Seriously. It kind of makes me a little crazy, part of the reason I want to ruin her is to protect them.
I'm sorry you had such a tough time in school - I had a teacher like that in 7th grade. She was a nun and she taught math. She made me feel SO STUPID when I couldn't get the simplest things correct. She made life a living hell for everyone in her wrath, so it wasn't just me.
For what it's worth, MOST of my school was actually pretty righteous, I have had my fair share of really wonderful teachers, too. But it just takes one, or two, or three, to really scar you for life...you might heal, I'd like to think I did, but yeah, the scars are still there. I'm sorry about your nun--I hate to overgeneralize, but I think a lot of nuns aren't the best teachers. Just because you've dedicated your life to God doesn't mean you know how to deal with children--in fact, it might guarantee that you don't, because you've never had one and know you never will.
She had to take a leave of absence when I was half-way through 8th grade. I ended up getting the gold medal in math when I graduated 8th grade.
Again, really, I wish there were ways that you, me, all of us could go back to our principals or whoever directly after the fact and be like, "See? See? FIX THIS!"
Seriously. It kind of makes me a little crazy, part of the reason I want to ruin her is to protect them.
I'm sorry you had such a tough time in school - I had a teacher like that in 7th grade. She was a nun and she taught math. She made me feel SO STUPID when I couldn't get the simplest things correct. She made life a living hell for everyone in her wrath, so it wasn't just me.
For what it's worth, MOST of my school was actually pretty righteous, I have had my fair share of really wonderful teachers, too. But it just takes one, or two, or three, to really scar you for life...you might heal, I'd like to think I did, but yeah, the scars are still there. I'm sorry about your nun--I hate to overgeneralize, but I think a lot of nuns aren't the best teachers. Just because you've dedicated your life to God doesn't mean you know how to deal with children--in fact, it might guarantee that you don't, because you've never had one and know you never will.
She had to take a leave of absence when I was half-way through 8th grade. I ended up getting the gold medal in math when I graduated 8th grade.
Again, really, I wish there were ways that you, me, all of us could go back to our principals or whoever directly after the fact and be like, "See? See? FIX THIS!"
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