What are your terrible teacher memories?

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A bit random - and in no way a teacher bashing thread! I was just inspired randomly by a thread about whether people make sure the sink is dry after use.
I had an absolute hag of a home economics teacher - who one day had a right go at me after I had washed up all the dishes. She lifted up the wash basin, and there were soap suds on the bottom of the basin. She got angry at me for it, and made stay behind and wash it until there was not a soap sud left. I was then late for next lesson. I'm still indignant about it, she was a fucking loose screw.
This was only 10 years ago!!!

PE teacher absolutely picked on me from the start of year 7 because I was chubby. I was excellent at netball (not just me saying that, I really was good and it's the only sport I've ever been anything other than complete shit at) but she refused to ever give me a chance in the team because of my weight. She once took me as a reserve to a tournament but still wouldn't let me play. Picked on me whenever she got chance. Evil bitch got sacked years after I left. I never found out exactly what happened but I reckon it wouldn't be far off what happened to me.

In the 60s, my mother a school teacher, washed a pupils mouth out with soap because she swore at her. My mother is a nasty piece of work, who now in her nineties has forgotten all the bad things she did.
The school she was working at was a special needs school. Then called ESN.

A genuinely nasty PE teacher who had an absolute screaming meltdown at me for not knowing the rules of basketball the first time we played it. I couldn't understand a word she was yelling, veins popping, everything. Very odd.

(late 70's/early 80's) Primary school headteacher who forced me to eat food that I don't like. I hate vegetables, salad, mincemeat, fat on meat, dark meat, most fish, lamb. I have a lot of issues with texture and taste.

She forced me every single day to eat my entire meal. She stood over me and watched me force it down while gagging and washing it down with water. It would be cold by this point.

One day part of my tooth came out in a bread roll. I took it all out of my mouth and put it on the side of my plate. She made me eat it all including the tooth as she would not listen to me.

If I was 20 mins later finishing after the other kids then I had to sit in the corner for another 20 mins. I had to sit in silence and do nothing. I was told off for reading during this time. She tried to break me but she didn't. She just really upset me day after day after day. Nothing she did could make me enjoy those foods.

I begged my mum for a packed lunch but she refused as school dinners were free.

It only improved in the last couple of primary years, when they stopped cooking on site and brought meals in. There was a choice of salad each day instead of the veg and jacket potato instead of the potato. I would then take the skin off the jacket and cover the salad with it and I did this day after day after day. She never noticed or if she did she ignored it. Maybe she had given up by that point.

It left me with life long issues with food, that may have otherwise resolved a bit when I grew up. (Although nowadays there are recognised conditions with food issues).

Primary school teacher
Miss Dibb-Fuller
Tied a kid to a chair to stop him fidgeting and put a mark (with permanent ink) on another kids hand so she could tell left from right

I had a history teacher who used to drink at lunchtime and really stank in the afternoon. He often fell asleep. Nice man but obviously had problems.

Openly sexist and racist French teacher. Great class if you were a white boy. But girls and ethnically diverse pupils picked on, ridiculed and taunted.

I know the original intention wasn't to have a teacher bashing thread and some of these stories are awful, but these are individual stories and mostly long ago.

Let's not start with the whole fuck all teachers please.

(THeimpossiblegirl) I have some awful individual stories of my own from the 80s .
And some more decades later from my children's school.
It does not matter how long ago something happened it can still be with you years later.
I often wonder if any teachers remember what they did and how it affected some of us.

I was about 6 had to attend a church school, I knew nothing about religion and in assembly we had to sing a hymn, I did not know the words so was kind of mumbling and this older grey haired male teacher came and dragged me out of the line by my hair and ranted and shouted at me why was I not singing?

I have never sung since and the thought gives me a panic attack

Are you a teacher.

Had so many in the 80s. There were a couple of paedophiles as well. One of them was talked about but wasn't prosecuted until years later.
I remember an RE teacher calling my friend a slag. A Physics teacher who would intimidate and punch the boys. Nothing was ever done.

I am a teacher, yes. And I would never treat a child with anything other than kindness and dignity. These stories are horrible but it's not all teachers by a long shot, especially now.

Show and Tell reception class. One excited little lad said he needed his school bag to show. And tipped a large dead bird out onto the table.
What sort of parent allows their kid to pick up a dead bird ( he said he’d found it dead by their car as they left for school), put it in their bag and tip it out for Show and frigging Tell.

I wore nail polish to school one day (against the rules) and she made me stand on a chair in front of the class and peel the nail polish off until it was all gone. I was 11. That would have been in the mid-90s. Thinking back now that was pretty fucked up.

I moved to london from northern Ireland in the late 70s. I was eight. My teacher used to call me IRA girl and wouldn't let me go on a class trip to the horse of the year show in case I bombed the horses!

There seems to be a high concentration Of PE related experiences here, which I will add to.
I had some wonderful teachers in senior school who were genuinely caring, pupil focused and inspiring. But the PE teacher I was unlucky enough to have was horrendous, a complete bully. She made no secret of the fact that she despised anyone who wasn't athletic and in the first sports teams, and openly mocked and humiliated me at every chance she got. I was an incredibly quiet, shy pupil and dreaded PE sessions from week to week.

I was buzzing when it came to 6th year when PE sessions weren't compulsory, but as my luck would have it I spent the next 2 years with her as a small form class teacher. Smaller pupil group so nowhere to hide and she was just as nasty outside of the PE room as in it. Just more personal insults than sports related ones.

Probably when the headmistress of my primary school beat up a screaming, crying little boy in front of the whole class. She struck him round the head and dragged him across the floor by his hair. Still upsets me when I remember it. This was the 1970s when cruelty to children was acceptable in schools.

The german teacher who had spent a year living in Hamburg, and boasted about his trips to the brothels of the Reeperbahn to his classes (all girls school).

I moved across country and went to a new school, and we were bitching about teachers and I mentioned this guy and someone said oh the german teacher at this school has mentioned seeing prostitutes in Hamburg too!

I am totally unsurprised that a very substantial number of these stories involved PE teachers.

They were notoriously sadistic as a species. In fact, I think an empathy bypass must have been a prerequisite for the job. It was almost as though they had been trained to be bullies. I even remember us being made to play hockey in thick snow and subzero temperatures wearing just shorts and a t-shirt. Teacher was wearing full tracksuits and a ski jacket coat.

Apparently it was "character building", and if you couldn't do well in a sports team (hockey, netball and others) in whatever weather then you would be no use as part of a team in an office or wherever else you went to work when the time came. That was, of course, complete bullshit. They spouted it quite a lot though.

My comment was taken down because i used the F word.
I suspect i offended a teacher i am sorry i was just saying what i thought it was not a teacher bashing
I will re- type it.
I hate schools always have always will.
I dont like teachers either.
Being treated so badly at school it still hurts to day.
1)I wanted help and asked my class teacher for it i said im being abused at home (rape) my reply was oh so your not a virgin then and told me to stop
fibbing. ( if i could not trust a teacher no way was the police gonna believe me)

2. my sister passed out due to cramps and was blamed for faking she was bleeding really bad that day and the maths teacher would not let her out to the school nurse she had bleed all over her chair.

3. my pe teacher told me to shave my legs and i got hit in the face with a rounders ball by one of her fav students nose pissing out she said she saw nothing i must have done it myself.
   Miss mancell who told me to use the boys loos as i looked like a boy.
   same teacher game me pitcher books because i was to stupid to read i could read. ( she did get fired in the end she was just awful to all the kids that looked poor)

I have loads more.

When I was around 9/10 years old and on a school trip my teacher stopped dead in the middle of Charging Cross station and called me to the front of the line and screamed in front of the entire class
" Go into those toilets NOW and sort out your hair,face and filthy dirty hands.. I refuse to walk another step with such an embarrassing filthy dirty child!"
I was severely neglected as a child so it was mortifying to be blamed for it in front of my entire class.

In addition to the one I mentioned earlier, I had another terrible PE teacher who just seemingly had no idea how to talk to or deal with children. Complete bully. If you didn't like cross country you had to do an extra lap in just your PE knickers rather than a skirt (no option for the girls to have shorts or jogging bottoms back then).

One day, one of the girls a year or two above was playing rounders and threw the bat back when she was running (not enough bats to go round so we were supposed to drop it). She 'accidentally' threw it in the PE teachers face and broke her nose. To this day I see it as poetic justice. And 'SJ', if you ever read this thread, just know that the kids treated abysmally by Miss C considered you a hero that day!

i have a few but equally a few great teachers. So to even it out here goes. Teaching on knowing I had a terrible home life ridiculed me in front of the class for my shirt not being ironed. ( we didn’t have an iron). I was 11 and it has stuck with me. Same teacher did it to my DB.

on the plus another teacher in one of my many other schools brought me in snacks and some uniform bits. Plus a large bag of girly things. No drama just handed me them with a wink. Never forget that teacher either.

Misses the point of the thread, but was it actually called home economics?
I was at school 15 years ago and it was called food technology, textiles, resistant materials etc.
Home economics did not exist back in the day of my high school days, left in 2008.