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I used to believe that teachers cut off student's fingers with the fans they kept in the front of the classroom if they were caught using them for addition.
In Kindergarten, one of the teachers at my school died in a car accident. This happened around the same time as the Challenger Disaster, and it wasn't until my teens that I realized the teacher that died in the shuttle was not from my school.
When I was in preschool I used to think all of my teachers were robots. I couldn't understand how they never went to the bathroom when I was constantly raising my hand asking to go pee. I always watched them very closely during nap time. All the teachers would gather around and talk. I was certain that if I could just get a good look at the back of their heads I would be able to see an on/off switch to confirm my suspicions.
I've always possessed a sharp memory, even of certain events from when I was 2 years old.
Back when I was 3 I remember hearing a conversation between two staff members.at my pre-school.
There was a guy who had been working there who suddenly was gone and one of them said "he'd been "fired".
I remember thinking that he was burned at the stake or something.
Why a 3 year old would have seen a visual depiction of "burning at the stake" is beyond me, but thinking back now when I heard the term "fired" that was always what came to mind.
When I was in kindergarten our teacher asked each of us what our favorite color was. Whe she came to me I proudly stated that camouflage was my favorite. After an extensive argument my parents were called to come pick me up from school. Camouflage is still my favorite color.
When I was in primary school there was this teacher called Mr S. Everyone said that when you were in his class and you were bad, he'd hang you up on the coat-hook on the back of his door. He did threaten to 'hang us from on high' a couple of times, so it was partly his own fault we believed this.
i dont really know why this happened, cos the teacher was seemed pretty normal before this occured. i said to my friend at primary school "i have a bun", he ran off and said to the teacher that i said "bum" and she gave me a lecture. i was 7.
When I was in preschool, I once asked a teacher who was vacumning the carpet whether or not a small child like me could be sucked up by the vacumn machine. She, having either misheard me or having thought it was a stupid question, responded with a "yes."
For the next year or two, I would always leave the room when any vacumn was being used.
I got in trouble once in school for rolling my eyes around while the teacher was talking. She told me that I was unscrewing my eyeballs and if I wasn't careful they would fall out. I got sent to the principals office after that - I was afraid after what my teacher told me- so of course I screwed my eyes around the other way...
I am one of those people who think my school PE teacher WAS a paedo and used to recount it until i visited this site...
I used to believe teachers were slaves to the school, and once school was done, the book shelfs would lift up, and beds, lights, couches, and other things awaited them, than in the morning they woke up and walked in.
when about 7 or 8 we were told that if you thought really hard about 2 things at the same time your brain would explode, this was by a teacher as well
I used to believe that my PE teacher was a paedophile, and that he used to spy on us in the showers. I was told this by my brother who swore blind it was true. It was only when I got to university that I realised every single school in Britain has an alleged paedophile who teaches PE and spies on the pupils in the showers. Unfortunately some people still think their school PE paedo was actually a school PE paedo, and insist on recounting it like it's in some way unusual.
In the first year at junior school our scary teacher Miss Brander used to threaten to have us thrown into kindergarten if we misbehaved. I though this was an actual garden and envisaged a big pit made of dry earth, inhabited by miserable children. The prospect petrified me.