What were you school principals/vice principals like?

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In elementary school we had Ms. Bissell (sp?) who was old school and I didn't know much about her... for a vice Ms. Keeley, who was nice and talkative and okay I guess... then we had Ms. Andrews (a tall tall black woman who was okay and diplomatic) for a principal and then a different vice... then we had Diana or Diane Patterson (another diplomatic, okay person) for a principal and Norm Horner for a vice... Horner was such a nice guy... diplomatic and old-school, handsome and well-dressed, and very male... people made fun of his last name (Mr. Horny) and sometimes when he was turned around mimed shoving their middle finger up his ass, but when I did that I did it purely as a joke on his name, not on him. I loved him as a principal. I even had a crush on him.


In the school I went to in grades 7 and 8, I had Sister Joanne Dion... my dad looked at her picture and said she looked like a round pumpkin and said jokingly, "Why don't you go up to her and say, Hey, Sister Joanne! You look like a pumpkin!" He laughed at her looks, though he found them adorable. For a vice: Mr. Allan Tabatchnick (sp?). Nice, diplomatic, listened enough.


In the school I went to in grades 9 and 10 we had Susan Wynn for a principal-- she tried to hide the bad stuff that went on in the school-- and James "Jim" Wallach, who was from Brooklyn, still had the Brooklyn accent, only principal who had the patience or the nerve or whatever to stay at that school long-term... brought his drug-sniffing god to school to sniff the lockers... was in the Vietnam war, after being in a dangerous Brooklyn high school with metal detectors because kids were bringing knives to school... he had a baseball scholarship but couldn't go because he was drafted... had PTSD after it... joked about the losers of the school... funny. Nice guy. He once noted that the two girls who skipped school wanted to be a doctor and a lawyer. They came in late and he said, "The doctor and the lawyer." He said that if he had just been bashed up and broken every one of his bones, and was brought into the ER on a stretcher, and someone said to him, "Don't worry, Dr. MacPolland will be there in a moment to operate on you", he would get up off that stretcher and run home! He loved New York and took grade 10 students there every year.

In grade 11, at another school, we had Mr. Hatfield as a principal... he was nice, diplomatic, British and I never met him.

I forget who the principal was at the school I went to in grade 12, but I don't think I ever met him/her. The vice was a really nice guy tho; diplomatic, didn't take it personally and punish or yell at you if you skipped school, offered helpful suggestions.

I don't remember elementary too well, but middle school was fine. Once I remember being called in for 'bullying' another student. What had happened was she was calling me a whore ect. because I was dating a man online. I was sitting only a few chairs down and listened for a few minutes before getting up, and smacking her on the back of the head as I walked by. She went to the princible crying and saying I had attacked her for no reason. The princible told her if I was so violent as to assault another student without cause I would have been in her office at least once before then.

In high school, both princibles were bad, and when the regular pricible retired and the vice moved up it only got worse. A counseler named Ms. Scoggins became assistant princible and she was horrible! One thing in paticular I remember, when a verbal fight broke out in the halls between two girls. One was pregnant, and to break it up Ms. Scoggins took this three months pregnant girl by the neck, and slammed her into a locker.

The last principal of my school was Sister Maria Leonor. And older woman, who had an "ideal grandma" vibe to her. The only thing missing was the flying umbrella.

I was more mentally bullied than physically bullied at school (ladies-only, catholic, strict school), and I took it all. When I couldn't take it anymore, I tore up a paper that belonged to a group work, because I ended up doing it all, and they kicked me out of the group. And then, a girl continued to nag me and I kicked her (needless to say, I wasn't bullied anymore, they all got scared of me). Sister Maria Leonor glossed over it (yay!), but the discipline coordinator called my dad and told him what I did. When I got home, he took me for a huuuge chocolate ice cream.

The principal in primary school was a dumbass. The one in high school was alright, but I didn't have anything to do with her.

In early elementary school, I had a female principal who was very nice.

My principals from third through eighth grades were idiots. They were very weak figures who did nothing to stop the bullying until my mother finally confronted them about it.

My high school principal was good.

cool!

I had very good teachers/principals all the way to College (17 years old). Almost all the teachers 'till High School where female, many of them where catholic nuns.

There was the occasional strict nun, but in general I have very good memories of all of them

A drug-sniffing god? Was it Keith Richards?

Most of my principals have been alright, as principals go... the last one I had in high school was this sort of flamboyant creep. He would always make these creepy comments about how nice and 'fabulous' my hair looked (I was not the only victim of this).