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I used to think that teachers used to live in the printer. I think I belived this because of their heavy mascara.
When my teacher told me to mind my P's and Q's, I thought she was saying "peas in queues" and I was like, "That doesn't make sense!".
I always thought that teachers were dumb ladies that were held back for so long that they had to learn with us. I just thought that they were very disruptive with their talking
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.
until i was in 5th grade, i used to believe that teachers could read minds. When I was mad at a teacher I would wait until i was home t think mean things about them.
I used to believe that the school bus was really the school, and the teacher drove it. I thought they just drove around all day learning things.
I used to believe that teachers lived in ufos at night and tha's why they dressed so weird.
I used to have this teacher with huge jowls, and i had never seen jowls before, so, i naturally assumed that this 'woman' was in fact some kind of 'dog-woman-thing'. The jowls were the saggy cheeks that some dogs have, and plus, she had brown hair, which for some reason made it worse, and a bit of a moustache. I used to think that she would hide in storgage cupords and start turing into a dog. I convinced myself that i had seen a black dog walking thorugh the school halls and that the teacher was always panting.
when i was in the 1st grade i used to think that my mother would wear something to make herself look thin and a mask and come to school to teach me and so i used to keep giving my class teacher wierd looks.
When I was little my mom told me that if you shew gum at school, the teacher would put it on your nose and make you wear it the whole day. Because my mom told me that, I believed it. I believed it for the LOGNEST time. Later, when kids began to bring gum into school, I would wonder why the teachers never said anything. I actualyl thought it was in a rule book that if a student is caught chewing gum they'd have to wear it on their nose. I must've been nuts to believe that for so long.
when i was in preschool i used to think at night my teachers would watch me through my bedroom window, and when i went to sleep they would disect me and then put me back together.i dont kno why... im still a bit nerveous to this day... ;)
I used to believe that teachers had a dressing room in the school where they put on their "teacher clothes" each day because they all dressed so similarly.
When I was in kindergarten, my teacher would always tell us to be quiet when the announcements came on because our principal could tell if we were listening. I always thought she crawled through a series of tunnels until she arrived at our classroom's PA box to deliver the announcements and watched to see who was paying attention. It wasn't until I saw the intercom system that I realized how it really worked.
Apparently I believed adults were as gullible as we were! In school one day, when I was about 7, we were given the task of writing a page in our diary about what we did on the weekend. The teacher made very clear it had to be an honest and true account, however, being an imaginative child I decided to spice mine up a little. I wrote that we went to a pet shop and adopted two of every animal, including koalas, snakes, bears, and many more. I even drew pictures to go along side it. I remember saying to my friend, "She [teacher] won't know I made it up, it could really happen! Couldn't it? How would she know I made it up?" My friend agreed enthusiastically, however much to our surprise, the authenticity of my entry was indeed called into question. I remember vehemently sticking by my story and denying that it was made it up.
My sister was in seventh grade and, had a school orchestra conducter named Mrs.Upper, and
whenever she waved the baton around, her bum would wiggle in that direction, which earned her the name, Mrs.Upperbutt, because it was believed she had a pendelum up her bum.
when i was in preschool i belived that after the the school year was over the teachers went to heaven. i pictured them circling around a swirly-colored thing when they left to go to heaven.
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.
when i was 8 my dad told me that my teacher had a secret passage in a cabinet that led to the office. when you would go inside there was a guy who asked for a password.
weeks later i asked her, "what cabinet is the passage in?", she stared at me and then laughed. I was a confused little boy... :P
Like many, I believed that teachers lived in the school, despite the fact that both my parents were teachers and were at home with me. I thought they would hang themselves up in coat closets. I remember dreaming about my parents hanging themselves up, and believed the dream to have actually occurred at some point.
When I was in second grade my teacher didn't want us leaning back in our chairs and told us "keep all four feet on the ground". I had no idea she meant the chairs, I thought she meant our real feet and didn't know why she said "four" when we all had two.