Have Teachers Been Your WorsT Bullies?

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In elementary school I had a teacher that always criticized for my messy handwriting and other things. I did a few bad things rebelling against her and ended up in a “anger management” class. That teacher was the worst bully I had during that grade.

My teachers where terrible not all the teachers.

most of my teachers were nice peoples cos i was a quiet well behaved kid that u could classify as a teachers pet. I did not act like a teachers pet but according to some peoples around me if u behave in class u are a teachers pet.

anyway i had a teacher that was a pain to me, like interrupting me to say obvious things and trying to embarrass me when i was trying to do a book report. she also taught my nt brothers and one of my sisters and was a pain to all of them as well.

yes,i hate my life in school before college,my dad force me to study ,and school teacher also force me to study,i have no freedom to relax.

Yes. I had numerous teachers tell me that I was too hyper, one told me I needed to be drugged.

However, my all time favorite (complete sarcasm here) is the teacher who told me "Kristen you won't amount to anything."

gee thanks.

YES. My parents took me out of kindergarden becuase the teacher was an absoulte b*tch and couldn't stand me and was on an ego trip. I also had this weird obsession that zebras always had to be with giraffes and vice versa. For math we were given a worksheet with pictures of animals on it and one of those animals was a giraffe and there was no zebra.

I almost had a meltdown but instead I just drew a zebra. Some brat tattled on me and the teacher comes over with a red pen in her hand and crosses out my zebra like it was a wrong answer. I also was super hyper and could NOT sit still at all and that drove teachers crazy. I could not write my name and she tried to force me too so she could put it in a cardbord schoolbus thing I kept trying but "scribbling" wasn't good enough for her. I burst out in tears and by that time my mother had come to pick me up.

I tried to run to her and the teacher grabed me (grab me and you are asking for trouble) I kicked her and jumped into my mothers arms and turned on the waterworks and cried about what happened. My mother told me to wait in the hall and I could her talking and the teacher screaming. I never went back. I went to kindergarden the next fall at another school and with a misdiagnoses of ADHD and a Rx for Ritalin.

My teacher had a brother with severe mental retardation and so she understood. My frist grade teacher had a brother who's brother had Asperger's and she was my best teacher.

My mom still complaigns about my 2nd grade teacher and how she threatned to send me back to kindergarden because I could not color inside the lines (my avatar is a tribute to her) due to a undiagnosed seziure disorder. She also got mad at me for not doing things the "right way" and never showed me the right way in the first place.

By third grade my friends turned into the "prep" type and abondoned me so I was alone. My teacher purposly skipped the chaped in the science book about animals that I had been waiting sice fall to start becuase she knew that was the only thing I was good at.

My forth grade teacher put a bruise on my arm while taking me to the principal's office and my mom and I were talking so some people who came to out homeschool sale, the mother of a little boy said her kid had the same teacher and she left a brusie on his arm.

My elementary art teacher hated me. We once had to make these paper lantern things and when I asked for help she ignored me and then when it came out looking wrong she yelled at me. We also had to make paper from wet paper or something and she told us not to dump the mixture down the drain. The next class (which was a week later) I forgot because she hadn't said anyting and dumped it down the drain and she screamed at me.

Her sub hated me even more. The regualr art teacher had an obsession with Vincent VanGo and while we were with the sub we were supposed to read a paper about him. I asked if we would be drawing or painting anything and she put me in the courner. The next time she came, she walked in the door, looked at me, ponited at me and then at the corner.

I've been homeschooled since fith grade.
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I did have one completely nasty teacher. I was in the advanced English class in eighth grade. She was a monster. She didn't understand AS, or my special needs, wich i had an Individualized education plan for. She really just seemed to dislike me, and would grade me down when I NEW I had done well. a couple times she held me after and made me late for my next class which was PE. One time, she held me after to ask about an essay.I felt very uncomfortable with her tone, and as you know people with AS don't really like eye contact especially me. and she basically yelled at me, and I quote (it's stuck in my head...rather awful) she said "LOOK ME IN THE EYES when I SPEAK TO YOU. LOOK ME IN THE EYES!"

she also talked quite rudely to my mother and tried to make my mom feel stupid. My mom is in a profession where she does a lot of editing. she's been doing this her whole life. The teacher bad a bunch of false edits, and gave me a bad grade and when my mother complained, she tried to make her feel bad. and basically said she was better than her.

Talking about it does help, which I've only started to do this year.

And I agree. Teachers using their position to bully kids is just evil. I didn't even get the brunt of some of the worst nastiness either. One instructor (who didn't stay there long) in seventh grade flat out asked a boy if he was ret*d. He had brain damage, but, I think he was perceptive enough to know he'd just been insulted. That was just horrible. People like that (bullying teachers) have no business around kids. Even teenagers.

I've noticed coaches and PE instructors are the worst offenders. However, on a positive note, I did have one PE instructor who was the opposite of all other PE instructors. I have lousy coordination, can't catch a ball to save my life, can't do pull-ups, can't touch my toes. He made it very clear to me (probably seeing me struggle and getting humiliated) to just make an honest attempt, and if I couldn't do it, I didn't have to. Plus- come on. I'm a stick-figured 95 lbs weakling, not an athlete.

I've been very fortunate in that virtually every teacher I've had - bar one rather unpleasant English teacher who nobody liked, a sort of Severus Snape with a pudding bowl haircut - has been very fond of me. One of them - who also taught my younger brother, and forged a similar bond with him - even invited my family to his induction into the Catholic priesthood!

And when I left school, one of my Classics teachers also asked if I would give him some of my work to use as a teaching aid, which I thought was a massive compliment - he asked us to do comic-strip versions of Greek myths when we were younger, and he really liked mine. Hell, when we were doing A-Level studies (where you'd think he'd want us to be as serious as possible) he said "Do me a written summary... but if you want to do it as a comic strip, go right ahead" (knowing, of course, that I would be the only one to do so ).

In fact, the times when I was happiest at school were when I was in lessons...

one teacher I had kept putting my work in front of the class and making fun of it. It got so bad that i never did any homework for him and and i threw my classwork away. Then I was asked to hand in my coursework that I had thrown away and of course I did not have it so i put a few sentences together and gave it to him. I guess this reinforced his view that I am stupid. he told me to do it again. I was angry and I refused so he took me to the grade head and the grade head said I should drop the subject.

I hated that guy so much and it took extreme self control not to throw a chair at him or something. I actually wish i had done that.

He was a coward who inflated his self esteem by picking on kids. complete joke of a human being.

I don't remember any teachers being mean to me during grade school. There was one teacher in second grade who told me that the book I was working in was a "Think and Do" book, not a "Do and Think" book.

The first time I was ever told by a teacher that I wasn't going to amount to much in a law career was when I was taking a paralegal program and the director pulled me out and told me that I wasn't meant to work in the paralegal field, and that I should quit and go be a secretary or something. So I quit, but I enrolled in law school.

In law school I had a writing teacher who wrote in red all over my papers that, basically, my work was crap. It takes me some time to catch on to the way things are supposed to be done sometimes. If I'm taught how it's supposed to be done, I eventually get it. But I saved one of the papers where she wrote that my work was crap and that I should choose a different profession.

Then, when I finished law school, I was studying to take a bar exam. The tutor that I hired to help me told me during the third session that I didn't "get it", that there were basic principles I just wasn't getting that 1st year students understood. He said I should not try to take the bar exam, and I should just do long term study. He gave up on me. I later found out that of 11 students he was tutoring, only I and one other passed the exam.

It takes me time to get things, but once I get it, I get it. Just ignore the teachers.

It's odd because when I first read the question I thought, no, none of my teachers were mean, but then as I read other replies it all came back to me!

In primary school I was incredibly quiet and well-behaved. I was terrified of being spoken to by pretty much anyone so i kept my head down. As a result, my teachers all loved me because i was bright without being cocky. Then in Year 6 I got a "sporty" teacher who seemed to encourage the really bitchy girls and made fun of people who liked to read and stay at home. She humiliated me whenever she could and once drove me to an asthma attack.

In high school a similar thing happened, most of the teachers thought me very polite and hard-working. I would say that the ones who were horrible were usually horrible to everyone though. I don't think anyone picked on me specifically - well, no teachers anyway. Maybe they thought I had more than enough children bullying me.

I think college was probably the time when I felt like a few teachers "bullied" me. I kind of came out of my shell and a lot of people found me weird. I had teachers who said as much in front of everyone. I found it really hard because I looked up to a lot of them and was eager to please.