my calculus teacher did little senior year jokey biographies of people as a big powerpoint on the last day. he was well loved, venerable, yet also slightly … odd. sharp, but vaguely weird. he separated people into basically informal friend groups [with multiple people on the same slide] and people who were the sort of weird alone people. i was one of the alone people. and he said i slept all the time for some reason, i was very sleep deprived but very anxious.
i was sleep deprived all of school really, it started so fucking early, terribly unfair to anybody’s sleep schedule
upon typing this I suppose it isn’t the Worst but it’s still not a fun way to end
Cracks knuckles
This is coming from the same school district that issued out the infamous “Crybaby Award” https://www.espn.com/sports/news/story?id=1795845
Second Grade, I had a speech impediment. My teacher, Mrs. Atkins(?), would make fun of the nasally way I talked in front of the whole class.
Seventh Grade, Mrs. Cowherd, outright stated that, to her, we were nothing but a paycheck, and she didn’t give a damn if we sat there in silence, as long as she got paid.
Substitute teacher (multiple grades, I forget his name) would actively smack kids for misbehaving. I reported him, nothing was ever done.
Senior year. Another teacher (can’t remember her real name, I just remember her as Cankles) would start class in darkness, and recite rules that were not enforced anywhere but her class. “If your pants have belt loops, then you must wear a belt.” “If your shirt length is more than 3 inches below your waist, you will be sent out of class.” She would always volunteer to do detention, walking around reciting rules and making sure we were silent, heads up, facing forward.
Intermix the gaps with neglect, sexual harassment charges against teachers, kids fighting teachers, drugs, etc.
But, hey, you know, my generation is the one that doesn’t want to work and full of psychopaths. Must be the video games. \s