Teachers

I was in a small high school. Our class was always the same people, every time. We weren't always the best class. I'm pretty sure on at least two occasions, we made a teacher quit. One, who we'll call Mrs. Smith, tried everything to stop us. She separated us, and even one time brought a recorder to class to show us how bad we were being. We thought the recording was funny. She quit as soon as was possible. I'm not surprised. We were kind of jerks.

The next one we will call Mrs. Johnson. This one was worse. I don't think she got in five minutes of teaching everyday because of how often she had to tell us to be quiet. One of us counted how many times she did it in one day. The number was 227. I'm pretty sure we drove her crazy. I remember hearing from one of her other classes that she yelled at them, "Shut the mouth up!" On another occasion she yelled "Stop shaking the bed!" I have no idea why. I think we may have taken her insanity to a new level at that point. I remember on one test she gave us a question that the book said could be answered either "salt" or "brine". Most of us put salt, and she said the answer was brine. She marked us wrong, and we began chanting "salt!" and banging on the desks. We ended up getting the points, but not in a good way.

Yea, we were a bad class. But I think we turned out okay.