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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
I used to think the janitor of my school was a serial killer . My friend believed the same thing and one day we went to his room to investigate. When we got there we heard chainsaw noises and we runned like out hell out of there.
I remember in the 2nd grade, the other kids would go up to the teacher and ask her a question and go through a door at the back of the room, and stayed gone for a few minutes and come back. I had no idea what they were doing in there or for that matter what they were asking the teacher. Curiosity got the best of me, so, I got in line behind a kid to ask the teacher what was behind the door. At the last minute, I heard, or thought I had heard the kid ask, "May I go to the register room?" I had no idea what a "register room" was, but, being a curious 2nd grader, I asked the teacher if I could go to the "register room". Well, apparently the teacher didn't listen past "may I go..." so, she said yes. Elated, I went to the back of the room, finally I was going to get to see what was behind that door that all the kids wanted to go through. I opened the door, and all I saw was a sink, mirror, and a toilet. Well, I didn't need to use the "Rest Room", so, I just went in there, and thought, "Rest Room, that's what those kids were asking... Rest Room... May I go to the Rest Room, NOT the Register Room." Well, I felt pretty stupid, but, at least, now I knew...
I used to believe that if you gave your teacher a hug, they would attatch a camera to your back and they would watch your every move. That's how they know everything about you.
Just last year (I was in 7th grade) my English teacher told me that she video taped all of her classes. I believed her, and was always super good in her class all year long. On awards day, I got the English award 'cause I was always on my best behavior in her class.
I used to think that school teachers are monsters, and they give you a lot of homeworks and projects. And if you don't do it, they take your guts and eat it.
I had a gorgeous young kindergarten teacher who I absolutely adored. A couple times during the school year, she showed up not looking like her beautiful self and seemed kind of grouchy. I was always very suspicious of her on these days because I suspected that she might have been taken over by a nasty pod person. I realize now, with the benefit of age, that she was probably having a bad day and didn't put on make-up on that morning!
when i was little i used to believe that when you went to school you would stay there overnight and that the teachers would stay and watch you and i used to get scared. (wiered or what?)
I used to believe the teachers in my school were really robots who wanted to enslave us all to help them take over the universe, they got their information from a world satalight that was being controled by the king of aliens, he was pink (i hate pink) and his eyes popped out of his head wen ever he got mad.
I had a teacher in elementary school whose first name was Charm. I thought every teacher was named Charm but they all had different last names.
I remember when I was in 1st grade we had a substitute teacher who informed the entire class in all seriousness that she had eyes in the back of her head. Not only that but EVERY teacher had eyes in the back of their head. As she walked around the room I remember despertaly trying to see her eye balls on the back and all I could see was hair. I figured if I couldn't see her eye balls then they couldn't see me.
i used to think that teachers knew everything. I MEAN EVERYTHING]... like, all the information known to god. so when i asked a question to my 1st grade teacher and she said, "hmm... im not sure.." i was shocked and i came home and cried for days...i felt for some reason that my teacher had let me down.
I used to believe teachers where ghost or had supernatrual powers because if I turn my head for a moment they would be somewhere else instead of the first place. Like from the front of the classroom to the back in 3 seconds.
In elementary school most kids during class would raise their hand to use the restroom. I used to believe that teachers never had to use the restroom 'cause they never took a bathroom break during class even when the teacher's aide was available to watch the class when she was gone.
I used to believe that you really had a permanent record that would follow you throughout your adult life. All my misdeeds of childhood would somehow prevent me from getting a good job.
I used to believe, and I still slightly suspect, that teachers made up everything they taught. They'd made up all the history stories, sums etc. and if you went to any other school, you'd be taught completely different things. I was amazed when my friend from another school knew about Henry VIII, and thought it was an amazing coinidence!
I thought teachers were only ever at school and all they did was teach, not even eat! Lo and behold one day my mom dressed me up and took me to church and to my shock my teacher was getting married and there were other teachers also at the wedding. I still dont know how they escaped from the school and the shock of the event still hasnt worn off... I wont even mention that I DO kiss....
when i was 5, my kindergarden teacher was really really mean. and from then on, i believed that teachers were the devils servants, writing notes home that they were going to face the head devil
(aka the princeapal) if they contuied to do this. 3 years later i found out that my belief was not true. my second grade teacher was really really really nice, and by that time, my kindergarden teacher retired.
so this belif lead to another one, the teachers that are the devils severants, retire earlyer that the non-servsants :-P