At the time it may have felt like the most important thing in the world, but most adults probably look back at their school days with some degree of humor. Teachers going on power-trips on the most ridiculous things, dramatic stakes that were not really that important, rules, norms and behaviors that, in retrospect, are just funny.
Someone asked “What is the dumbest thing you got in trouble for at school?” and people shared their most hilarious stories. So get comfortable as you scroll through, upvote your favorites and be sure to share your thoughts and experiences in the comments section below.
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Not me but one of my best friends. Was drinking a Snapple at lunch and it slipped out of his hand and shattered. 100% an accident.
But the new vice principal lost her s**t and went off on him accusing him of throwing it as a weapon. He got suspended and his parents had to pull him out of school. He was shocked and crying (dude was NOT a trouble maker, one of the smartest kids in our class at that).
Until about two days later the vice principal checked the security tapes that obviously clearly showed him dropping it by accident. Lots of apologies but he was obviously more than upset. At graduation I heard him tell her to go f**k herself when she was shaking hands and handing out diplomas. Only time I heard him seriously swear. .
I mooed when my grade 8 teacher called us cattle as we left the gym. Two detentions.
I drank water from the fountain next to the classroom door. When the bell rang, I turned to walk in and my 7th grade English teacher slammed the door in my face. I stood around hella confused and knocked and I could hear her taking attendance. Mind you, I had already put my stuff inside. After she took attendance she let me in and told me she marked me tardy for not being inside when the bell rang. Asked her how I was late when she'd seen me walk by her desk and put stuff down and then turn to go to the water fountain, and instead of answering me she just wrote me up for ISS for "being rude." It was the first time I'd even been punished in school for anything.
To top it off, when I told my mother what happened amd being sent to in school suspension, she made me get in the car and drove back to the school. Turns out because of my sickle cell anemia and the need to stay extra hydrated, I'd had a standing note in my file from my pediatric specialist noting that I was to always have the ability to get water when I needed it. My mother verbally dressed down the Principal, VP, and that teacher for what seemed like forever.
Blowing my nose. I had a horrible cold so I kept needing tissues and the teacher yelled at me and gave me a detention. So next day I stuffed my bra FULL and aggressively dug in there anytime I needed one.
Kid in my high school got suspended for drinking…with his parents…on vacation…in a country where he was doing it legally…again, WITH his parents. Came back from vacation with a picture of him drinking a beer with his folks at dinner. Teacher saw it, reported him. Boom, 5 day suspension. Explanation: “the rules of the school supersede those of the outside world.”.
Public nudity. I was in a locked bathroom stall and I was peeing.
Did the person that 'caught' them get reported to child protecting for looking? I'm tempted to stop reading this list because all my comments will be 'that's ridiculous'...
For drinking water in class without asking the teacher.
No teacher should have right / authority to deny children basic human needs like drinking or going to the toilet. "It disrupts the class!!!!" my a$$. If your class can be disrupted by a student quietly doing their thing, then your class must be excruciating.
Had a teacher who I really didn't get on with in secondary school, and I swear it got personal
I got detention for the following crimes:
*being last in the queue to collect a textbook
*taking my jumper off
*sitting in an alleged sarcastic manner
*getting full marks for homework (allegedly should have been near impossible to do)
*asking for homework not to be given for the next day as I was working that night.
Reminiscent of "Not the Nine O'clock New"'s PC Savage sketch - "Being politically motivated north of Watford", "Walking on the cracks in the pavement", "being in possession of an offensive wife" etc etc
For responding “no” in elementary school when the teacher asked “are we all ready to move on the next step?”.
I threw a snowball...during a snowball fight...that the teachers started. It was my senior year of HS and I had recently committed to play baseball in college. The teacher who tried to give me detention said I should be smart enough to know not to partake in the fight because I threw too hard and someone would get hurt. (A) I had just lobbed the snowball up in the air and (B) WTF? He was quickly overruled by several other teachers.
One of The Incidents™ at our elementary school was when a couple of guys from my class were throwing icy snowballs, one of which hit and injured a young (like 2nd grade) girl. Their punishment was to rewrite the school rules, by hand, several times. They were done somewhere at the end of the school year.
Whispering “stop it” to a kid who kept throwing paper balls at me. I guess the sub thought I was a troublemaker because I was in the back of the room? I got sent to another class for the rest of the period to set an example.
Jokes on him, I was the “smart kid” and sending a big nerd out of the room doesn’t really send a useful message to the class.
I went to catholic elementary school. The nuns were notorious for punishing me because I told the bully to stop doing his c**p. He never got punished once. The lack of compassion and understanding in religious schools is sickening.
Literally got a 2hr after school detention for saying “what” bc I didn’t hear the teacher.
But you should have said 'pardon' like...not even most retired people would these days...
Reading my own copy of Romeo and Juliet in the library while we were studying it instead of a school library copy.
Betting the school library edition had the naughty bits of R&J edited out.
I kid you not, I got in trouble for LITERALLY HAVING A SEIZURE
They banned me from all football games because I “traumatized the students” by having a grand mal. Also nobody was around ?? It was after the game when almost everyone left, I stayed behind to meet up w a friend.
But the VP walked by during my seizure and I s**t you not she tried to yell at me right then and there (I’ve been told) but the paramedics told her to leave.
Anyway. I was banned from all future games, not allowed to participate in any extracurricular for the rest of the year, and for three days detention.
That VP and I go wayyyy back she hates me and it’s mutual 💀.
I was in the hospital for five days. When I came back, I was unable to keep up with all the work I missed and my high school expelled me.
I got in trouble for calling my dad after school to organize a pickup. We were not supposed to use our phones on site, no exceptions. My dad was pretty pissed that he had to park and come to the principal’s office.
I say it should be fine after final bell, since you need to call your parents/partner/whatever
We were practicing for our year six graduation and the teacher asked if everyone understood where they were meant to stand. I said no, because, well, I didn't understand. I got lunch time detention for being "purposely insubordinate".
OOooohhh i will take the cake with this one.
So i got in trouble, and got a weeks worth detention because, and here it comes....
Because i didn't talk back to a teacher while another student was. They where going at eachothers throats while i sat there quietly trying to not garther any attention. Afterwards he called me a sneaky bastard (best translation i could think off). And the other guy didn't get in any trouble.
Now i can hear you asking what did i do for him to mad at me? Because i didn't speak up. That's why i got a weeks worth of detention...
Playing Magic the Gathering at the lunch table. The teachers thought it was “gambling”.
Silly. Everyone knows it's Witchcraft and used to summon the Dark Lord. /s
My kindergarten teacher sent me for a timeout (that reason was legitimate) and placed me in the art supply closet for it. Got in more trouble for playing with the art supplies but my defense is your honor what was she expecting?
I dropped out due to ableism and mistreatment by staff. I was gossiped about by the assistant principal when she thought I was gone, my English teacher was verbally abusive, and the school psychologist refused to evaluate me for autism because a non-mental health professional, some random staff member, said I made eye contact. Then, my parents were blamed for not knowing about resources we were never informed about and we’d been seeking help for…Oh, I don’t know, A DECADE. I had mental breakdowns all the time at school and have been invalidated for my severe anxiety since I was around 8. Rather than helping me, I was constantly scolded even though I did nothing that should get me in trouble. I was made to feel wrong for my mere existence for the majority of my days in school and rather than helping with the 504 plan or IEP, they basically labeled me an enigma and forced me to fend for myself. Since dropping out, my dreams have come true. I’m a professional musician now and I’m a lot happier too.
Ohh boy; I was one of those stereotypical ‘high-functioning girl who masks too well’. If I had been forced to rely on my teachers, both primary and secondary, for an ASD diagnosis, I wouldn’t have one! The strange thing is my secondary school even said they had put in a referral for an ASD assessment in (probably) my third year after some behavioural troubles, but it never happened (I honestly doubt if they ever actually made one). I only got diagnosed a few years later because the lockdown caused my mental health to plummet and circumstances revealing, ‘hey, so you DO actually have that ASD!’.
The clothes I wore didn't meet their standards. I went to a school where at least 80% were rich kids, and my parents broke their budget to pay for our tuition, so we didn't have the money to buy the right clothes.
I had my older sisters' cast offs, and I did manage to sew some clothes for myself, even though I just figured it out on my own, so I wasn't very good at it. They couldn't even afford to buy me the material or patterns to sew more clothes. It was really embarrassing!
Some schools near me use a very simple uniform code and I love it. Khaki pants and a polo shirt (blue or white) can be found a million places. They get the benefits of a dress code without the huge expense
Out of nowhere in 11th grade, I got pulled out of class by the principal and was told that “they knew I hacked the school’s firewall.” They said some kind of proxy had been run off of my student login and was accessing…..
Facebook. I was being threatened with expulsion because someone had bypassed the firewall to go on Facebook.
Long story short, I ended up asking the librarian for help, and she was able to see that all of the logins came from a classroom that I had never been in.
Some people in the programming class (there was only one) randomly started getting into other peoples’ student logins and loading something from a flash drive to bypass the firewall, and yep, go on Facebook.
She stood up for me to the principal, and I was off the hook. I never heard if the people who’d actually done it were caught.
Years later, that principal saw me at the grocery store and tried to come up and be buddy buddy with me. I told him to f**k off and walked away. Legit the only time I’ve ever been mean to a school employee, but that was beyond ridiculous. Certain grudges are worth holding.
When I was in year 12 there was one guy who had managed to bypass the firewall to use sites like facebook on the school computers and his laptop. I think he charged people to do the same on their devices. I didn't have a laptop or facebook at the time, or any real need to use any blacklisted sites so I'm not 100% on the details.
I was always in trouble because my pants were "too tight."
Look, I had a 25 inch waist and a big a*s - the only way those f*****s were staying up was if they werw tight across my a*s.
When my daughter was in 1st or 2nd grade, I got a call from the school asking me to bring another pair of pants for her. As I had just folded laundry, I grabbed a pair of sweats. Then,when she came home, she had a note for me from her teacher saying that she was breaking the dress code. Because she had on leggings. She was very thin with very long legs. The only pants that fit her were leggings. I paired them with tunic tops, which came down past her butt. Told the teacher this. The next day, another call (I wasn't home to bring her anything) another note. Responded with the same answers. Third day (again, not home), the note threatened suspension if it happened again. I raised hell with the school in the morning. You buy her clothes, you can decide what she wears! Turns out the no leggings rule was intended for HS students. I demanded an apology to both myself and my kid.
Filling up my water bottle at a water fountain. It was in between classes when every student was walking from one class to the next. If i remember correct i was given detention or possibly even suspension.
Yawning.
To be fair, I sound like a Whoose (whale/moose), and this was in study hall. I get yawn streaks that can last 10+ yawns in a row. I can’t really stop it, and the teacher wouldn’t let anyone leave the room for the period.
Reading the word yawn, hearing someone yawn, someone says yawn, or just thinking about yawning makes me yawn. I can’t escape it.
If a serial killer was chasing me and got tired, I’d be dead in minutes because they’d find me wherever I was hiding.
People look at me like I’m crazy; this cryptid howl out of a tiny girl, louder than you’d think capable from such a small lung capacity.
I wish I was joking. I can’t even count how many times someone’s gotten mad, told me to shut up, all because of several very loud bellowing yawns in quick succession.
I’ve been yawning even as I type this. It’s hard to see the keyboard when all you can do is yawn.
I can’t even use voice to text, it would come out as gfidnrjtjddnfndirejgdbej.
Btw, this is all true and even my kids yell at me to shut up 😅.
Here!! I found this one off google, idk if it meets your expectations tho lol :) whoose-66d...ab6f2f.jpg
Load More Replies...Actual, respectful question. Can whooses (I love that!) seriously not control the volume of their yawns? I always thought they were just jerks who couldn't be bothered.
I got in trouble for yawning once, and I sound nothing like a whoose. I was new to the school and really shy, yet the teacher thought I was pretending to yawn because it happened when we were waiting for another student to answer a question. It pissed me off, but of course I wouldn't speak up to her about how unfair it was. I just hated pretty much every moment I was in class for the whole year. I was only 8 and already not handling the move well.
watch this; yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn yawn >:>
I haven't stopped yawning reading your post. Didn't your classmates yawn too?
Ok, the yawning thing happens to me. I also have those weird burping sounds. It sucks. I'm sorry.
Telling a teacher he was giving me a headache because he was just yelling while teaching.
Teacher here. If the class is being loud, or there is a lot of noise in the vicinity, or I'm just trying to get the class pumped up, I can be loud. If a student -- in the middle of my explaining something about the subject -- interrupts with some snide "Can you keep it down? You're giving me a headache," I'd be tempted to hand out a detention, too.
There's this local festival every year in spring in my town. My 9th grade girlfriend and I spent all weekend outside at this festival that year. She got a bad sunburn. The following Monday morning we were in the Commons area of the school hanging with friends before class started. I was standing there blowing in her sunburnt shoulders. Harmless. A teacher walked around the corner and saw me and took us both to the vice principal's office and had us wrote up for public display of affection. He said I was standing there kissing on her neck and feeling her up. Me, her, and 2 of my friends told the vice principal what was happening and she acted like she understood and dismissed us both. No write up or anything. About an hour or so later we got called back to the office at separate times. She got off with nothing and I was given 2 days of asr (3 hours detention after school).
Also not me but a friend of mine got a 1 hour dentition after school one time for saying "poopy in my pants" lol.
I got kicked out of 6th grade English class for trying to woo a girl by quietly reading lines to her from a paperback copy of The Hobbit. .
In 3rd grade my teacher, Mrs. Penn, called for a conference with my parents because I wouldn't eat the macaroni and cheese at lunch. My Mom didn't drive and my Dad worked second shift at his factory job, so they had to cut into his sleep time to come up to the school. Mrs. Penn was upset that since we were paying for lunch, my refusing to eat the mac and cheese (which, for some reason, they always served with peanut butter sandwiches) was wasting money. My, loving and gentle mother wanted to slap her. Instead, she said: "He doesn't like macaroni and cheese. He doesn't eat it when I make it at home. What makes you think he'll eat the slop you serve here? It's our money. If it's wasted, it's wasted." Then stormed out. They came home and Dad got about an hour of sleep before going to work.
I was screamed at by my 5th-grade teacher because she forgot me. On the first day of school, she had us all line up in the front of the class, and she'd call us one by one and assign us a seat. She got through everyone else, and I was the last person standing. She had her back to me. When she started talking about opening our textbooks, we all realized she'd forgotten me. And there was more than one empty seat, so I couldn't even just go sit. So I said "Excuse me?" from behind her. She FLIPPED OUT. WHY ARE YOU INTERRUPTING ME? WHY AREN'T YOU SITTING? WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING THERE??? Everyone in the class was telling her she'd skipped me. I guess she was embarrassed, because she went out of her way to make my year miserable. She called me a "troublemaker", and anytime anyone near me did *anything* wrong, she'd take points off of *my* grade. Not theirs. The only way I passed 5th grade was because of her extra-credit handwriting assignments. I did them ALL. Each one worth 5 extra points.
My fifth grade teacher was an idiot (like, actually stupid) and hated girls. She would always talk about her five male sons like they were made of diamonds. Mrs. White.
Load More Replies...I got detention at age 14 or so (44 years ago!) for eating in school uniform. It was on a Friday, a couple of hours after school let out and I was visiting my grandparents when an ice cream van drove down their street. My granny sent me out to buy some, a teacher walking past saw me lick one and gave me detention. Eff you Mrs Jillings, you old bag. It still smarts.
Junior year of high school. Our school had a big, bronze memorial plaque out front with names of former students who had been killed in war. I and two of my besties got called down to the principal and accused of stealing this plaque. The thing must have weighed 500 pounds and was firmly mounted on a stone frame. I don't even know how we would have stolen it (or why we would want to). They threatened us with the police and everything. Two days later they found out the plaque had been taken for a scheduled cleaning, which they had forgotten about. Never got so much as an apology.
In 6th grade history, I got in trouble by Mrs. Carmen for typing my study notes up on my computer and printing them out. Apparently they looked too 'professional' and the teacher assumed I was cheating and had stolen them even though it wasn't for a test.
Heh. That was my primary motivation for learning to type on a computer (1980s). My cursive handwriting was atrocious, and one day it dawned on me that if I typed up all my notes, they'd be really easy to read. (Unfortunately word processors in those days were pretty limited and I couldn't format stuff into things like charts and columns. I eventually stopped using cursive, since my print handwriting was actually pretty good. And felt vindicated when schools dropped cursive entirely - a holdover from when people used to write with fountain pens.)
Load More Replies...One day (at 8 years old) I was talking about wanting an overalls and one of the teacher heard me and started crying (like a 45 years old grown woman). Turns out in French the word "overalls" looks a lot like the word "s**t", and the teacher thought I was calling her that. I was punish and my mother was called to the principal's office to discuss about my concerning behaviour. (the teacher was my neighbour and she was really mean to me from that day to the day I moved to another town, 5 years later.)
For those going "huh?", the censored letters are L and U, the French word for that is "salop", and that's half of "salopette", French for overalls. According to Google Translate, so take it with a pinch of sel.
Load More Replies...I was one out of 13 students (all 17-18 yrs old) sent to the Dean's office. Because I asked the substitute teacher why he'd kicked out over half the class within the first 20 minutes. I strolled down to the office and joined the queue of kids. Dean comes out, looks around, laughed, and said "did you guys stage a riot?" Nope. We were all "insubordinate" for asking questions related to the material. Dean rolled his eyes and escorted us all back to class.
So legit question, please don't angry down vote me. But; is there something fundamentally wrong with the American education system? Most of these seem to be from America and don't make any sense. I'm not saying kids aren't little shirts, (I definitely was); but the pettiness and the punishment make no sense. How can you get in trouble for legally drinking in a foreign country when you return home?
Its partialy because a lot of the US is conditioned to an authoritarian structure, and schools/raising children reflect that. Its getting better, but its also getting worse.
Load More Replies...Way back in the 1980s I had a pencil holder, sharpener and eraser all in one (the spines were the holder, the nose was the eraser and the back end was the pencil sharpener). One day I was using it to sharpen my pencil when my teacher came marching over, shouted at me to stop messing about and confiscated it. I tried to explain that I was just sharpening my pencil so I could get on with my work but she wouldn't listen.
My teacher went on a rant about a new state law where schools would be funded by money from the state lottery. I think he didn't like that education was being funded by gambling. I was puzzled because I understood that money was fungible (before I even know the word "fungible" existed). So I naively asked what the problem was? As long as any shortfalls were made up out of the regular budget, it was irrelevant. The money was still coming from the state, regardless of whether the original source was the lottery or any other source. Teacher apparently didn't like that, and gave me Cs and Ds the rest of the year regardless of the quality of my work (I was a straight-A student). I confirmed it by submitting papers on subsequent weeks, one with 4 hours of research, the other done in 5 minutes during lunch. He gave me a C- on both. Dropped the class as a result. I didn't want to raise a fuss so didn't report it to the principal. But in retrospect I probably should have.
Posts like this certainly give the impression that American education is more about obedience and conformity than learning.
Oh it is. The teaching method is based on getting kids to pass state tests in order to get more funding, but goddess forbid kids get taught independent thinking and even get into trouble for it in some places. I commented on one of these that for a report I did on the holocaust, I put (with sources from actual historians) that bread made for the people in camps included ash from people that were cremated and the teacher called me a liar and marked me down. Ended up going to the principle and he made the teacher fix my grade.
Load More Replies...Wow, what state or country are most of these from? I grew up in NY, taught in NJ, raised my daughter in NJ. I can't imagine any school in my towns allowing teachers to behave like this.
Washington grammer school, whycoff nj, early 90s: they called my mom concerned because I was wearing black. They also didnt like that a girl would play kickball at recess (or course after, other girls went to play, because its fun).
Load More Replies...My first grade teacher inexplicably loved my best friend and hated me. We had story time in that grade, where we'd all leave our desks and go sit in the book nook area, and the teacher would read aloud to us. My BFF and I decided to use this time to sneak away and write our own book together (a book about our friendship, natch). When the teacher saw us, she lost her s**t and yelled, "LAURA, GO TO YOUR DESK AND PUT YOUR HEAD DOWN, (friend's name), come listen to the story." (Putting your head down on your desk was standard "time out" punishment at that age. Things like that happened all year.
My husband once bunked off and went to (a different) school with his mate. He was in the vicinity when another mutual friend threw a chair out of the window, and all three of them got sent to the head and were suspended. So he managed to get suspended from a school he didn't even attend!
Oh I got a bunch of these haha. Corrected my teachers maths I'm year 3 (7-8yo) and was written up for insubordination, outright told him I wouldn't be insubordinate if he was teaching us correctly (support assistant pointed out I was in fact correct) In year 4 I was given break time detention (recess) because I'd been sent to the heads office for kicking a student. He has been relentlessly bullying my brother for over a year but this point, head went off her rocker at me so I told her if she did her job in the first place it wouldn't have come to this so maybe she should buck up or pack up then promptly left the office leaving her with a ripper to suffer through. Parents got called in for that one and my authoritarian father actually laughed at her and said well the girl's not wrong is she. Sent to time out for complaining I was hungry, I was hungry because they hadn't given me any lunch. That didn't end well once my folks found out. There's so, so much more but no space lol.
Before Covid, when concert lines were packed like cattle in a shoot, it was common to start mooing about it.
Dude, I got in fistfights and once threatened to kill another student on the bus with a knife. Never got detention or suspension. Did get understanding administrators with actual reasoning skills.
My friends and I were writing silly things on sticky notes (nothing mean) and sticking them on each other in 6th grade. We got yelled at in the hall.
In 7th grade when I first started learning about paganism and wicca (I am an eclectic pagan) some friends and I had some books and tarot cards out at lunch, not bugging anyone, and the security guard came over and made us go to the principles. He told us not to bring them to school or wear our pendants anymore (they had pentagrams and I had a snake charm on) because it wasn't allowed. I stood up for all of us and asked why we weren't allowed to have our religious stuff at school when there was a group of kids at the next table over from us reading their bibles and wearing crosses. Told him if he wanted to purse this further that he would hear from a lawyer (totally bluffing cause yea, I was in 7th grade lol). Luckily he dropped it cause my dad would have killed me
I have 2 examples, 1st - we had to bring our own reading material during a Teachers strike. I was 14. My English Teacher asked what I was reading - it was the Diary of Anne Frank, and she suggested it was a little advanced for me, and I laughed and said it was written by a 12 year old, as a result of sassing a teacher, I was moved to a remedial English class where I had to 'learn' my ABC's for the rest of the year. 2nd, I refused to dissect a frog and a rat, so I was 'sentenced' to lunch time detention with the Scripture Union/Church group. It was interesting, but when asked what I had learned from the experience, I said 'absolutely nothing - I will not experiment on an animal living or dead, because that is not going to be important to my future and using religious teaching as a punishment just shows how wrong organised religion is. The Teacher who subjected me to this 'punishment' knew I had grown up in the midst of a religious war and at least had the good manners to look ashamed
First grade, my class ended up getting detention because my teacher followed the "punish the whole for the actions of the individual" belief. I did literally nothing wrong. My dad came into the cafeteria where we were sitting for detention. The admin who was watching us happened to be his teacher when he was a kid, and she vouched for me and let me go. Next day, my teacher forced me to sit alone at the very back of the cafeteria, away from everyone else, not allowed to talk to anyone, for "leaving before she said I could". Mrs. Gilliam, I hope you burn in hell, and Mrs. Davis, you were an absolute saint.
I was given uniform detention because I had the collar showing from my skivvy (turtle neck). I was wearing it under my school top and my school jumper. It was a freezing cold day. I didn't go to detention and my mum wrote a letter to the teacher calling her petty.
In 3rd grade my teacher, Mrs. Penn, called for a conference with my parents because I wouldn't eat the macaroni and cheese at lunch. My Mom didn't drive and my Dad worked second shift at his factory job, so they had to cut into his sleep time to come up to the school. Mrs. Penn was upset that since we were paying for lunch, my refusing to eat the mac and cheese (which, for some reason, they always served with peanut butter sandwiches) was wasting money. My, loving and gentle mother wanted to slap her. Instead, she said: "He doesn't like macaroni and cheese. He doesn't eat it when I make it at home. What makes you think he'll eat the slop you serve here? It's our money. If it's wasted, it's wasted." Then stormed out. They came home and Dad got about an hour of sleep before going to work.
I was screamed at by my 5th-grade teacher because she forgot me. On the first day of school, she had us all line up in the front of the class, and she'd call us one by one and assign us a seat. She got through everyone else, and I was the last person standing. She had her back to me. When she started talking about opening our textbooks, we all realized she'd forgotten me. And there was more than one empty seat, so I couldn't even just go sit. So I said "Excuse me?" from behind her. She FLIPPED OUT. WHY ARE YOU INTERRUPTING ME? WHY AREN'T YOU SITTING? WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING THERE??? Everyone in the class was telling her she'd skipped me. I guess she was embarrassed, because she went out of her way to make my year miserable. She called me a "troublemaker", and anytime anyone near me did *anything* wrong, she'd take points off of *my* grade. Not theirs. The only way I passed 5th grade was because of her extra-credit handwriting assignments. I did them ALL. Each one worth 5 extra points.
My fifth grade teacher was an idiot (like, actually stupid) and hated girls. She would always talk about her five male sons like they were made of diamonds. Mrs. White.
Load More Replies...I got detention at age 14 or so (44 years ago!) for eating in school uniform. It was on a Friday, a couple of hours after school let out and I was visiting my grandparents when an ice cream van drove down their street. My granny sent me out to buy some, a teacher walking past saw me lick one and gave me detention. Eff you Mrs Jillings, you old bag. It still smarts.
Junior year of high school. Our school had a big, bronze memorial plaque out front with names of former students who had been killed in war. I and two of my besties got called down to the principal and accused of stealing this plaque. The thing must have weighed 500 pounds and was firmly mounted on a stone frame. I don't even know how we would have stolen it (or why we would want to). They threatened us with the police and everything. Two days later they found out the plaque had been taken for a scheduled cleaning, which they had forgotten about. Never got so much as an apology.
In 6th grade history, I got in trouble by Mrs. Carmen for typing my study notes up on my computer and printing them out. Apparently they looked too 'professional' and the teacher assumed I was cheating and had stolen them even though it wasn't for a test.
Heh. That was my primary motivation for learning to type on a computer (1980s). My cursive handwriting was atrocious, and one day it dawned on me that if I typed up all my notes, they'd be really easy to read. (Unfortunately word processors in those days were pretty limited and I couldn't format stuff into things like charts and columns. I eventually stopped using cursive, since my print handwriting was actually pretty good. And felt vindicated when schools dropped cursive entirely - a holdover from when people used to write with fountain pens.)
Load More Replies...One day (at 8 years old) I was talking about wanting an overalls and one of the teacher heard me and started crying (like a 45 years old grown woman). Turns out in French the word "overalls" looks a lot like the word "s**t", and the teacher thought I was calling her that. I was punish and my mother was called to the principal's office to discuss about my concerning behaviour. (the teacher was my neighbour and she was really mean to me from that day to the day I moved to another town, 5 years later.)
For those going "huh?", the censored letters are L and U, the French word for that is "salop", and that's half of "salopette", French for overalls. According to Google Translate, so take it with a pinch of sel.
Load More Replies...I was one out of 13 students (all 17-18 yrs old) sent to the Dean's office. Because I asked the substitute teacher why he'd kicked out over half the class within the first 20 minutes. I strolled down to the office and joined the queue of kids. Dean comes out, looks around, laughed, and said "did you guys stage a riot?" Nope. We were all "insubordinate" for asking questions related to the material. Dean rolled his eyes and escorted us all back to class.
So legit question, please don't angry down vote me. But; is there something fundamentally wrong with the American education system? Most of these seem to be from America and don't make any sense. I'm not saying kids aren't little shirts, (I definitely was); but the pettiness and the punishment make no sense. How can you get in trouble for legally drinking in a foreign country when you return home?
Its partialy because a lot of the US is conditioned to an authoritarian structure, and schools/raising children reflect that. Its getting better, but its also getting worse.
Load More Replies...Way back in the 1980s I had a pencil holder, sharpener and eraser all in one (the spines were the holder, the nose was the eraser and the back end was the pencil sharpener). One day I was using it to sharpen my pencil when my teacher came marching over, shouted at me to stop messing about and confiscated it. I tried to explain that I was just sharpening my pencil so I could get on with my work but she wouldn't listen.
My teacher went on a rant about a new state law where schools would be funded by money from the state lottery. I think he didn't like that education was being funded by gambling. I was puzzled because I understood that money was fungible (before I even know the word "fungible" existed). So I naively asked what the problem was? As long as any shortfalls were made up out of the regular budget, it was irrelevant. The money was still coming from the state, regardless of whether the original source was the lottery or any other source. Teacher apparently didn't like that, and gave me Cs and Ds the rest of the year regardless of the quality of my work (I was a straight-A student). I confirmed it by submitting papers on subsequent weeks, one with 4 hours of research, the other done in 5 minutes during lunch. He gave me a C- on both. Dropped the class as a result. I didn't want to raise a fuss so didn't report it to the principal. But in retrospect I probably should have.
Posts like this certainly give the impression that American education is more about obedience and conformity than learning.
Oh it is. The teaching method is based on getting kids to pass state tests in order to get more funding, but goddess forbid kids get taught independent thinking and even get into trouble for it in some places. I commented on one of these that for a report I did on the holocaust, I put (with sources from actual historians) that bread made for the people in camps included ash from people that were cremated and the teacher called me a liar and marked me down. Ended up going to the principle and he made the teacher fix my grade.
Load More Replies...Wow, what state or country are most of these from? I grew up in NY, taught in NJ, raised my daughter in NJ. I can't imagine any school in my towns allowing teachers to behave like this.
Washington grammer school, whycoff nj, early 90s: they called my mom concerned because I was wearing black. They also didnt like that a girl would play kickball at recess (or course after, other girls went to play, because its fun).
Load More Replies...My first grade teacher inexplicably loved my best friend and hated me. We had story time in that grade, where we'd all leave our desks and go sit in the book nook area, and the teacher would read aloud to us. My BFF and I decided to use this time to sneak away and write our own book together (a book about our friendship, natch). When the teacher saw us, she lost her s**t and yelled, "LAURA, GO TO YOUR DESK AND PUT YOUR HEAD DOWN, (friend's name), come listen to the story." (Putting your head down on your desk was standard "time out" punishment at that age. Things like that happened all year.
My husband once bunked off and went to (a different) school with his mate. He was in the vicinity when another mutual friend threw a chair out of the window, and all three of them got sent to the head and were suspended. So he managed to get suspended from a school he didn't even attend!
Oh I got a bunch of these haha. Corrected my teachers maths I'm year 3 (7-8yo) and was written up for insubordination, outright told him I wouldn't be insubordinate if he was teaching us correctly (support assistant pointed out I was in fact correct) In year 4 I was given break time detention (recess) because I'd been sent to the heads office for kicking a student. He has been relentlessly bullying my brother for over a year but this point, head went off her rocker at me so I told her if she did her job in the first place it wouldn't have come to this so maybe she should buck up or pack up then promptly left the office leaving her with a ripper to suffer through. Parents got called in for that one and my authoritarian father actually laughed at her and said well the girl's not wrong is she. Sent to time out for complaining I was hungry, I was hungry because they hadn't given me any lunch. That didn't end well once my folks found out. There's so, so much more but no space lol.
Before Covid, when concert lines were packed like cattle in a shoot, it was common to start mooing about it.
Dude, I got in fistfights and once threatened to kill another student on the bus with a knife. Never got detention or suspension. Did get understanding administrators with actual reasoning skills.
My friends and I were writing silly things on sticky notes (nothing mean) and sticking them on each other in 6th grade. We got yelled at in the hall.
In 7th grade when I first started learning about paganism and wicca (I am an eclectic pagan) some friends and I had some books and tarot cards out at lunch, not bugging anyone, and the security guard came over and made us go to the principles. He told us not to bring them to school or wear our pendants anymore (they had pentagrams and I had a snake charm on) because it wasn't allowed. I stood up for all of us and asked why we weren't allowed to have our religious stuff at school when there was a group of kids at the next table over from us reading their bibles and wearing crosses. Told him if he wanted to purse this further that he would hear from a lawyer (totally bluffing cause yea, I was in 7th grade lol). Luckily he dropped it cause my dad would have killed me
I have 2 examples, 1st - we had to bring our own reading material during a Teachers strike. I was 14. My English Teacher asked what I was reading - it was the Diary of Anne Frank, and she suggested it was a little advanced for me, and I laughed and said it was written by a 12 year old, as a result of sassing a teacher, I was moved to a remedial English class where I had to 'learn' my ABC's for the rest of the year. 2nd, I refused to dissect a frog and a rat, so I was 'sentenced' to lunch time detention with the Scripture Union/Church group. It was interesting, but when asked what I had learned from the experience, I said 'absolutely nothing - I will not experiment on an animal living or dead, because that is not going to be important to my future and using religious teaching as a punishment just shows how wrong organised religion is. The Teacher who subjected me to this 'punishment' knew I had grown up in the midst of a religious war and at least had the good manners to look ashamed
First grade, my class ended up getting detention because my teacher followed the "punish the whole for the actions of the individual" belief. I did literally nothing wrong. My dad came into the cafeteria where we were sitting for detention. The admin who was watching us happened to be his teacher when he was a kid, and she vouched for me and let me go. Next day, my teacher forced me to sit alone at the very back of the cafeteria, away from everyone else, not allowed to talk to anyone, for "leaving before she said I could". Mrs. Gilliam, I hope you burn in hell, and Mrs. Davis, you were an absolute saint.
I was given uniform detention because I had the collar showing from my skivvy (turtle neck). I was wearing it under my school top and my school jumper. It was a freezing cold day. I didn't go to detention and my mum wrote a letter to the teacher calling her petty.