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The Mentality of Teachers
Let me set the scene for you. It's after a test, everyone else is still taking it. We have the whole hour, but it's about the ancient Egyptians, a subject I know left and right. Ayway, we have about half an hour until the hours up, so I take out a book and start reading. Just reading, not bothering anyone, not making noise, just reading.
So, next thing I know, the teacher (who shall remain nameless, mostly because I don't remember his name), comes up to me and asks, "Did you finish your test?"
What kind of a dumb question is that? "No, I'm not gonna do my test today, I LIKE getting bad grades, why do you ask?" duh. So I say "Yes", plain and simple, because, well, I'm not an idiot. So then HE tells me to write a five-paragraph essay on the building of the pyramids.
I can tell when someone's giving me busywork, but just to be safe I ask, "Is everyone going to have to do one?" And of course, he says, "No."
So, powerless as I am agaist the Almighty Permenent Record, I sigh and take out a peice of paper. He turns red in the face and invites me to join him in the hallway (Oh, knock it off you sicko.)
"We need to talk about your attitude problem." He says to me. (ever notice how they love to use the phrase "attitude problem?") "All I did was sigh!" I protest, but of course, he found a fault in that.
"It shows a lack of respect" he says, (so basically he wants me to give him big balls)"It conveys the message that I'm wasting your time." Now how am I supposed to answer that? I try honestly, because I can't figure out what he wants to hear. "Well, ISN'T busywork a waste of time?" Then he turns from red to kinda purple. "COME WITH ME!" He screams, dragging me into the school office. "THIS YOUNG LADY NEEDS TO SIT HERE UNTIL SHE CALMS DOWN A LITTLE!" He screams at the lady behind the desk. (Me? you're the one changing colors.) frankly, I'm perfectly calm, so I sit down in a chair and read my book, which is what I wanted to do in the first place.
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