Your Weirdest Teacher
The strangest teacher at my school used to practice his lessons at night. We'd watch through the classroom windows as he did his entire lesson, complete with questions to the class and telling off misbehaving students.
Were your teachers as strange? Of course they were...
( , Wed 9 Nov 2005, 13:43)
The strangest teacher at my school used to practice his lessons at night. We'd watch through the classroom windows as he did his entire lesson, complete with questions to the class and telling off misbehaving students.
Were your teachers as strange? Of course they were...
( , Wed 9 Nov 2005, 13:43)
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A selection of teachers
PRIMARY SCHOOL - Mrs Hamilton. She made me sit at the desk infront of hers with one of the naughty kids and told my mum I was obsessed with sex and babies! I was about 6 at the time and didn't have an inkling of the word sex, let alone what it involved.
Mrs Thomas - she also had me sit right infront of her desk (a pettern emerging? I wasn't a naughty kid just a bit loud). She hated me for some unknown reason. Became Mrs Petchey when she married a bloke who was Peter Sutcliffes' double.
Mr Grange the caretaker - murdered one of the pupils and stuffed her body in the school bin.
MIDDLE SCHOOL - Mrs Ballinger, she hated me with a passion and banned me from a school trip to a museum because I dropped my gingerbread man on the floor during class (i'd been sneakily eating it during lesson). The reason she hated me was because of the "warning" that came with my report from my primary school. I'd love to have read that warning as like i'd said i was loud but not a naughty child. Told my mum at parents evening that she hated me. my mum was not best pleased and complained about her though nothing came of it.
Mr Jones - jolly welsh bloke who was my tutor in the 4th year. at the school summer fete he crouched down on the ground to have a go on a bowling stall and revealed a very hairy arse to the class.
HIGH SCHOOL - Mr Gordon. wore a cream pvc jacket and died his hair a peach colour. Dirty lech, i was his star pupil until when on a school trip to Shropshire I called him a dirty pervert and told him to fuck off. He hated me after that and ensured I failed my IT GCSE.
COLLEGE - i can't think of the guys name but he taught us Finance. He was a weedy little mouse type bloke with glasses and kept threatening to walk out if we didn't shut up. One lesson he did walk out, not only from the lesson but from the College and we never saw him again.
( , Sun 13 Nov 2005, 15:09, Reply)
PRIMARY SCHOOL - Mrs Hamilton. She made me sit at the desk infront of hers with one of the naughty kids and told my mum I was obsessed with sex and babies! I was about 6 at the time and didn't have an inkling of the word sex, let alone what it involved.
Mrs Thomas - she also had me sit right infront of her desk (a pettern emerging? I wasn't a naughty kid just a bit loud). She hated me for some unknown reason. Became Mrs Petchey when she married a bloke who was Peter Sutcliffes' double.
Mr Grange the caretaker - murdered one of the pupils and stuffed her body in the school bin.
MIDDLE SCHOOL - Mrs Ballinger, she hated me with a passion and banned me from a school trip to a museum because I dropped my gingerbread man on the floor during class (i'd been sneakily eating it during lesson). The reason she hated me was because of the "warning" that came with my report from my primary school. I'd love to have read that warning as like i'd said i was loud but not a naughty child. Told my mum at parents evening that she hated me. my mum was not best pleased and complained about her though nothing came of it.
Mr Jones - jolly welsh bloke who was my tutor in the 4th year. at the school summer fete he crouched down on the ground to have a go on a bowling stall and revealed a very hairy arse to the class.
HIGH SCHOOL - Mr Gordon. wore a cream pvc jacket and died his hair a peach colour. Dirty lech, i was his star pupil until when on a school trip to Shropshire I called him a dirty pervert and told him to fuck off. He hated me after that and ensured I failed my IT GCSE.
COLLEGE - i can't think of the guys name but he taught us Finance. He was a weedy little mouse type bloke with glasses and kept threatening to walk out if we didn't shut up. One lesson he did walk out, not only from the lesson but from the College and we never saw him again.
( , Sun 13 Nov 2005, 15:09, Reply)
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