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It’s that time of year again where all the females are walking around dressed like Hans Solo.













My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.

In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.

Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.

I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.

This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.

Never forget.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shit

it’s twisted stuff

this is important.




Where the fuck did yall go to school? Please do not generalize the American Public School system because of your issues within it. While yes the school system is flawed compared to other countries, there are school systems that are actually doing well and exceeding expectations. 

Also, this isn’t about the public school system, this is about teachers WITHIN the system. Those were examples of bad teachers, not of the American School system.

I straight up don’t believe that those two with the long ass stories of how their genius was so persecuted in the school system are being honest.

What the fuck do you mean the teacher wanted everyone to get C’s because she didn’t believe in gifted children?

How’d your super involved parents let their miracle baby get taught fractions by a goddamn Captain Underpants villain?

Nah, I had a similar experience during standardized testing one year.

My freshman year I finished my standardized test in record time. First one finished, head in desk. The monitor asks, “Did you even look at it” and I said, “I read fast and it was easy”. This continues for all sections.

After the test the goddamn principal calls me to the office and suspends me for a week for blowing through the test and half assing it. I told him, “Nah im finna call my mama you cant even do that”.

My mama came down and cussed his ass smooth out. He eventually reversed what he said the next day after she placed a call to the school board Superintendent, who she grew up with next door.

When the results came back and I was in the 99th percentile he had to apologize over the intercom and personally to me.

Maybe I just grew up in the right school district, but my teachers made us strive for excellence. If you were an average student, they did everything in their power to help you become above average. No one was left below average and if you were below average they have seminar class to get you to become on grade level. GT and AP/IB courses are encouraged, as well as taking classes at the community college if the courses are not rigorous enough for you. Yes, I’ve had some pretty shitty teachers, but as soon as you reach out about these shitty teachers you’re moved into a better class. Here they understand that everyone learns differently and I believe that they truly prepared me for college. I’m sorry for a lot of other American Public schools that didn’t receive this type of treatment while attending, but you cannot generalize an entire country’s school system when there are good ones out there.

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