Students in the Hands of an Angry Teacher Have you ever witnessed your own teacher shave someone’s hair? Or even assign over 40 assignments when she is absent for “club”, also known as cult activities? If you haven’t, man, have I got some bad news for you. Strap in kiddos, because I’m going to share my experiences with Longleaf’s infamous English teacher capable of striking fear into anyone’s eyes, Ms. Taylor. She is especially ruthless when it comes to classwork, appearance, and your presence in general. For example, she treats homework and her “absences” in a different way. She is no doubt academically challenging, and you will find out soon enough. Before I was a junior, I had heard many rumors of Ms. Taylor supposedly eating her student’s homework. Of course, that was …show more content…
The ways she makes fun of me are unacceptable and would even annoy the most emotionless of students. First of all, she started a rumor that my new name was “Fathead” and even convinced the entire school. How would you feel if you were called that every day, huh? And to make things worse she goes beyond criticizing my outfits and just criticizes me in general. Even I know that some of you would be offended by these statements. You all need to hide your emotions soon before she bares her teeth and you and makes you her next victim, believe me. So, now you’ve seen Ms. Taylor’s true colors. Hopefully by hearing this a good amount of you are scared of being able to image my experiences with her, and you should be. She only comes once in a generation as a teacher willing to make it a living hell on your appearance, presence, and piles of classwork. She has gone the extra mile of assigning us 40 assignments for her absences, shaving my head, and even giving me a ridiculous nickname. Sadly, now you will all have to deal with this in the near future too. But now the question lies, how will you
I read the book Killing Mr. Griffin, by Lois Duncan. There was an English teacher, Mr. Griffin, which nobody liked. He was a tough teacher, and didn’t give anyone an A. Not even the smartest student, Susan McConnell. They disliked him so much that they wanted to try and scare him by kidnapping him.
assignments. In the case of Miss Hiller, she was becoming very discouraged because she didn’t seem to know how to motivate her students to learn. She is also bothered of the fact that the students didn’t seem to like her, and that she is having problems disciplining her students. Stansbury and Zimmerman (2000) suggests that to make life less stressful for new teachers like Miss Hiller, the principal may reduce the number of students in a beginning teacher’s classrooms, refrain from assigning them the most challenging students, and minimize their extracurricular and committee assignments.
Melinda was an outcast and loner in high school who was overwhelmed, fearful, and confused with her life and her environment at school. She was always silent in class and afraid to speak in front of people. Many students today might feel the need to fit in with other people so they wouldn’t have to be looked down upon. As we take a look at Melinda’s life we’ll be able to see how she handles her daily conflicts. In the book, Speak, Melinda Sordino, an incoming freshman at Merryweather High, starts her year off with a terrible start. She’s stuck with a mean history teacher, by who she calls Mr. Neck and a whole bunch of other weird teachers like her English teacher of who she calls, Hairwomen, because of her crazy, uncombed hair. Her favorite teacher would seem to be her art teacher, Mr. Freeman, because he seems to be the nicest and most reasonable. Every student, even her ex-best friend, Rachel Bruin, gives her nasty looks and treats her rudely. All this trouble started when Melinda called the cops at an end-of-summer party. Everybody thinks she did that just to bust them and get all the people in trouble but instead, she called the cops for something more terrifying. During the night of that party, she was raped by a senior who goes to Merryweather High, Andy Evans, by who she calls IT or Andy Beast. She was too scared and didn’t know what to do so she called the cops. Because of this, now everyone in school is disgusted and hateful of her. Though most of the students didn’t like her, she did become sort of “distant” friends with Heather, Ivy, and her science lab partner, David Petrakis. With all the drama, sadness, and conflict involved in Melinda’s life, she still seems to manage and finish the school year without ...
For the spring term, the faculty made changes and Philip got assigned to Miss Narwin’s homeroom class. Things got worse when Philip was assigned to her homeroom as if being in her English class wasn’t bad enough. When Philip got back to school he found out he was assigned to counseling. Philip was furious and still wanted to get out of Miss Narwin’s English class.
Ms. Kelli Rollins was a beautiful person, inside and out. Being only about five foot four, slim build, and young looking with her big brown eyes and welcoming smile, it was hard to tell her apart from her students at just a glance. But her age and work appropriate wardrobe, that still managed to be totally fashionista perfect, helped her keep a manner of professionalism when working in the classroom. Doubling as a teacher as well as part of Paragould High School alumni also made her seem even more oddly fascinating since none of us ever wanted to come back after graduation. Or so we said.
I sat with her every other day for the first four months of the past school year, and gave her specific expectations and examples to ensure extreme clarity. This teacher became one of our most requested staff members this year, due to her successful implementation and the step-by-step planning of the newly adopted Common Core State Standards. She truly respected the time that I took to work along her side, even though I hadn’t taught Language Arts or History at the Middle School level. The wealth of instructional strategies that I provided, alongside her content knowledge served her Steadiness Personality and Behavior style that is motivated by cooperation and sincere appreciation.
... her a fantastic professor at Texas Woman’s University. No matter what route Doctor Rosen would have chosen as a college student, it can be safe to say that she would still end up in the same position due to her love for children and her knack for guiding students.
The qualities that made Ms. Johnson superior, was that she went beyond the scope of her job in order to show her students that she didn’t just see them as students, but as people whose company she really enjoyed. Ms. Johnson gained their respect, when she went out of her way to go visit them at their house/job in order to encourage them to keep trying in school, and to see for herself the type of environment they lived in, since the students would comment “Come and live in my
She honestly cares about all her students and makes the effort to learn about them as well. She made me actually enjoy going to her class, despite it was on a Thursday night. In addition, I didn’t mind doing all her assignments because
There are certain moments in my writing process, even more than twenty years later, that I can still imagine hearing that sharply critical voice striking a deep and lasting blow as the journalism assignment replete with bloody red ink landed on my desk. “This is all wrong,” were the words my high school journalism teacher stabbed me with as she passed down the aisle pausing only long enough for me to catch a whiff of her nicotine breath. At the very same moment my stomach muscle knotted, my face burned as if with fever, and those four words echoed out of control over and over again in my ears. Notoriously late for class due to her love of smoking cigarettes in the teacher’s lounge (in those days smoking was allowed in school buildings), Ms. B’s entrance into the class on this particular day was no exception. With a flurry of authority, arrogance, and impatience, she appeared before me-the subservient and humble student. Her disdain for my writing was obvious in her written comments on the returned assignment. But it was the spoken word about my writing that intimidated and humiliated me, even to this very day when I allow myself to think back on the incident.
Greeting, my fellow students, my name, if you don’t know is Carter Acheson and I am here to set you free. Set you free from the dread of homework. Set you free from long, enduring essays. Set us free from the constant hardships called all-nighters. Set us free, from stress and anxiety. And overall, to free us from, the teacher.
Almost everyone goes through conflicts throughout their lives. Some people experience these conflicts when they are old and some come across their dilemmas when they are young. At a young age I had to choose what the right thing to do was. This choice I had to make has had a big impact on my life and others.
When I first arrived at CIS, I was a little overwhelmed at the size. It isn’t a very big school but its layout was a little difficult and I had a hard time finding my way around until I finally ask a student where a Mrs. Richardson was. He, of course, didn’t know. After about 10 minutes of wandering around the halls I finally find the office and they tell me her office was downstairs. I find her at last and she seemed confused why I was there. Apparently she thought I wasn’t due until the week after. I was beginning to have some doubts about the organisational skills of the school. She looks around the halls and pulls the first student she can find to the side and asks if she doesn’t mind showing me around. She nods and tells me to follow her quickly as she was late for class. So my first class at CIS was art. I thought this was going to be fun as I always liked art but after the first mind numbing hour I realised that this wasn’t cut out for me. The class itself was fine and the teacher was a fun guy but I had nothing to do other than just watch the other students make their brilliant masterpieces of art. There was one high point and that was when the art teacher told the class that he read an article about a homicidal doctor who would stick ice picks up people’s noses. Fun. After two hours we were finally allowed to go.
Mrs. X taught all of the 6th grade classes except for Science and Social studies, which were taught by Mrs. Ludick and Mrs. Z, respectively. She also taught english to the 4th and 5th graders. I remember having her in english in 4th and 5th grade. I thought she was fairly nice. I was to proven very wrong later. She also seemed like a fairly decent teacher; the work could be challenging, but she always made the work understandable. Other than that, she seemed like a very average teacher. Sometimes she would tell irrelevant stories, sometimes she would get mad and lecture, or sometimes she would let us mess around a ...
Alexia Hall the teacher personally seems to be a person who does not like to play games with her students. She seems like a straight froward person. I have a feeling she has heard a lot of excuse of why students do not have their papers. She warn us not to start killing off are family when paper are due. Which I thought it was funny, because even as a student I have heard some crazy stories about people who just kill of there whole family when a paper due or a test day.