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Being an academic freak, I used to think that teachers had the power to transfer their superhuman intellect to us students. So, one day when I was in grade 3, I went around the school asking teachers for their autographs so that if they liked me, they would make me smart.
When I was in kindergarten the teachers told us not to go in the "teacher bathroom". All it really was was a handicapped bathroom and it just had more space. Well our bathrooms were totally closed off (you couldn't see over, under, or from the sides) so I just thought they had a secret little "teacher place" in the "teacher bathrooms" with things like a restaurant, spa, etc. and they were trying to keep it a secret from us.
When I was in the 1st or 2nd grade, the nun told the class that if we wore our boots in the classroom it would harm our eyesight. I think I was an adult for a long time before I came to suspect it wasn't true. (Maybe it is.)
I guess I had it in my head that teachers were always at school and didn't have lives like us "normal" people. When I was in second grade I saw my teacher at the grocery store and it was so strange seeing her in a "normal" place like that.
I use to believe that the teacher is evil because they will turn me into a frog, if you are not behaving good.
i used to think teachers never go shopping untill i saw my teacher at school boy was i suprised!
when I was small (primary age) I thought that when we went home teachers cleaned up then sat down at a desk and just stayed there untill we came back.At the time I thought it all seemed absoulutely believable. I didn't think any different untill a teacher mentioned his wife.
I used to believe that teachers had sex with each other to create new teachers as they all seemed the same and that way they would always be smart.
I used to believe that my teachers didn't poop.
It was the first day of school at a new school in 6th grade. my history teacher told us that in all the smoke detectors there were cameras so when he lfet the room he could still see us so none of us ever talked or made any noise when our teacher left the class
I used to believe that teachers were a separate species, immune to feelings and every day problems. I didn't think they ever got sick. Now that I'm a teacher, I see that some beliefs never die!
I used to believe that my fourth grade English teacher was a murderer. All the "big kids" told stories about her to scare us. It didn't help either when she would get mad and yell "If you don't get quiet right now, I am going to rip all your heads off!"
My kindergarten teacher used to get facelifts. My older brother told me that kids weren't supposed to know (and he would get in trouble for telling me), but when someone gets a facelift, their face is replaced with a new one. Many years later, I asked my parents. Of course, my brother doesn't remember telling me that...
I used to believe that teachers, along with parents, and people in office were a different species. I also thought that dogs were the same species as kids. I held that belief until I was 10. Strangely enough, I was a straight A student.
One day when I was nine I really annoyed my mother. She told me then that she did not know how my teacher could stand being around thirty third-graders all day; if she were a teacher there would have to be a keg in the teacher's lounge. I got curious and asked my teacher the next day if there really WAS a keg in the teacher's lounge. The next parent-teacher conference was not pleasant.
I used to believe that teachers built missiles when they went to the teachers lounge.
As a kid (and up until I was about 11) I believed that teachers were not actually allowed to have kids of their own. No idea where this came from or why it lasted so long. (I'm now a teacher!!)
When I was about eight, I thought that all teachers had bad breath. My mom said, "What's teacher's breath?" Turns out that every teacher I had had up until then was a smoker. I just thought it was part of being a teacher.
When i was in infant school we all used to eat our lunch in the classroom. One day my mum had given me iced gems to eat. on the back there was always a compatition. I would read the question on the back and shout out the answer as loud as i could. The teacher would ask me what i was doing. I told her that if i shout the answer loud enough the invisible camberas that secretly watched us all the time would hear me and i would win the prize.
I thought all teachers in school were married to each other