a brick wall, there was blood everywhere and when she turned loose I hauled ass and jumped the playground fence and ran home to my mama but Mrs.D left school before mom could get there and scalp her.

[walrusjk]

hellifiknow,
I was in 3rd grade, attending Catholic school in Bartlesville Oklahoma. Danny Jacobey and I were kept after class for some mortal sin. Sister Andrea was our teacher and just as Danny's mom walked in the class the sister broke a ruler over his head! Danny's mom freaked out and that sister got all scared. I was sitting there with my mouth open about a foot...

[walrusjk]

Ew I got a bad one. Mr. Papple my 8th grade art teacher was a flaming gay guy. No doubt about it. Just way out there. I was playing little league baseball with my buddy Jerry when Mr. Papple walked up and said hi. Jerry emmiadiately shut up and got a weird look of disgust on his face. After Mr.Papple left I asked Jerry what that was all about and he tells me this story how Papple invited him to his sister's cottage and molested him! Slept in the same bed with him and woke up with Papple playing with his dick! This totally freaked me out and this bugger got away with it!

[bcddjjsc690]

hellifiknow,

you jumping the fence , I knew aa kid , he was portugese
, we had handful a foriegn speaking kids , all through school , we coped pretty good ,
Well he sometimes would get into an argument with a teacher and it was usually when we were outside ,He would then run home by jumping the fence , That shit impressed the hell out of us at 7 or 8 ,

I snuck down the hall , and walked out the front door , then sprinted once outside ,when I left

[Appaloosa]

walrusjk,
i had a shop teacher an the only thing i made all year was a gun rack an i sanded it whenever he went by an it was one of the smoothest gun racks you ever did see..my mother made me take shop every year an the teacher said if i showed up the next year he would give me swats ...he told this one other guy that too....so the next year he called both of us in the back room an gave us swats...with a pine paddle he made in shop an it had little holes in it for speed.?. or heat.?.what i dont know

[hellifiknow]

Appaloosa,
"one of the smoothest gun racks you ever did see"...
our 7th grade shop teacher signed my yearbook "To The Mean Machine" (The Longest Yard was a big hit that year) and it seemed like he always showed up when the police had me handcuffed to a chair or something, once just for beating a couple guys with my shop project, the police said it was a piece of 2X4 but cops aint got no imagination and couldn't recognize a lamp when they saw one...

but that incident gained me one of the best and most loyal friends I've ever had, I don't know if Ricky felt sorry for me or what but after that he was always there and sometimes was the object the police had me handcuffed to...he spent three years being called a "uncle tom" by his friends and I was a "%$&@*$ lover" according to mine but none of them could whoop us...well until about halfway through the ninth grade when Rickys dad got transfered and I spent the rest of the year getting my ass kicked by everybody in that damn school.