I don’t even know why she did this, maybe she really did misinterpret or maybe she made this up for whatever reason. I have dealt with some really interesting teachers in middle school and in sophomore year.
This teacher either left or got fired, but the bell rang. I (skipped kindergarten, was 14 years old) was talking about watching a movie with my friend.
All of a sudden, the teacher told me to come see her before we walked to the buses.
She said she heard me say that I was going to “talk to my 19-year-old boyfriend Russell” and that she was worried about me.
She then said she looked through my phone, as I left my backpack in the special education room, and she said she saw a contact named “Russell” (I do not have a contact named that).
She then called my parents and my aunt and uncle found out because my dad told them.
My aunt never really liked me, but she wouldn’t stop talking about how the teacher never lies and that I probably do have a 19-year-old boyfriend.
I never spoke to any 19-year-olds named Russell, or any 19-year-olds at that, or any Russells, let alone date any.
I was born in Soviet Union and grown up in Italy. Teachers lied and misintepreted my behaviour and my words a lot.
And now you’re trying to deny it to us too! Come on OP!
But seriously, that’s so fucked on so many levels (going through your phone is fucked by itself). I’ll not assume your gender, but I’ll assume the people around you inventing Russell were heteronormative, and that this is yet another unique way in which women can be harassed that is hard for men to even wrap their head around. I’m sorry you had to deal with this, that is truly unacceptable behavior on their part.
I was a girl then, now genderfluid transmasc :)
No Quite what you meant, but for 5 years, we had a math teacher, Dr Mohamed Kahn. I never had him, but pretty much everyone said he was horrible. Rude, incredibly sexist, and often didnt know the precalc he was meant to be teaching.
Eventually, this came to a head, when he failed a girl on her test, she claimed her answers were right, and he said something along the lines of, what does it matter? If you want an A ill just give you a 100 for the year if you want- you’re a woman, so you’re just wasting time in school before you’re old enough to get married’
That was enough to get people talking, and provoke a response. Which came from one of the kids parents, a cop, doing an actual background check. It turned out there was a Dr Mohamed Kahn, with degrees is Mathematics and education from Oxford who graduated in 1983. But as you can imagine, he was not teaching at a public school in a small town in rhe US. With a few phone calls, the detective parent was able to reach him, at the school in GB he was teaching at. Turns out, the principals idea of a background check had been to call the numbers listed as references on his resume, and confirm with Oxford that they had infact graduated a Dr Mohamed kahn in 1983, and that was it.
We dont know what tipped him off, but the next Monday, he was paged to the office, and just took off. Over the next decade, there were reports of one of his students or a other running into him, and calling the police, usually spotting him working at some convenience store or another around the area, but they’ve never caught up to him.
I don’t know. The first 2 decades of my life are not considered canonical.
My second grade teacher told me that negative numbers don’t exist.
She was trying to communicate that you can’t have a negative quantity of something (pencils in this case) but I had just learned about negative numbers in my own time and her words indicated that the concept wasn’t real, even if that wasn’t her intent. At the time, I found the exchange very upsetting.
When I was a kid : no, nothing that I remembered
However I’ve worked in school, working with kid at diner time, etc. One day my « manager » come see me and say « hey, tribble, it’s seems that you don’t clean behind yourself when you use a room » (which wasn’t true but turn out that a teacher was angry at me because I’ve cut some paper at his chair). Fine I’ll be careful, etc, etc. Months later a teacher confiscated a toy to one of my group’s kid and locked it in his desk (the toy was one of mine and come from my budget), the teacher acted outside of his hours. I go asked the toy back, not to give it to the kid but to put it back where it go, teacher say « I’ll do it when I’m finished » ok no problem, bye good night.
Weeks later my manager ask me to see her in her office « Tribbles we have complaint about you … yada yada yada »
There’s 3 or 4 pages of complaints on me, first time I heard most of them but there’s the paper one blow out of proportion at the point that’s is laughable and the toy’s story where the professor alleged that I nearly menaced her. That was so unbelievable, they were so enfantine about it.
The toy was a finger skate 🛹
Wow, that’s whack. Have you ever considered trying to track down that teacher and ask her what the fuck?
Worst that happened to me was I was chewing on the inside of my cheek and my teacher thought it was gum, and made me spit nothing into the trash can
This was… mmm, 3-ish years ago as I now have graduated high school. I know, it was terrible :,)
Some teachers want to make students’ lives better. A few teach because they failed at something. Without knowing a thing about you and assuming your story is fact, it’s possible your teacher is jealous of you and invented some slights to hold against you and it went too far.
I once embarrassed a computer teacher and he made up lies about me. Nothing sexual though. I did have to deal with him on his terms. It wasn’t fair but being a kid usually isn’t. I won though. I graduated, I moved on.
Sorry to hear that, that’s messed up.
My worst doesn’t come close. We were being chatty in class as usual and our teacher made us do 20 minutes of silent time. Kid next to me whispered something indistinct in my ear and I asked “What?”. Teacher noticed and gave me afterschool detention, where I proceeded to cry until mom picked me up since I was afraid I’d ruined my “permanent record” over the matter. I tried to explain at first, but the teacher said she didn’t hear the other student, who got off scot-free.
Mom believed me though and treated me to ice cream that afternoon.
I went to a hippy private school for a couple years at the end of elementary/ begining of middle school.
Had an acquaintance from the public schools who was trying it out to see if she wanted to join for the spring semester.
There was a pretty random activity going on that day (tldr is potluck style turkey stuffing had devolved into eating candy while ruining spaghetti squash)
So we’re filed into the room, and go grab a seat at the art room 4 tops. The teachers hand us each a squash, then a random bowl of candy. My friend is looking at me preplexed and asks what’s going on.
The teacher, now ready to go over the activity shushed her, and says “i dont know how they do it in the public schools, but here, we raise our hand when we want to talk.” And starts her explanation.
My friend, annoyed at the teachers snide remark, raises her hand in the air, and says, talking over the teacher, “if dont know who raised you ms M, but its rude to interrupt people! I was talking to my friend and you butted in… then turning to me, now, as I was saying, AxExRx, What the FUCK is going on here?”
Teachers something like that a lot to me and my sibling, because we were from the „poor divorced family“. It started when they would accuse my single parent of sexually abusing us, like even stopping us in our freetime and getting us to „confess“
Like accusing us preteens of running a extensive secret harassment campaign, which turned into a witch hunt, where even parents of other kids tried to run us over with a car once and students sexual harassing my sibling.
