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I used believe that some teachers yelled so much that sometimes their tounges would turn into snakes.
I thought that there was a big warehouse/factory type place, miles and miles away, where substitute teachers went and would just wait; drinking coffee and chatting and such; for a teacher to call this place and say they would be out sick. A substitiute teacher would spring into action and drive seriously fast to school in order to be there before all the kids.
My son thought summers were granted to us so that the younger teachers could be taught by older teachers. Thus, they'd be ready to teach their students by the time school started again.
When I was in kindergarden my teacher would tell the class that she would be right back because she need to use the "rest room". I always thought that she was going to take a nap for a few minutes because whenever we had to pee we all called it the "bath room". After all, we all took naps every day so why shouldn't she? So next time you're tired, tell everyone that you need to go to the rest room and take a little nap.
I used to believe when I left school for the day, that the teachers were really robots and that they would plug themselves into the wall and recharge. They never left the school in my mind
I used to think that teachers were really the morally upstanding people that they pretend to be during class. I thought teachers did no wrong. So one day when I was in the grocery store and encountered my 4th grade teacher, with husband, in a bad mood I had the shock of my life. She obviously was having a fight with him or on pms. Anyway, my mom in I were in the frozen section and my teach and her man were looking at some meat. Mom told me to go say hello. I didn't really want to but started that way. when I got close to them I heard my teach say "I'm tired of this shit!" to her man. I froze and then ran back to my mom. I thought my teacher must have been beamed up by aliens and had her brain sucked out and replaced with a alien brain because no teacher would ever cuss. They always said cussing was wrong! the next day I was very scared in school because I thought the alien brained teacher was going to recognize me from the grocery store and realize they had been found out. She never said anything to me though. I now think that she was too mad and focused on what she was telling her husband to have even realized I was in the store. Either that or embaressed I was there. It wasn't until I was older that I realized teachers aren't morally perfect people but just regular peeps who try to put on a good act around small children.
i used to think that teachers were from another planet if i saw a teacher eating or drinking i was fascinated cuz he was acting human
at the school staffroom,i saw a new teacher marking her books. i went pass her and said hi but she didn't respond(as i said this very clearly,she won have problems hearing it)so from then on i thought all new teachers were deaf...0_o
I used to think the school lollypop lady was there to hand out lollys to the good children and hit the bad ones with their damn pole thing.
I belived teachers were ghost or could tranport themselves becuz I would turn my head and then back again and the teacher would be gone.
I used to think my best friend's head was a jawbreaker. Like the kind with different coloured layers inside of it.
I'm not exactly sure what led me to this conclusion, but I remember waking up from a dream and just knowing that Anna-Lee's head was a jawbreaker. I never told anyone that I knew, because I thought my grade primary teacher would eat her.
I think this fear stemmed from the fact that once my little sister found 20$ on the ground, on the way to school... and of course, when you're little, you trust the teacher. Paula told her she found it, and the teacher kept it. I remember how mad I was.
I never trusted Mrs. Macleod again. She took the money, so why wouldn't she eat Anna-Lee's head?
I used to think that adults could read minds. This was very embarrassing, because once, while taking piano lessons, being the little pervert that I was, I thought to myself how hot the teacher was. "SORRY! SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN THAT!" I yelled. She had no idea what I meant.
Raised as an only child, I used big words for my age and usually got the meaning right. However in 1st grade, I came home and told my parents that I had a prostitute teacher that day! My parents didn't set me straight, when I reached 4th grade I'm sure they wish they had. I insulted their company in when I found out the woman was a "substitute", I refused to sit by her and asked my parents why they would lask a woman who sold her body, to dinner. I got set straight that night!!!
When my friend started first grade, he had a principal named Mr. Kellog. A whole bunch of big kids started calling him Mr. Cornflake. And a couple of them even started singing whenever he walked by, "Frosted flakes are more than good. They're great!"
My friend thought that Mr. Kellog knew Tony the Tiger. He ran up to him one day and said, "Can you introduce me to Tony the Tiger?"
Mr. K thought that he was making fun of him and of course, he got in trouble.
On my first day of school ( I was 5) I was introuduce to the principal who was named Mr Baker. I asked him if he baked pies for all the kids on the play ground. I was disapointed to learn that was just his name and there would be no pie.
When I was in 4th grade, I had the meanest teacher. ( I'm not going to write her name for I fear she will find out. I'm scared because i'm in 5th grade and she's still in my school.) She would always have the blinbs closed. Once this guy next to me told me that he thought she was a vampier. Soon I belived this too. I still belive, even though I know vampiers aren't real.
When I was in elementary school, I thought the manhole covers on the playground were where the teachers - who were also aliens - lived when the students went home.
An elementary school nearby has a great big rock on the edge of the playground. The kids aren't allowed to climb on it, but of course everyone wants to, so some of the teachers call it "the poison rock," implying that if you touch it you will be poisoned. Other teachers refuse to go along with this ruse, so the kids all argue about whether the rock is poisonous, and they run and touch it if they're feeling really lucky...
When I was in the special needs unit at my school in year 2 in 1996, there was also another girl in year 4 who always caused quite a bit of a stir-up and was always getting into trouble. Quite often when she did something wrong, the special needs teacher would say "I'll kill her!", and I was wondering where the gun was. I told my parents that this teacher was going to kill this girl, and they said that it was only sarcasm. I wouldn't think that she'd kill anyone now, she was a very lovely lady.
my teacher had no life other than teaching us kids