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I used to belive that my teacher was a alien unfortunately this was true mum and said.
Every Friday at my school we would always have chocolate milk instead of regular milk, so that morning I had drank my milk but it was expired. The teacher had always said if we were sick to run to the bathroom and you didn't have to ask. I was always a good kid and I thought it was rude to just walk out of the room and I raised my hand to ask if I could go to the restroom. She told me she would answer my question after she had finished her lesson. I put my hand down but I wasn't feeling any better so I raised my hand several more times and got the same response so I got up to ask her if I could go to the restroom and right when I got to her I threw up all over her shoes, the whole class laughed and the teacher almost cried because her shoes were new. I was sent to the nurse, while I was visiting her ,the principle came in to ask why I didn't go to the bathroom when I first felt sick. I told him I tried but the teacher wouldn't let me go so I thought that she got what she deserved for not letting me leave, he agreed and my mother was called to the school. We had a meeting and I ended up changing teachers. I was glad because I didn't really like her anyway.
i used to believe that my headmaster was adolf hitlers brother.he had one of those moustaches.it was a rumour that went around the school for years
I believed that teachers did not ever go to the bathroom until the 4th grade. That year our bathroom had a "big" special stall. I didn't know what for until I saw stockings and teacher shoes. Not to mention she was having an upset stomach. I felt really silly and shocked!
When I was little I had a teacher with flaming red hair and long, long fingernails. One of my so-called friends told me one day, "Mrs. so-and-so got mad at a kid and grabbed his arm and her fingernails went into him and SHE KILLED HIM!" I was hysterical when my mom made me go to school the next day, and my friend got in A LOT of trouble!
When i was younger i used to believe that only people with first names of Mr or Mrs could be teachers beause we called them that at school!
I used to believe that my fourth grade English teacher was a murderer. All the "big kids" told stories about her to scare us. It didn't help either when she would get mad and yell "If you don't get quiet right now, I am going to rip all your heads off!"
There were a bunch of boys in my second grade class who figured out that you could touch their eyeballs with their fingers. My teacher didn't like it because of germs so she told them if you accidently hit the black middle part of your eye it would pop out. I believed it until I was about 14.
When I was young,I used to believe that our maths teacher was a mind reader.I don't know why I believed that but I always tried to avoid thinking of bad stuff when he was around.
I used to believe that teachers were a separate species, immune to feelings and every day problems. I didn't think they ever got sick. Now that I'm a teacher, I see that some beliefs never die!
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 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 younger, I thought the teachers actually LIVED at school. I would get totally freaked out when we would see them at the store or outside of school.
I used to believe teachers never had to go to the bathroom
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.
In elementary school, I used to think that the staff were hiding stuff (if I knew what at the time, I've since forgotten; it may have been captives) behind the mysterious locked doors that seem to be in every school.
when i was younger i used to believe that when i was in assembly and i thought bad things the teachers would see it in a speech bubble above my head !
i used to believe that mississippiora was my kindergarten teacher's first name. turns out she just married a guy named sippiora...
One day when I was nine I really annoyed my mother. She told me then that she did not know how my teacher could stand being around thirty third-graders all day; if she were a teacher there would have to be a keg in the teacher's lounge. I got curious and asked my teacher the next day if there really WAS a keg in the teacher's lounge. The next parent-teacher conference was not pleasant.
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.