Last day of school grade 11, these two guys had been harassing me all year. Leaving nasty notes on my locker, dirty pictures at desks where I sat. Back then we didn't call it bullying, We had our name for it(which I won't state). One of these guys was the vice principals son and his friend. I am a female sports minded person. I was cleaning out my locker when the VP son knocked me into the locker. They were laughing I got up picked the VP's son up by the collar and Smashed him into the locker and closed the door, forgetting my locker was in front of the teachers lounge, Mr. Peacock was standing there. I said I'd get my butt to the office .He said what for we have been wanting to get that arrogant little brat all year but being who he was, they were afraid. With that a round of applause went up from the lounge. Thank you Mr. Peacock!

Ethics teacher in my last year of high school was the best for numerous reasons: 1. Doing random things when we enter the class like: yoga on his desk, scribbling like a mad scientist on his board, playing a game of snake and ladder with a big fluffy dice by himself or reading a book upside-down (HE was upside down on his chair). 2. I had my class with him as the first class of the day and the school forced the teacher to do a "reflective minute" where we are supposed to thank God for something, since he new a bunch of students were not Christians or don't believe in religions in general, he played 2 minutes of a parody of American soap opera called Le Coeur a ses raisons (if you understand French, YOU have to see this). 3. Headbanging like crazy when a student band started playing a song by Queen at the end of year show + dancing with a teacher (another cool one) when another band played the song Footloose.

My first day in junior high (middle school) we had gym class orientation. When the coach was telling us about the equipment we needed, he mentioned protection cups. I asked where I could get one. He just looked at me like I was the most pathetic thing he's ever seen.

My 9th grade biology teacher argued that twins have the identical finger prints. She tried to prove this in murder mystery challenge, which is how our argument started. Her scientific method behind proving this ideology technically made sense but her lack of including different womb positions cost her any credibility.. It took a very heated 45 minute argument for her to finally admit she was wrong. This took place in one of the top ten public high schools in the USA (at the time). It was shameful. I switched schools shortly after....

My older sister took French and German at high school. She told me the German teacher made kids who yawned when she was talking put their heads out the window (one storey building) as they 'clearly needed fresh air'. I thought she was joking, but took only French as a second language anyway. I saw kids in the room next to us occasionally stick their head out the window. I don't think she was kidding. My sisters best story of her: She also had a doctorate, and (understandably) got frustrated at always being called Mrs. One day she snapped and growled "I didn't spend x years at University to be called Mrs!" This was unfortunately timed with Austin Powers being a movie that had come out within the last couple of years. I don't think she knew why the class cracked up so hard, but detentions ensued 😂

There was a teacher at my high school that played the bagpipes. Every Tuesday he had an evening practise in town and since he lived out of town he would stay at the school and practise in his classroom, instead of driving home, and having to turn around and come right back. Our school was over 100 years old at that point, 4 floors and in a cube shape that had a hollow column in the middle (so even interior classrooms could have windows for fresh air). So no matter where you were in that school you could hear his bagpipes! It was always after regular school hours, but if you were unlucky enough to have to do a makeup test/assignment or had sports you had to hear his bagpipes

My chemistry teacher in high school was awesome. My class and him played pranks on each other, and we had to call him Grandmaster and he called us the Titration Team. We even threw him a surprise birthday party, and also a dinner party after we graduated. In one of my stories I have a teacher character inspired by him, and beta readers always complain that it's inappropriate and unrealistic and that teachers and students can't be friends. Sad to think that it's so unusual.

My food tech teacher was amazing. She would constantly fangirl over Chris Hemsworth and she had cool nicknames for everyone. We all called her Queen [name] of Hemsworth. Oh and, we'd listen to the Hokey Pokey and the Clean up Song at the end of lesson. Also on the last day of term we ate Doritoes and watched Masterchef. Good times.