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I teach middle school and one of my seventh graders asked me if teachers had eyes in the back of their heads. I said no and asked her why she believed that and she told me that her second grade teacher said that and she's believed her since then.
when i was in kindergarden i belived that i would have the same teacher forever. that my teacher would move up to first grade and be my teacher forever. i never wanted to have a diffrent teacher.
I used to believe the teachers when they said we'd have to write in cursive a lot when we got older... Boy was I wrong.
When I was in sixth grade I was deathly afraid of my science teacher. I swear I thought she was out to get all of us. I thought she had a pet cobra hiding in her purse and a pet chimera (animal hybrid of mythology) hiding in her closet that she released on students giving her a hard time. I'd hide behind other students and COULD NOT manage to smile in that class AT ALL. And once I SWORE I saw that chimera roaming the halls (it was probably just another student or a teacher). I was reading about cryptozoology and was looking for chimera sightings thinking one of them was her letting her chimera outside. She gave me nightmares all the time. It took me six months to stop fearing her and to get over my belief in her evil pets.
that teachers lived at school in their classrooms.
In elementary school I used to think that when you got homework, you were doing the teachers work, like they were pushing thier work off on you, and when you did "thier" work wrong they punished you for being careless with thier work by giving you a bad grade!
At primary school, my female teacher had a large walk-in store cupboard that she called the Marmalizer. She used to imply that if you were naughty she'd put you in there and bad things would happen to you! I did get to go in there once, and nothing happened. I was just lonely and bored in a store cupboard until the end of class!!! But we were all scared to death of the Marmalizer. I used to believe that there were monsters or something in there!
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!!!