Some countries banned homework, because they know kids should spend that time with family and friends and playing, and that if a kid doesn't know what they're doing and do it wrong, then they aren't learning. I wish schools here knew this.
The bit toward the end where they're talking about "when am I going to use this" broke my heart. It is absolutely a legit question and when authority figures scoff at that, it shows that they either can't give the kids a straight answer or they've become so immersed in their field of study that everything else in life has fallen to the wayside. Having access to a public education is a good thing and it should be an engaging experience for people of all ages but so many factors alienate students from that education and often leave them unprepared for adulthood.
Very true. I'm in college now, studying to be a teacher. And....a big part of that is because a lot of times, I felt the achool system had....for lack of a better term, failed me. I was bullied to the point of a kid banging my head against a table, discouraged from pursuing music by my BAND TEACHER, and whenever I told math or science teachers my plans to be an author, they'd scoff at me. Same acoff whenever I asked how what we learned would be applicable. Like....I.think that a baseline of classes should be given to every student, give basic knowledge. But after a certain point, kids should be able to pursue whatever they want to do. Even in college, my ADVISOR tried to get me to change majors THE FIRST TIME I MET HER!!! So yeah...it honestly is really heartbreaking that so many classes like this go on. And when ever I have my own class and I'm asked this question, I'll answer 'whatever you want to'. Even if tje kid just hates my class amd.wanta to.do.something else. Because teachers are supposed to.inspire passion, not induct followers.
One kid in my middle school math class said "when are we going to use this? Why can't we learn tax?" And the teachers just said " that's what we're learning"
Yeah, its a very brushed away question that could be answered and give hope to a lot of teenagers. But adults don’t want to go through the process of talking which is good subjects and how it helps and realize that not everyone needs to Trigonometry, all of Physics, etc. But change isn’t always accepted.
To be fair, even if there was a completely reasonable and understandable answer to that question that every teacher could easily retort with, how many students would accept it? Especially in high school, when students have been doing what amounts to the same thing for around 10 years. Most teenagers have become very jaded with the whole experience at that point, and it’s not exactly realistic to expect anyone who has been made to do something for 10+ years to accept the idea that it was good for them.
There's something really comforting about the fact both Danny and Arin failed a few times in school and just got on with their lives. Really helps with my current position.
@Sternia Hoenheim smart. i learned not giving a shit or even caring about the subject somehow gets me good grades. i don't know how. i legit don't fucking know how. i fail on small tests and then on big won's for some reason succeeded. this keeps happening.
@Sternia Hoenheim im not bragging im just giving a point in how school dosent just make you smart. or anything. if iam able to not care. and still be able to pass everything without learning. it shows how unimportant it is and how it dosent help much. i was agreeing with you. i was just giving how i learned. i just listen and know.
In Highschool, I had a project where I was partnered with this girl. Long story short: I was doing pretty much everything (terribly, mind ya) and didn't have enough time/resources between this and two other projects for classes to "redo this entire left side of the poster-board." As the date to the expo of everyone's projects loomed overhead, I took a big risk and stole my own project from the back of the room and snuck it home and burnt it. Expo day came and I asked "hey, sir, have you seen our project?" "No. Huh, that's strange. I know I saw you two working on it." (A good fifteen minutes of searching both rooms) "Huh... well, I'm sorry kids. I guess someone might've snuck out your poster-board and used it. Tell ya what, why don't you help out with me managing the other classes during the event today and I'll just give you both a passing grade." Needless to say, I'm eternally grateful for this teacher and am still sorry I had to resort to such an act. But hey, that's life. Gotta get creative if ya don't wanna fail, eh?
"I was thinking up a DnD character named 'Blademaster'" "...well was he?" "No he died quite quickly actually, thanks for bringing it up..." God I love Danny.
Ian Huffman not really the same situation but I was really into anime/manga styles when I was in high school so I did my final art book in manga styles, my art teacher told me anime/manga wasn’t art. An art teacher,,, told me,,,, a certain style wasn’t art 😑 like the fukk?? So because she said that I made a massive manga final piece just to rub it in her face lmao
School story? School story. My first grade teacher was Mrs. Grossnickle and I would always feel ill around the same time every day and ask to go to the nurse and mom would pick me up and take me home. One day Mrs. Grossnickle had enough and yelled at me in front of the entire class. Saying I was lying and was just trying to get out of class and I was fine and not sick. A few days later I was diagnosed with Leukemia.
rknight718 Aw, that sucks! Joe aka Roman Reigns is diagnosed with leukemia and he had give up his career in the WWE to battle this disease. Prayers to him
Arin called the "child toucher" Randall. The band teacher in my high school was arrested for hitting on students. His name was Mr. Randall. We called him Handy Randy.
School Story Okay so growing up with ADHD begets you a lot of impatient people yelling at you for not being able to control your brain. My kindergarten teacher wrote countless letters to my mom about how horrible of a student I was because I wouldn't pay attention. And then one time my mom, my teacher and some other faculty members were having a meeting where my mom brought attention to the things my teacher said about me. My teacher denied that she said anything, and without missing a beat my mom pulled out the letters and fucking passed them around. Near the end of that year, that teacher pulled me aside and told me that if I didn't "fix" myself, I would never be accepted by anyone. Still trying to figure out what's broken. Fuck that bitch.
David Heath I have ADHD as well. Don’t worry about that bitch, you’re fine the way you are man. Just by not being as awful as she is, you’ll amount to more than she ever will.
Focus is overrated. Some jobs really lend themselves to ADHD, especially once you learn to manage it. Screw her. There's a reason she's only smart enough to teach kindergarten.
The most frustrating thing about having ADHD for me is people not understanding what that means. When they expect me to be able to choose when to just not have ADHD because it's a bad time, like it's brain chemistry not a personality trait.
dude, i had a very similar experience, the only difference is that my spelling teacher screamed at me in front of the entire class saying i'd never amount to anything and i'd grow up on the side of the street eating racoons out of trashcans. don't listen to those pieces of shit. there isn't anything "broken" or whatever, it's just how your brain works. i have severe ADHD too, it's a bitch to deal with sometimes but you just have to find your own ways to cope.
Honestly, despite a small percentage who get everything their way, you're spittin the fucking truth. My middle School years were shit upon shit upon some cummy shit
I will never forget the time one of my teachers was late and we heard stomping down the corridor and we saw him wearing a black shirt and black pants and boots with a comb over and... a Hitler stach and he proceeded to talk In a garbage german accent about ww2 and I think this is where I gained my love of history.
It's both concerning and oddly comforting to hear that there's horrid teachers that everyone had experiences with. I was called stupid in front of the class, was talked shit about to the other classmates whenever I stayed home, never did anything when I was being bullied and said nothing when I was called a low life. She could be all smiles and encouragement with others, but she was just utter disappointment and scowls with me. I couldn't understand the math and so she kept kids who didn't finish their homework after school. She would keep me behind for HOURS, until it got dark, and she'd yell and scream at my face about directions, which as a scared 6th grader, of course I didn't retain any of that shit, everyday after school, no matter if I was bawling my eyes out. I was told that I'd let down my family and friends, that I already am by failing and that my family gave up on me, said that I kept her from her own family cause she, on her own, kept me at school. She had gotten mad at ME for being CUT by another kid who broke and sharpened their pen, cause I didn't tell her due to how deathly afraid of her. Floating through the best I can of senior year and years of therapy, I can safely say fuck you, Mrs. Chu, big ol fuck you Hope everyone can work through their own experiences, sorry if you read through this much!
The Holy Waffle Holy fucking shit man! I thought that the teacher who snapped and called my entire class idiots was bad, but that’s a whole new level of insanity. Fuck her, she can go fuck herself.
I grew up with rreeaaally terrible teachers, nearly identical to what Arin and Dan have experienced. To anyone who is going through a hard time or has had it in the past...school is NOT the end of be all. You can still become a successful, smart, happy, and good contribution to society without your old peers. I was told, "drawing and doodling will get you nowhere in life" and was belittled by my teachers who had the consideration of a hand grenade. Guess what? I achieved First-Class honours in my animation degree. Won festival and competition prizes. As of writing this, working for an animation studio on a tv series that is airing. Finally, just got 100k subs and received my silver play button. There are tons of successful people who didn't have a good experience with school. Arin, Dan and the Grump team are amazing examples. They've gone through the ups and downs in life. Now they're like the happiest people I know. You can do it, or if you are down atm...raise up and prove those people wrong.
I had a kindergarten teacher who rejected one of my art assignments because it "didn't have enough color." So, in a move I have never once regretted, I went back and re-drew the entire picture in the palest yellow marker I could find, then turned in in, like "THERE'S YOUR COLOR." I've got my first published comic out now, and you bet your entire ass it's in black and white. I think it's just something about how I process images. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Indybot When I read this I just imagined you being like “Oh... SO sorry...” and just dunking your hand in a big bucket of paint and just slapping the paper repeatedly, lmao.
"Can I see the paper?" "(Holding back laughter) y-- yeah sure..." (Gives the paper) (Flips it over) "AAHH IT'S TOO MUCH" "Bet you never said that beforeWHEEZE"
I’m a freshmen rn. I have special needs which affect my fine motor skills, which means my hands don’t work as well as everyone else’s and because of it I have bad handwriting. I went to years of occupational therapy to make it even legible. So like two weeks ago my Spanish teacher finds a worksheet with no name. She said it had bad handwriting so it had to be a boys. Naturally everyone starts to tell her she’s wrong and that wasn’t cool. But instead of stopping she keeps going. She goes to the front of class while we’re all working and says girls just always have better hand writing and boys have sucky handwriting. I sit at the front and she walks over to my desk and grabs my sheet in the middle of working and shows it off to the whole class. Me being the timid person I am just go “thanks for calling me out like that” very quietly. Eventually she stops and I’m super embarrassed, no one laughed or anything but it was still just the worst thing to do to a student with special needs. Luckily my friend in the class got super pissed once I told him and that made me feel better that he cared.
I know how stressful it can be to be slow at writing. I hate it so much when schools make you do an assignment by hand, especially tests, because I'm of course the last one to finish. I never said anything because I didn't want to be a nuisance, and luckily, no one ever commented on me. I'm always told my handwriting's neat because I'm slow enough I can actually focus on it. Needless to say, I try to do everything on the computer.
Nyx12 What a fucking bitch. I had pretty bad handwriting for a long time too and it felt so shitty when my peers mocked me for it, I can’t imagine a teacher doing that. You deserve better, I’m glad you have a good friend tho
When I was in second grade, I'll never forget, my teacher Mrs. Dunn was a wicked woman. She looooved picking favorites, and she made it obvious to everyone who was "that kid" each year. When I had her, she picked this girl named Sarah. Now, Sarah was such a nice girl, but since Mrs. Dunn treated her like royalty, everyone was super mean to her. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. I hate cake and cupcakes, not because I don't like the taste, but because it's too sweet and it makes me nauseous. One day, it was some kid's birthday and they brought in cupcakes for the whole class, and when they came to me I politely declined, saying something like, "Oh, I don't like cupcakes. Thanks though, you can enjoy that one yourself, it's your birthday anyways." Of course Mrs. Dunn would have none of that, so she told me it was _rude_ to decline. I told her that frosting makes me nauseous, and she said "scrape it off, then." By this point I was really fed up with her, so I ate the whole thing as fast as I could with the frosting and all. Soon after, when class had proceeded, I threw up EVERYWHERE. She tried claiming that I stuck my fingers down my throat just to spite her, but everyone around me vouched for me. She said I wasn't allowed to go to the nurse but I just walked right out of the classroom anyways. I've never been one to talk back to teachers, but I made an exception just this once, and when I left I remember looking her dead in the eyes and saying, "I told you so." The nurse called my parents to come pick me up, and when I left I felt so good about myself. In second grade you're what, 7? I think it's still one of my best moments.
Being honest can really get you places. My stats teacher asked why I didn’t turn in the classwork problems a week ago and I explained that I had been feeling really depressed and I had been struggling to pay attention in class and she was super understanding, and said she would go over the worksheets with me later. 10/10 would explain again.
And sometimes it can get a teacher to hate you and think your wimp. It’s honestly not a students fault, teachers need to have some more respect for kids and understand that we’re growing up and don’t know everything and have to deal with different types of social pressures than they do as adults. It’s honestly kinda sad and I wish teachers had to take a yearly test or survey or something where they have to relearn how to engage with students and be more understanding.
In the 3rd grade, I wrote a little book about a ice cube escaping a freezer and melting. It was a bunch of line paper stapled together. I spent about a week working on it which for a kid is a long time. When I finished my teacher asked me what it was and I explained it to her. She asked if she could read it to the whole class and I said yes thinking she would praise me for being creative. She read it to the class and then began to actually review it. She went off about how the protagonist had no personality, there was no real story, no real setting, and how “simple” the language in it was. She then threw it away in front of the whole class and said “You should spend your free time doing something productive instead of being something you’re not.” Awful lady. Luckily the school year was about over so I didn’t have to deal with her anymore.
I think my most traumatizing memory was in 4th grade, I was 9 years old, and whenever I did a test I would make a drawing for my teacher in the back of the paper, and they were really nice about it, thanking me and saying how talented I was and all that stuff. So one day I was finishing my math test and I thought "well, let's make a drawing! Why not?" And as soon as my math teacher passed to get the tests, and she saw the drawing, she just started screaming at me, about how a test is something serious and whatever, in front of everyone, and they just started laughing at me. Thinking about it, yeah you probably shouldn't draw on tests, but my other teachers were so nice about it. And I guess my math teacher was right on confronting me, but not in front of everyone, and screaming at me. I never felt so embarrassed
Story: I was in the fourth grade and I had ADHD, which made me extremely inattentive in class while also being extremely hyperactive. My teacher, who I believe was about 50 years old, apparently either didn't understand or believe that I had ADHD, and would treat me like complete shit. She would constantly put me at the front of the class and scream at me, calling me words like "retarded" and "stupid dumbass" and she said I would never be anything. And she would intentionally give me bad grades, even when my parents proofread my work. One day, when my parents were fed up with me not doing some of my work, my mom went to her classroom to see if I could do the work as extra work for home. Her response was "us teachers here do not like to send work home" which, btw, is a fucking lie "because we do not want out student's parents to do their work for them"...while my mom was asking for her to give me the work that I wasn't doing in her class. After that she was "retiring" but she was most definitely being kick out of the school. In other words, Fuck you Claire, Fuck you
Same kinda thing happened to me looool. It was around first grade (I have no idea how I remember first grade) and I lost one of my worksheets. The teacher started to say stuff like “she’s hiding (her assignment) in potted plants” to my mom. I literally had no idea where the worksheet went, I thought an unnamed one was mine but it wasn’t and it was my friend’s. Then, I was at church last year and this lady (who was married to the interim pastor) had the AUDACITY to be like “oh yeah we had fun together” when she made light of me being distraught over losing an assignment??? And didn’t try to help me when I was confused?? And mind you I had undiagnosed ADHD as well and didn’t really have the best attention span and was always thinking about other things than school, also the first ADHD counselor I went to called me “it” one time and didn’t refer to me by my name.
My 4th/5th grade teacher banned the word "Shrub" because we all said it so much and made so many jokes about it. A kid would just stand up and shout *SHRUB* and everyone would lose their shit about it and start screaming. She hated me.
Looking for a specific story? I got you! 0:00 Visiting your old schools / Arin caught drawing / Dan would punch old music teacher 6:03 Dan cries behind piano 7:02 Dan bunks off school to get sucked off / Arin told he'll fail class / Flowers of the French Alps 10:39 OneyNG's classroom joke / Dan's Stegosaurus obsession 13:32 Farting in class / hot wash of embarrassment 15:07 Warm Fuzzies / Cold Prickly 16:16 Dan's water balloon partner / Dry tugging handjob at the Jersey Shore 18:54 Mystery Class / Bullshit classes 21:05 "Give it to me Alex!" 21:52 "You're so funny!" Pez dispenser 22:56 Dan hangs Kermit from ceiling fan 25:34 Arin steals Waverace 64 27:27 FITH (Fucked In The Head) 31:53 "You loied to me!" 33:38 The turn your head and cough test / Fondlin your particulars 37:18 Ross's racist schoolmate gets beaten up 40:56 Arin's mom pulls him out of high school 44:45 Pillow Indians 55:02 The girl who makes noises in gym 56:35 Pog gambling at Ross's school 59:02 Arin's school rant / When am I ever gonna use this? / Arin on how to talk to people 1:05:34 Ross's bully's drunk driving accident 1:07:27 GameGrumps wiki says Dan slept with his first grade teacher 1:08:18 Jumpscare "I'm sorry, go on?"
Do you know what playthrough the Ross racist schoolmate and pillow indians stories are from? It looks like a Grumpcade but I don't see it in the playlist. Did it get deleted?
I almost died of electrocution when I was in high school. So, this was about sophomore year for me. My high school was not originally built as a school, but was instead an old news station for, like, Channel 5 or something, and that went bankrupt, so it was then converted into a charter school that focused on filmmaking. As such, the building wasn't exactly designed with the safety and wellbeing of children and teenagers in mind. So, one day, my science teacher, who was this sweet old British lady who everyone loved, takes us all down into the basement to germinate some seeds by taking them and putting them in a sandwich of, like, wet newspaper and leaves, and you need to have darkness and water for that to work, or something. The place is really musty and creepy, it's dimly lit by, like, one lightbulb, it's covered in dust and debris and old broken computers and shit, and there's metal support beams on the ceiling and stuff, which you would NEVER see in a real high school. Now, because this was, essentially, a film school, we kinda used that to our advantage a lot of the time and used it for the set of, like, ALIEN-esque horror movies. Anyway, I'm done with my seed project, so I'm just standing around, waiting for everyone else to finish, with my hands in my pockets, twiddling my thumbs, when something catches my eye; over in the corner, I see this giant ribbed metal tube full of exposed wires hanging from the ceiling and hovering just inches from the ground. I'd just recently had another science class teach us about how electricity likes to travel towards the ground, and for that reason, if a wire is near the ground and it arcs, that means it's live. With that in mind, looking at this tube full of wires, I concluded that, because it wasn't arcing or even making a sound, it wasn't live. So I approach it out of curiosity, and I decide, in my infinite wisdom, to pick the damn thing up. I'm looking at it, moving it around, and stuff, and for WHATEVER reason, I start lifting it to the ceiling, towards those metal fucking support beams I talked about earlier. And then... I honestly don't know how I got out of this. I don't know if it was divine intervention, magnetism pulling it upwards, or me having some kind of instinct kick in and flinching, but my fingers disconnected from the metal mere MILLISECONDS before the live wires arced the biggest fucking arc I've ever seen in my life. Maybe it started vibrating and spooked me, I dunno. If I hadn't dropped it in that moment, I would be dead, and I'll tell you why in a second. Meanwhile, I'm on the floor, heart racing, having just narrowly escaped death, and everybody's crowding around me like "Oh my God, are you okay?" And I'm just kinda stunned and chuckling "yeah, I'm fine" My hair was standing on end, it was crazy!!! I'm not sure if paramedics were called, but it was a huge commotion. That's not even the funniest part. We go back upstairs, and there are kids running around in the halls panicking, clearly upset, and I'm like wtf; it's at this point that I learned that that tube contained wires that were literally connected to every system in the school, and when it arced, the entire building lost power for about a minute, causing everyone who was on a computer to lose progress on their projects. And that's how I got the name Electro for the last 2 years of high school
Yo, throwing water balloons to a childhood crush while Heaven Is A Place On Earth plays in the background? That's a pure childhood experience. Shit makes me wanna cry
My worst school memory was when I was in 8th grade and I was in an advanced English class. My mom just became an English teacher herself at the time and I had told her about how my English teacher professed that his classes had the highest writing scores in the annual state standardized test. So she sent him an email saying she wanted to sit in on one of his classes, she didn’t specify which class because she wanted to arrange it with him first. So one day, I’m sitting in class after lunch and my English teacher asks me “Hey, would you like to hear something embarrassing about yourself?” And of course I was shocked because I didn’t know what he had on me, I didn’t even know my mom had sent him that email. So I said “Uh, no??” Then he said “okay, then get out of the class and wait till I’m done”. So I’m forced to get up, because I didn’t know what he would do if I were to defy him and I had never been in a situation like that before. So, I sit outside of the class while he proceeds to tell the whole class that my “mommy” was going to come sit in on our class and observe. I only find this out after I beg my best friend to tell me what he said after I walked back in and the whole class was laughing at me. I don’t know why he had it out for me. I was an A student, and I never did anything wrong besides talk to my best friend. I have hearing problems so maybe he thought I wasn’t paying attention although that was on my record. Some teachers are just awful for no reason. I wonder if he ever felt proud that he deliberately humiliated a 13 year old.
I never knew what happened to him. I never told my mom about it until I finally broke on the last day of school when I started to cry out of pure relief that I wouldn't have to sit in his class and be harassed by him. My mom at the time was LIVID, and she talked to principal about it and the principal personally apologized to me saying she wish she could have done something more about it had I come clean sooner.
I kinda know what that's like. I'm on the spectrum, and my teacher in third grade always pointed out when I did poorly or wasn't keeping up with the rest of the class. He even openly encouraged other students to tease me! Luckily, my parents transferred me to another class. However, last I heard, he was a principal at another school! I fear for those children...
Jesus christ....What boggles my mind is the fact that these are supposed to be adults responsible for children. How fucked do you have to be to humiliate your own student, lmao?
A teacher I had told me straight up that unless I went into engineering, medicine, or math, I would not amount to anything in life. This was after I told him I'm going to be an author.
I don’t have any awful bullying type stories about school. I was depressed and still am but I did my best to overcome it. It really took over every now and again. I failed every class in 8 grade twice. I gave up on several passions over the course of everything at eventually just dropped out to do what I wanted to do. Currently married to the love of my life with 2 beautiful young girls with a very engaging and fulfilling job in Law Enforcement.
We had to do this project in 8th grade. It's called expo. idk if anyone else had to do it, but it was utter bullshit. We had to pick a topic, write a 5 page essay, and make a poster board for it too. I did the mental health of touring musicians. In order to do the essay we needed to interview someone. Every local musician I contacted ignored me, baby talked me, made a date and time and never did it, or set the interview up only to tell me they couldn't help me at all. basically just wasted my time. So I tried to interview my schools music teacher cause he had apparently did some touring. Sounds easy. Here's the catch. He was in Switzerland... I had to email his wife who was also a music teacher. She asked me to email her the questions so she could email them to him. So I did, cause I'm a good 13 year old. She doesn't respond for over a week. I'm thinking she sent them and shit. She calls me out of gym, god bless. And yells at me because I didn't send an email REMINDING HER to send the email and that not doing that was UNPROFESSIONAL!! She goes on to say she hasn't spoken to her husband in weeks and all that bull. We only worked on the project on Thursdays. That last Thursday, I was sick. Do you really think I wanna remind a grown women to do something very simple when I'm home sick? I'm sorry my sickness is unprofessional. But so isn't bringing your relationship into the work space and complaining about it to a student? To say the least, I understood why he was in Switzerland.
When I was three, I had to go to a sorta pre-pre-school for a week because I'd only recently started talking and they were worried I wouldn't be able to communicate properly. It was my first time being around kids my own age, so naturally I was excited and tried to make friends. Obviously that led to talking in class. But I was three; of course the teacher would understand, or at least take it easy. No. First offense, every day for that week, heavily scolded and sent outside for the rest of the day. My mom always came to get me and found me in tears. When she finally confronted the teacher, she explained that I was a complete nuisance and called me and the only two friends I'd managed to make "The Bad Blond Boys." She'd known us for a week, and she gave a group of toddlers a title that blatantly hostile. My parents were furious and demanded I be put in a different class. The next week, everything went perfectly with the new teacher. But the damage was done. I was sent there to make sure I was ready to communicate, but since that's what got me in trouble, I ended up having a mental block with it. To this day, conversating in any way is one of my greatest challenges, along with making friends. All cuz some bitch thought it was her place to decide a toddler she was supposed to prepare for pre-school, a primarily social environment, needed to be scolded and punished for being too talkative, when I sure as hell wasn't. Also just fuck American schools in general. They're all so focused on standardized testing and raising automatons that they write off everything else as worthless. Wish I grew up in Canada or Finland or something; Finland has the best schools in the world right now primarily because they cut standardized testing and homework.
This one time in high school I accidentally snitched on my friend while he was watching Sonic porn on his Macbook.... Let me explain... My high school had this program (don't know if it does anymore) where anyone above freshman level would be given a Macbook Pro to do work on. Normally in class the schools WiFi would have several sites blocked like CZcams, Reddit, Facebook, etc. But everybody found a way around that just by putting an S in front of the P in http. Real amateur hour on the schools part. Anyway, once we found out how to do this, the computers were basically jailbroken and we could go anywhere we wanted. I personally used it for CZcams and Newgrounds, but there were a good number of people who got busted for looking at porn on the dang things. One day as I'm waiting for the bus to go home, I see my friend William almost pressing his face against the screen. So I get curious as to what he's watching, and take a peek from over his shoulder. And I managed to catch a quick glance of Rouge the Bat getting pounded by Knuckles before he quickly closed the page and asked me how I'm doing I'm a slightly annoyed voice. I just give him a devilish smirk and ask him what he was doing, to which he replied with "research for a paper." I responded with "If the teachers catch you looking at that shit, it may be last paper you write here." And he got that hot red wash of shame, closed his laptop and told me he'd see me tomorrow. I thought it was funny at first, so funny in fact that I didn't notice the teacher not 10 feet away from me who was secretly listening to the entire thing. Cut to the next day when William came back, and his laptop was confiscated by the school and he couldn't use it for the rest of the month. So because I called out my friend for looking at Sonic porn on his computer, I accidentally got his laptop taken away because I just happened to call him out within earshot of a teacher.
When I was in 4th grade, I was gonna go to a friend’s house after school to play with Bionicles, and so I had put mine in my lunch box. My teacher saw it and she took it, because we weren’t allowed to take toys to school per the policy. Sad to say, I never saw that toy again. Teacher never told my parents and they never knew that they were supposed to because she had lied and told me they said they didn’t want it back. Also in 9th grade I had a teacher who told me he didn’t think I’d ever make it for anything and that I should give up. He walked up to me when I got my diploma and apologized to me for saying so, because he was proud I did it against all belief.
That reminds me of this one time I was in 3rd grade. I had this Yoshi plush that acted like a backpack clip, but after a while, I discovered that I can insert a pencil into the plushie's hand (the hand was folded) and that was how I would have an extra pencil with me. I would just let Yoshi hold that extra pencil if I needed it. Until that one day when my history teacher saw that I grabbed a pencil from Yoshi. She flat out told me to go to my homeroom and then turn a card (You know those card things that elementary schools do). But as I was gone, she took off Yoshi and put it on a shelf, where I couldn't reach it. When class ended, she told me that she wouldn't return it and to not ask for it ever. My card was already at yellow and once it was red I would be sent home. I was too much of a wuss to just straight up ask for Yoshi again, so I stayed silent. Yoshi is probably still up there, heck, I even know that the teacher still works at that same elementary school. Sometimes I wish I could just break in after 8 years and steal it back, just to avenge 8 year old me.
Even talking to Gynaecologists, there is so much important stuff that kids going through puberty need to learn in sex ed that is ignored and it's so wrong
When I was in elementary school, my arts teacher used to really discourage me from drawing and always praised everyone else no matter how good or shitty their work was whilst being hypercritical exclusively towards me. One time when she sent us to take pictures of nature, I managed to snag a picture of a flower with pretty decent lighting and composition and showed it to her and all she told me was that I took it by accident. I ended up only getting a C in her class. When my parents went to ask her what was going on with my grades, I was always blamed for being too shy and scared to participate in class, which was obviously going to happen at some point, considering that she was tearing apart everything a little kid did. Fast forward to a couple of years later in high-school where I got referred to by both of my arts teachers as one of the most talented students they’ve ever had, although I still don’t believe them. In the end, I lost all of my passion and interest in drawing and it also messed up my self-esteem a lot. I still never have the motivation to draw or finish any of my drawings even a decade later. But guess what? This wasn’t even the worst part: I actually got harassed by some other teacher in the same school and the bullying was even more soul-crushing. I guess they really had it out for me for some reason. Goes to show how much of an impact shitty adults can have on your life even from your childhood and how much of a hell hole school can be. Anyways, please forgive the wall of text. Have a nice day! Edit: Thanks for the encouraging comments, everyone!
I can relate to this- I was never the “favorite” kid in most classes, but towards high school, all of the “art kids” who decided to continue art seriously was essentially the teacher’s favorite. Everyone but me for some reason. She had some weird thing against me that I still cannot put a finger on since I’ve always been extremely polite and respectable towards her, even more so since I knew she didn’t like me for a reason I did not know. Either way, I will never forget when I told her the exciting news that I was accepted into a really good art school (as some of my peers achieved as well). Her response back to me was, “wow, I guess they’re just letting everyone in now, huh?” And I will never forget that.
95% of the students in my school are depressed and or sad about something. A lot of us make jokes about wanting to die and such, and the counselors in our school are shittt. It doesn’t help that our principle really doesn’t care very much, and all of the staff are severely overworked. Legit I think if I didn’t get an IEP I probably would’ve failed by now... People get super upset if their 4.9 gpa drops to a 4.5. Everyone feels like they NEED to take AP classes in order to get into college. (You don’t) it’s really really insane here and I low key hate it. Can’t wait for senior year! :’ D
One of the best memories from school I have is a time when I was having a panic attack over exams or some shit and freaking out about not getting stuff done in time, and this teacher just strait up says "Don't worry it. It doesn't mean shit." Word for word, that's what she said. Thanks, Miss Fettus. XD
i renumber not caring and winging all exams. than passing all classes but one. i felt like a genius i mean i didn't really care since. why would i be winging something i cared about?
Basically in preschool I went to a Christian school and we used to sing songs and learn about Jesus and I had no idea who that was so one day I asked and this teacher named Ms. Robin gave me this stare that I will forever remember
I had an experience kinda like this where I didn't realize that I was "Christian" and not everyone went to church. I didn't even know who Christian was and why that name always came up, but whatever... I was way too old before realizing this...
When Dan was telling his fart story and Arin was all like "Awesome!", I just started thinking of someone farting in class and then someone else going "Awesome!" And I just started laughing my head out
For the most part my teachers were amazing. My kindergarten teacher moved to be a 3rd grade teacher and requested me to be in her class. But in the 6th grade. My home room teacher. Dear god. We had these math booklets we would keep in the back of the room. She said mine was gone and I must have done something with it. She said I'm just going to get a zero on everything we do in there because I lost it. Then she would watch the girl next to me copy all the work I did. She was very rude to me. When I was in the 7th grade, she was leaving. I decided I would try one last time to be nice. I plucked up some courage, walked over to her, and was like "Hey Mrs. _______, I just wanted to say goodbye!" She looked me right in the face, turned around, and left. Like that was literally the last straw. I had been far too nice. Flash forward 2 years, she got arrested for drugs and DUIs. One year later. Same thing. One more year later, same thing again. So honestly I don't feel bad for her. But then I had a rocking 7th grade math teacher. From then on out, I've had great math teachers.
*low-key dark story:* In kindergarten (the 2 years before first grade), I had a teacher fuckin sadistic and hateful that she scream 24/7 at 4-5 year old children. She banned us from playing in the yard in PE and regularly screamed at us until some kid vomitted from the sheer anxiety. One day, I wasn't hungry but my teacher for some reason forced me to eat it all. I puked because of that but even after I told my mom and she complained to the office to switch classrooms. They refused and I was forced to stay there. That terrible human being continued teaching there until she retired. Edit: I had to go to a Therapist for a while because of that.
i had a daycare nanny like that, she would feed me winter berry and put it in my milk. she did it so much i became immune from the poison that comes from some of the winter berry (P.S. she also used to make me eat them raw)
That’s absolutely disgusting. It reminds of the time when I woke up crying after having a nightmare during nap-time in kindergarten. This teacher just ran up to me and hit me multiple times. (Keep in mind that I was like 3 at the time.) I told it to my parents and my mom complained to the office too, but they denied it, saying that nothing like that happened. It’s probably my oldest memory yet.
I know this isn’t nearly as bad but I had a nanny that made me eat carrots until I threw them back up (because I was a chubby child) she then made me sit for in a dark room for hours because I threw it up. I was really scared of her.
I was in 5th grade math class, bled through my pants and got on my shirt so i cried in front of the class, ran out of the class while talking to a teacher helper and got to the nurses office. My mom came and dropped a pair of pants (and shirt) off for me that were actually my friends and i was taller than her so i squeezed myself in the pants and barely could even button. I asked my mom if i could just go home with her cause i was so uncomfortable but she said no. So i went to my next class and we had to sit on the carpet so when i was going to sit down the pants ripped from the crotch area to upper leg area so my underwear were showing to the whole class and everyone laughed at me and i started bursting out in tears.
School Story: I never paid attention in my 6th grade literature class, so my brain learned to completely tune out my teacher's voice. The class was going over the chapter they just read (I read none of the book, so I honestly have no context), and all of a sudden they stopped talking and the class went silent looking around at eachother. I'm confused so I assume the teacher's probably calling me out for not paying attention. I look back at everyone awkwardly and slowly raise my hand to ask what's going on, but as soon as my hand is being raised the teacher's expression goes to almost...shame??? And she immediately says "I should have not said that then. I'm so sorry." And I just clocked out from that as soon as it passed, but everyone else kept looking at me and making me feel even more confused and awkward. The teacher pulled me aside as I was leaving and vaguely apologized. And my friend at the time tells me later "I didn't know you were adopted!" Or maybe I said something about my parents and she said something along "But I thought you were adopted", and I'm so stunned I shout "I'M NOT ADOPTED!!! WHY WOULD YOU THINK I'M ADOPTED??!?" Well apparently she highly doubted anyone in our class was adopted (something to do with the main characters i think) and quickly did a poll, to which I raised my hand awkwardly to. Everyone in my class was weirdly offended as I clarified I just wasn't paying attention. Although I felt so guilty, I never told the teacher, cuz it was just TOO awkward a conversation. I should have totally gone to Summer School for that class, cuz I didn't do nun nor learn a THING (just read my own books through it and ignored everyone), but the teacher let me pass somehow.
“I always thought the ‘turn your head and cough’ thing was because the doctor felt bad lookin at you in the eye while he was fondlin your particulars” - Andy Milonakis This made me laugh harder than pretty much every game grumps line ever
The Ross story about bullying holds very true In what he said at the end. While bullying when younger might seem the end of all that's right in your eyes then, it can become more than the bullies know. I was bullied a lot in my younger years, was told what a waste of life I was, how I'm never going to be anything useful in life. Well, years later... Here I am, now in my 50s, having been a successful manager of several stores, done look alike work for Paramount pictures, and a part time.voice actor. That scrawny kid they once picked on has grown to 6'4" and doesn't easily get moved... Literally, without some major force. Take heed in what you do bullies.. you never know what the person might become later.
I was in kindergarden eating a little sandwich baggie full of pretzels, and just was kinda in life autopilot, and all of a sudden, one of the pretzels tasted horrible! It was weird and waxy! It was a crayon. God damn you, crayola.
I took an AP Language Arts class and the teacher had trusted us, by always saying we were present, therefore we could skip and not get banned from school activities or things like dances, plays or football games. I went to that class maybe once a week. The best thing I learned is that language arts slowly gets less relevant with time, and the experiences you get from skipping is always better than the content you wpuld have got.
School in Australia is brutal and savage. It's a constant struggle, physically and mentally. Nobody 'in charge' seems to care though. I came out with scars. Didn't stick around to finish high school.
I remember my farting in class story...one of my friends and I for some reason both had a bad case of the farts, and we just took turns ripping them as loud as we could in class. The teacher didn't know who was doing it, and no one would tell her so for like 20 minutes we took turns ripping the loudest farts and just making the whole class erupt into laughter...eventually the teacher got so frustrated she just left the room for the rest of the period. One of my favorite school memories.
I had this exact same thing happen to me while I was teaching (8th grade math btw). Two kids kept disrupting class with back and forth flatulence. I had an idea who they were, but anything you do or say to the kids as a teacher will just make you the enemy and cause the whole class to blow up as if the methane were thick and your words were a match. So instead, I stopped teaching, walked to the front of the room and waited until everyone was quiet and looking at me and ripped the loudest fart I could. I was 13 once - I had learned how to cause farts to happen too. Of course, the kids blew up at this too, but the disgust they had for it quickly overwhelmed the laughter. I nodded to the two kids in the back and quietly told them we would talk about their potential rectal gas issues after class then went back to teaching. They didn't do it again all year, at least not in my class.
Hearing Dan talk about that jerk teacher, then directly acknowledge the “younger viewers” to make a message to follow your dreams just made me feel happy and safe. ‘Cause yknow what? Yeah, Dan! I will follow my dreams! I’ll be on Broadway someday! :D
I remember back in third grade, my class had an assignment on the grammar books. We were given 3 pictures (one of them would be blank so we had to guess what that missing picture is) and we had to write a short story that matched with the picture. The first picture was a girl setting up paint tools to paint the porch. The second was blank and the third, from my point of view, was that she was painting the floorboard. I wrote my story according to the pictures and turned it in. Apparently, some students either didn't write the story or they half-assed it. The teacher made us redo it during recess, including me. I didn't know what was wrong with my story and my teacher didn't bother to tell me what's wrong. Not knowing what I did wrong, I pretty much rewrote the story without much changes. During our redo, the fourth-grade teacher came to visit and talked with my teacher. One of the conversations she was having, I swear she made sure that she was loud enough for all of us to hear but quiet enough to not make it obvious that she wanted us to hear it, "All these students right here, they're not going to the fourth grade. They're going to repeat this class next year." Upon hearing that, I was silently crying throughout that day. It didn't help that when she collected our papers and she read mine, she just looked at me shaking her head with disappointment. Turns out the last picture, the girl was putting away her brushes but it was hard to tell. Now I didn't repeat third-grade but man, was she an asshole
Here's a story for the road. Ahem. So I actually asked the question "when am I going to use this?" In geometry. My math teacher proceeded to tell me that i would use it when I was working and making a rail for a staircase. Then some kids laughed. I thought that was just a stupid scenario. See, I didn't get the implication until a while ago. She was saying eventually I was gonna get a construction job and then I would use this. Jokes on her. She essentially said that to use this I'd have to fail at life and get a awful job so she teaching a failsafe. I win again Mrs. Moreno. I win again.
That's a bad teacher... the correct answer is "every time you open your eyes." Mathematics as a whole is a language, specifically the language of logic. Geometry is the logic of shapes. Walking through a door, you use geometry. Getting into a car, geometry. Quite literally any situation involving any tangible thing, you use geometry. The classes are there to help you understand your own thoughts, to assist in coming up with solutions to any problem.
If that was really how she meant it, that's just not how I would ever see it. Construction workers and architects get paid a pretty penny for their work, and both use geometry at work; I understood her comment to mean, "I believe that if you put in the work to understand this subject well, you, too, could have a bright, lucrative future as a construction worker or architect. :3"
I remember one time in 3rd class (around age 9-10) our teacher MsCarr, we would always annoy and she would yell etc. We came back in from lunch one day and she was frozen, sitting at her desk. So we were kind of weirded out at first, calling her name but she just sat straight backed staring right ahead. Then, when we noticed she wasn’t responding we started messing around to see if we could get her attention. No reaction. Screaming, yelling, we were on the tables but no reaction. Kids starting getting really freaked out and some left to find a teacher. Said teacher came in and saw MsCarr, then turned and ran for other teachers. They made her drink lucosade and eventually she came to, and she had no memory of what had happened. I learned a year later, after I was diagnosed a type one diabetic, that MsCarr had diabetes as well and she had a low blood sugar that day and easily could have died. Isn’t life crazy.
In 2nd grade my teacher threw my backpack out side because it was on the floor (our class Was separated from the rest of the school) and I went home told my mom and she set up a meeting with her. I have no clue what my mother said or did but my teacher ended up crying after it and she never ever bothered me again. Or anyone else about backpacks
since everyone's sharing their school stories, I thought I'd share mine. first off, when I was in 6th grade, i was diagnosed with anxiety, and i had to see a therapist for it. it was so bad that i would shake and start sobbing if i had to stand in front of the class. so in my science class, we had a project to do about tornado safety in each of the states and i think i got Kansas? anyway we were paired up and the girl i was working with wasn't doing like any work at all, i had to do about 80% of the work. the day it was due to be presented to the class, the project wasn't finished and i was super stressed because i knew this teacher had no empathy. a kid at my table who didn't speak AT ALL was forced to talk and present his project on the same day as this. so, its almost time to present and my anxiety is through the roof. i start shaking and crying and eventually have one of the worst panic attacks ive ever had. i put my head down on the table, and my teacher saw this. she said to me, very loudly "um, EXCUSE ME. you are being incredibly rude. would you want someone to do that when you're presenting? pick up your head." so i do, and im grossly sobbing, probably really distracting tbh. at the end of class, my teacher keeps me back. she says something like "you can present this to just us teachers instead okay?" and even though that's 100x worse i say okay because im terrified of her. when i go home i tell my dad, who calls her and tells her off. when he gets off the phone he tells me she said "oh yea i understand that they have anxiety, yeah i have ADHD i totally get it" ok sis whatever you say. when i get to class the next day she pulls me aside and tells me in a very low and threatening tone that we already figured something out and i didn't need to go and tell my dad. a few years later we find out that i have Generalized anxiety disorder, major depressive disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder, and i have since 5th grade. sis. what r u doin
School Story: I had undiagnosed ADD until I was about 11 or 12. After figuring that out, I started trying new things to try to help my triggers and whatnot. I remember talking with my parents about sharing the fact that I had ADD with my teachers. I suffered from a lot of bullying so I told my teacher during lunch. The doctor I went to to get help with my ADD had given me a book to help me learn about ADD, and at the back of the book there was a paper you filled out. I gave it to my teacher. Now I didn't really like her because she was often unnecessarily mean to me because I tattled a lot. She hands me the paper back and told me to hold on to it so she didn't lose it. Turns out she thought that ADD was AUTISM. At my school, you didn't want to be in the special ed class because they had a kid who bit people and pulled hair (actual low functioning autism). So as soon as I figured out she thought I had autism, I told my mom. Essentislly the teacher started asking me if I wanted to do work in the resource room, where the biting kid often hung out. My mom, realizing the mistake, talked to the principal. She (the principal) agreed with my mom that I didn't need to be in with the autistic kids because I didn't have a major learning disorder (I could read and write and do math I just couldn't focus to save my life). My principal then set up a way for me to get work done (going to the reading room which was the library so I could focus in math) and having a "Tattle Journal". I didn't like tattling, but a bunch of my classmates (in like 4th grade) were saying cuss words and talking about having sex, and I thought this was bad. I didn't understand because I didn't have a great understanding of what and what not to tell people on. This principal, in a school obviously behind in newer educational ideas and concepts (keeping kids with ADD in the classroom), then NEVER looked at this journal. My mom asked her every week "what did Nate write this week" because she was genuinely interested to see too. My principal had an excuse. Every. Week. So my mom had me switch schools to a performing arts school and voila! I did significantly better in class, graduated in the top 5 in high school, and went to a good college. Thanks mom for standing up for me 😆
43:34 I was so happy for Arin at this moment, just imagining him kickin' back and relaxing from sophomore to senior year, that I just laughed. Im so happy that he didn't get to experience the BS that HS is. God damn, i sure wish I could have that happen to me when I was in HS.
I went to a private school for middle/high school and it was for kids with ADHD and Dyslexia and boy howdy did this school know how to do education RIGHT. My homeroom class for 6th grade was teaching us how to give a proper handshake and greeting, and why that was important, now and in the future, for establishing interpersonal and professional connections. (To this day I still get complimented on my firm handshake.) and because this school was basically *made up of the 'weird kids'* who all had horror stories of their shitty experiences being bullied by their past teachers or kids from their old schools, we all connected and managed to learn immense levels of empathy and understanding *of ourselves* and that we're not sick or broken at all, we just think of things differently. Metaphorically, Our non-neurotypical brains are Windows programs. Our brain runs great, can do all sorts of things, fast, quality framerate, BUT everyone else runs on Mac OS. The Educational system was designed for the Mac OS and thus, the Windows are going to have some problems trying to run, and thus look like really shitty programs, either it's jailbroken and looks pixaly or shitty or it's slow or just doesn't load at all, but that because we're running on a system we weren't designed for. When put in the proper Operating System environment that can run our program, we can keep up with the best of them. There's nothing broken about *you,* it truly is just the system. That school has changed a lot since I left apparently, with a new headmaster, and just became a stupid preppy rich kid school for parents who are too ashamed that their kid "has problems" and puts them there to not feel guilty.
It’s absolutely crazy to hear these guys talk about their childhoods because it reminds me of mine and that’s somehow a comforting feeling. And its nice to know that these 2 wildly successful guys have had school blunders with the absolute pitfall I’m in with school rn.
So in 7th grade I had this math teacher who taught us straight from the book and when I would go ahead (because I was done in like three minutes) she would yell at me from across the classroom for not 'doing it together'. I'm not saying I'm smart, but goddamn where those problems fucking easy. And a few months into the year she sat me with a girl and like we knew of each other, but never fucking talked 'cause our statuses in the social sphere are so different, but I digress. The girl ended up moving tables (our tables were two pairs of students at this point) and I never got seated with anyone else. I sat there by myself for like two months. And since my teacher taught out of the book, I was stuck just sitting there mindlessly. I gave up like two weeks into that seclusion and just started doing nothing. Not like it mattered, because all homework and work scores were purely participation -- meaning she didn't give a shit as long as you scribbled lines on a paper. I literally put question marks and 'I don't know's everywhere and she still stamped it off. It didn't help I didn't know anyone in the class, either. I just sat there helplessly. And honestly _fuck_ that. _Fuck that_ so much.
HollyBlueAgitated They can have normal names I had two terrible teachers with normal names: Mrs. Link, and Mrs Scott But then there was Mrs Davali everyone in my class (me included) called her Mrs Devil behind her back cause she was the WORST the WORST
Buddy, thats nothing, my 4th grade teacher was named: Mrs. Huffingdick and my 5th grade teacher was named Mrs Rosenburger, they were both....okay...? No Huffingdick was well, a dick but rosenburger was alright for the most part
Honestly that first bit where they talk about teaching telling them to not follow their dreams was really inspiring to me. I am going to college to be a music teacher and those are the types of things I really want to encourage... it’s basically the reason I want to be a teacher is so I can be an inspiration for the kids who need it.
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The word "Shrek" was banned at my school in Pennsylvania because of "Shrek is love, Shrek is life". I'm not even joking
Kevin Colo I’m going to need some more context
Kevin Colo in my school the word “momo” was banned and I’m sure you know why😑😂
I am so sorry I didnt read this sooner. This is the best
Mckeesport or Woodland Hills?
Keeper Goin'
"I was making a Dungeons and Dragons character named Blademaster"
"And was he?"
"No, he died quickly."
“Thanks for bringing it up!”
Yep
Diolins4 dude That’s all I did in class, to be fare I ran the dnd club at my school so it was on my mind anyway
seems like a real bad way to spend gym class lmao, I’ve had english teachers talk a class away never PE
@@chrislane4965 "Well, you brought him up first."
Danny: *hangs Kermit doll as a joke*
The School: “Now this is an Avengers level threat.”
Kids: KIDS ARE BEATING EACH OTHER UP.
Camp: “Oh, just racist fun.”
GalaxyXD CLASSIC
Zach Shore also that would make an amazing meme these days
JJimJJam that exact thing happened at my school I’m not joking
I saw this comment as they were talking about it. lol
Arin: What were we talking about?
Danny: Someone stole your Wave Race.
Arin: Oh no, I stole it.
Danny: What?
that explains their dynamic perfectly
ThePeopleOnTheCouch plot twist of the century
ThePeopleOnTheCouch Arin: oh was that not clear
I scrolled past this comment RIGHT when this played whoa
Dan: “he has a son named steel”
What a freaking metal name
HA.
HA.
HA.
Six months in the future this is a great joke
Lol
if they met up in mexico would they be steel y dan
@@CandyKanna is,, that,,,, jojo reference 😩
"I'm already on the verge of tears...
... because I've lost the respect of my peers"
-- Dan Avidan - natural lyricist
Should start another music group called "Tears For Peers".
Well I mean he’s the lead singer in a band
Oh noooo
tears for peers
Some countries banned homework, because they know kids should spend that time with family and friends and playing, and that if a kid doesn't know what they're doing and do it wrong, then they aren't learning.
I wish schools here knew this.
Why couldn't it have been our country!?
That's actually really good reasoning! What the hell, America?
Thats hella good reasoning! I hate my countrys education system.... as does everyone else
Preach!
Most of those places also don't have summer vacation.
The bit toward the end where they're talking about "when am I going to use this" broke my heart. It is absolutely a legit question and when authority figures scoff at that, it shows that they either can't give the kids a straight answer or they've become so immersed in their field of study that everything else in life has fallen to the wayside. Having access to a public education is a good thing and it should be an engaging experience for people of all ages but so many factors alienate students from that education and often leave them unprepared for adulthood.
Very true.
I'm in college now, studying to be a teacher. And....a big part of that is because a lot of times, I felt the achool system had....for lack of a better term, failed me. I was bullied to the point of a kid banging my head against a table, discouraged from pursuing music by my BAND TEACHER, and whenever I told math or science teachers my plans to be an author, they'd scoff at me. Same acoff whenever I asked how what we learned would be applicable.
Like....I.think that a baseline of classes should be given to every student, give basic knowledge. But after a certain point, kids should be able to pursue whatever they want to do. Even in college, my ADVISOR tried to get me to change majors THE FIRST TIME I MET HER!!!
So yeah...it honestly is really heartbreaking that so many classes like this go on. And when ever I have my own class and I'm asked this question, I'll answer 'whatever you want to'. Even if tje kid just hates my class amd.wanta to.do.something else. Because teachers are supposed to.inspire passion, not induct followers.
If this cant be answered then why are they even here teaching? why even teach if what you're teaching is essentially useless to the kid?
One kid in my middle school math class said "when are we going to use this? Why can't we learn tax?" And the teachers just said " that's what we're learning"
Yeah, its a very brushed away question that could be answered and give hope to a lot of teenagers. But adults don’t want to go through the process of talking which is good subjects and how it helps and realize that not everyone needs to Trigonometry, all of Physics, etc.
But change isn’t always accepted.
To be fair, even if there was a completely reasonable and understandable answer to that question that every teacher could easily retort with, how many students would accept it? Especially in high school, when students have been doing what amounts to the same thing for around 10 years. Most teenagers have become very jaded with the whole experience at that point, and it’s not exactly realistic to expect anyone who has been made to do something for 10+ years to accept the idea that it was good for them.
"ive always been an honest person" cut to "its my wave race 64."
Ok hold u-
He probably means with teachers and other authority figures
There's something really comforting about the fact both Danny and Arin failed a few times in school and just got on with their lives. Really helps with my current position.
If you're in high school, remember to work hard, but also remember it doesn't matter and that there are so many ways to succeed outside of academics.
Absofuckinlutely
I dropped out of college and it was the best decision I ever made
@Sternia Hoenheim smart. i learned not giving a shit or even caring about the subject somehow gets me good grades. i don't know how. i legit don't fucking know how. i fail on small tests and then on big won's for some reason succeeded. this keeps happening.
@Sternia Hoenheim im not bragging im just giving a point in how school dosent just make you smart. or anything. if iam able to not care. and still be able to pass everything without learning. it shows how unimportant it is and how it dosent help much. i was agreeing with you. i was just giving how i learned. i just listen and know.
In Highschool, I had a project where I was partnered with this girl. Long story short: I was doing pretty much everything (terribly, mind ya) and didn't have enough time/resources between this and two other projects for classes to "redo this entire left side of the poster-board." As the date to the expo of everyone's projects loomed overhead, I took a big risk and stole my own project from the back of the room and snuck it home and burnt it.
Expo day came and I asked "hey, sir, have you seen our project?"
"No. Huh, that's strange. I know I saw you two working on it."
(A good fifteen minutes of searching both rooms)
"Huh... well, I'm sorry kids. I guess someone might've snuck out your poster-board and used it. Tell ya what, why don't you help out with me managing the other classes during the event today and I'll just give you both a passing grade."
Needless to say, I'm eternally grateful for this teacher and am still sorry I had to resort to such an act. But hey, that's life. Gotta get creative if ya don't wanna fail, eh?
Epic. Thank you C: I needed this story.
AwsmChimera NO FUCKING WAY
AwsmChimera you sir are amazing
I admire your creativity.
That teacher must have been very nice, I struggle to think of any teacher that would have passed me even if an assignment was ACTUALLY stolen.
2:25
If anyone is wondering, he is talking about Steel Burkhardt. He was in the original broadway cast of Aladdin and Hair national tour.
Well his dad is cool
"I was thinking up a DnD character named 'Blademaster'"
"...well was he?"
"No he died quite quickly actually, thanks for bringing it up..."
God I love Danny.
Ian Huffman not really the same situation but I was really into anime/manga styles when I was in high school so I did my final art book in manga styles, my art teacher told me anime/manga wasn’t art. An art teacher,,, told me,,,, a certain style wasn’t art 😑 like the fukk?? So because she said that I made a massive manga final piece just to rub it in her face lmao
School story?
School story.
My first grade teacher was Mrs. Grossnickle and I would always feel ill around the same time every day and ask to go to the nurse and mom would pick me up and take me home. One day Mrs. Grossnickle had enough and yelled at me in front of the entire class. Saying I was lying and was just trying to get out of class and I was fine and not sick.
A few days later I was diagnosed with Leukemia.
rknight718 Aw, that sucks! Joe aka Roman Reigns is diagnosed with leukemia and he had give up his career in the WWE to battle this disease. Prayers to him
RatedRKOFan I didn't know that! Well if I was able to beat it Roman should have no problem.
Well that took an unexpected turn. I had a tumor removed in 11th grade, but it was miraculously not cancerous.
God bless
Gotta know what she says
Arin called the "child toucher" Randall. The band teacher in my high school was arrested for hitting on students.
His name was Mr. Randall. We called him Handy Randy.
That is legitimately hilarious. This comment is underrated
lets try to keep this at 69
More like Handsy Randy.
That’s because in the US we wouldn’t spend it with family, *want a hint why?*
Who calm down there bob the builder of freaky stories
School Story
Okay so growing up with ADHD begets you a lot of impatient people yelling at you for not being able to control your brain. My kindergarten teacher wrote countless letters to my mom about how horrible of a student I was because I wouldn't pay attention. And then one time my mom, my teacher and some other faculty members were having a meeting where my mom brought attention to the things my teacher said about me. My teacher denied that she said anything, and without missing a beat my mom pulled out the letters and fucking passed them around. Near the end of that year, that teacher pulled me aside and told me that if I didn't "fix" myself, I would never be accepted by anyone.
Still trying to figure out what's broken. Fuck that bitch.
David Heath I have ADHD as well. Don’t worry about that bitch, you’re fine the way you are man. Just by not being as awful as she is, you’ll amount to more than she ever will.
Focus is overrated. Some jobs really lend themselves to ADHD, especially once you learn to manage it. Screw her. There's a reason she's only smart enough to teach kindergarten.
Sometimes people don't understand being different doesn't make you any less human and its despicable
The most frustrating thing about having ADHD for me is people not understanding what that means. When they expect me to be able to choose when to just not have ADHD because it's a bad time, like it's brain chemistry not a personality trait.
dude, i had a very similar experience, the only difference is that my spelling teacher screamed at me in front of the entire class saying i'd never amount to anything and i'd grow up on the side of the street eating racoons out of trashcans. don't listen to those pieces of shit. there isn't anything "broken" or whatever, it's just how your brain works. i have severe ADHD too, it's a bitch to deal with sometimes but you just have to find your own ways to cope.
Dan: everyone is human
Mark Zuckerberg: *sweats*
As if that reptilian ass alien can sweat lmao
leaks*
*shortcircuits
@@Xamp1256 Then Dan is a reptilian?
I have a running theory: Everyone who goes to a public middle school has a bad time.
Well the first (and hopefully only) time I got suspended was in Middle school...sooooo...yeaaaa...
Mine was dandy
@@caleblollis5806 Are you sure? You didn't rationalize unpleasant experiences, or suppress any memories?
@@andrewponder3855 to be honest, not really
Honestly, despite a small percentage who get everything their way, you're spittin the fucking truth. My middle School years were shit upon shit upon some cummy shit
I will never forget the time one of my teachers was late and we heard stomping down the corridor and we saw him wearing a black shirt and black pants and boots with a comb over and... a Hitler stach and he proceeded to talk In a garbage german accent about ww2 and I think this is where I gained my love of history.
Wow
That’s... kinda scary if I’m being honest. Couldn’t have picked any other day or topic to do a cosplay for? 😬
Like, I’m glad that inspired you to love history but oof
God imagine if he did that sort of thing today
I love the fact that this video has caused a subreddit's worth of stories in the comment section
Post tge reddit link bro
Imma need that reddit thread bro
Lol
deadass though it really is
“Not a school kid but…”
Whats the difference between a moodle and a banoodle?
SKADOODLE!
*skaboodle
I'm boutta skaboodle in the frooble rn
Starts at 10:39
Joke at 11:38
😂🤣
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17:30 - Underrated moment.
"Did you ever like-"
"NOPE."
"Reminisce about that story with her"
"Oooh"
Ahahahaha 😂😂😂
In my kindergarten class i farted and while the whole class laughed my teacher who always liked me pulled out and read a book called "everybody farts"
Amazing
"a teacher who liked me pulled out"
UNMMM.....
Sounds like a book I would write as a joke
I laughed too hard at this Rodriguez I'm supposed to be asleep
Sounds like a a really bad REM song parody.
"Do you want a hug?"
"I do want a hug. Give me a hug brother . i got deep"
I can relate
Time stamp?
@@intracranial_formation 54:57 hella late but aye
@@leftoverwater128 Cheers mate
It's both concerning and oddly comforting to hear that there's horrid teachers that everyone had experiences with.
I was called stupid in front of the class, was talked shit about to the other classmates whenever I stayed home, never did anything when I was being bullied and said nothing when I was called a low life. She could be all smiles and encouragement with others, but she was just utter disappointment and scowls with me. I couldn't understand the math and so she kept kids who didn't finish their homework after school. She would keep me behind for HOURS, until it got dark, and she'd yell and scream at my face about directions, which as a scared 6th grader, of course I didn't retain any of that shit, everyday after school, no matter if I was bawling my eyes out. I was told that I'd let down my family and friends, that I already am by failing and that my family gave up on me, said that I kept her from her own family cause she, on her own, kept me at school. She had gotten mad at ME for being CUT by another kid who broke and sharpened their pen, cause I didn't tell her due to how deathly afraid of her.
Floating through the best I can of senior year and years of therapy, I can safely say fuck you, Mrs. Chu, big ol fuck you
Hope everyone can work through their own experiences, sorry if you read through this much!
i renember when a teacher. tried taking my notebooks because i was drawing. i held on until the paper riped.
The Holy Waffle
Holy fucking shit man! I thought that the teacher who snapped and called my entire class idiots was bad, but that’s a whole new level of insanity. Fuck her, she can go fuck herself.
honestly i’m annoyed that u couldn’t do anything about what happened to u and same things have happened to me
Mrs. Chu is pretty fith amirite
The last time you saw her did you tell her "I won't mrs.Chu", eh?
I love when Ross' accent pokes through
"Countah Stroike clahns ah pretty nohmal now"
I grew up with rreeaaally terrible teachers, nearly identical to what Arin and Dan have experienced. To anyone who is going through a hard time or has had it in the past...school is NOT the end of be all. You can still become a successful, smart, happy, and good contribution to society without your old peers.
I was told, "drawing and doodling will get you nowhere in life" and was belittled by my teachers who had the consideration of a hand grenade. Guess what? I achieved First-Class honours in my animation degree. Won festival and competition prizes. As of writing this, working for an animation studio on a tv series that is airing. Finally, just got 100k subs and received my silver play button.
There are tons of successful people who didn't have a good experience with school. Arin, Dan and the Grump team are amazing examples. They've gone through the ups and downs in life. Now they're like the happiest people I know.
You can do it, or if you are down atm...raise up and prove those people wrong.
I love that Ross's accent gets stronger as soon as he says Australia
He invoked its power
Arin: "I love learning."
*Skips tutorials in games and doesn't learn the game mechanics*
While I agree with you, and find it funny, he probably has more interest in learning new stuff outside of the gaming world.
@@Waffersforever this ♡
He's not against learning, I think he's against being taught
“i love learning”
-proceeds to drop out of highschool-
To be fair, he didn't really have a choice when he dropped out.
I had a kindergarten teacher who rejected one of my art assignments because it "didn't have enough color." So, in a move I have never once regretted, I went back and re-drew the entire picture in the palest yellow marker I could find, then turned in in, like "THERE'S YOUR COLOR."
I've got my first published comic out now, and you bet your entire ass it's in black and white. I think it's just something about how I process images. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Indybot When I read this I just imagined you being like “Oh... SO sorry...” and just dunking your hand in a big bucket of paint and just slapping the paper repeatedly, lmao.
"Can I see the paper?"
"(Holding back laughter) y-- yeah sure..."
(Gives the paper)
(Flips it over)
"AAHH IT'S TOO MUCH"
"Bet you never said that beforeWHEEZE"
@@Rebel-hl9nn I swear I thought at the end you were gonna say that they slapped the teacher with a painty hand
I did the same exact thing once in middle school same color and everything lol
I had the same thing happen to me! Also I hope to get my comic published some day too!
Dan: *talking about going to house party and liking a redhead*
Dan: *plays house party and chooses the redhead*
No one: *notices*
Mm
Wait wasn't Rachael Dan's favorite?
Pretty sure she's a brunette?
I’m a freshmen rn. I have special needs which affect my fine motor skills, which means my hands don’t work as well as everyone else’s and because of it I have bad handwriting. I went to years of occupational therapy to make it even legible. So like two weeks ago my Spanish teacher finds a worksheet with no name. She said it had bad handwriting so it had to be a boys. Naturally everyone starts to tell her she’s wrong and that wasn’t cool. But instead of stopping she keeps going. She goes to the front of class while we’re all working and says girls just always have better hand writing and boys have sucky handwriting. I sit at the front and she walks over to my desk and grabs my sheet in the middle of working and shows it off to the whole class. Me being the timid person I am just go “thanks for calling me out like that” very quietly. Eventually she stops and I’m super embarrassed, no one laughed or anything but it was still just the worst thing to do to a student with special needs. Luckily my friend in the class got super pissed once I told him and that made me feel better that he cared.
Nyx12 teachers can be just as despicable if not worse than teenagers. It does get better. Sorry you got called out that way. It was far from right.
I know how stressful it can be to be slow at writing. I hate it so much when schools make you do an assignment by hand, especially tests, because I'm of course the last one to finish. I never said anything because I didn't want to be a nuisance, and luckily, no one ever commented on me. I'm always told my handwriting's neat because I'm slow enough I can actually focus on it. Needless to say, I try to do everything on the computer.
Nyx12
What a fucking bitch. I had pretty bad handwriting for a long time too and it felt so shitty when my peers mocked me for it, I can’t imagine a teacher doing that. You deserve better, I’m glad you have a good friend tho
What a whore
The fuck is wrong with people
When Ross was telling those stories, you can hear he was catching the Australian accent again being around the guest.
Who was the guest?
Master Piggymaster I believe the guest was Dave or boyinaband. He does music and stuff
@@maracajesus4825 i thought so
Dave’s british though
When I was in second grade, I'll never forget, my teacher Mrs. Dunn was a wicked woman. She looooved picking favorites, and she made it obvious to everyone who was "that kid" each year. When I had her, she picked this girl named Sarah. Now, Sarah was such a nice girl, but since Mrs. Dunn treated her like royalty, everyone was super mean to her. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. I hate cake and cupcakes, not because I don't like the taste, but because it's too sweet and it makes me nauseous. One day, it was some kid's birthday and they brought in cupcakes for the whole class, and when they came to me I politely declined, saying something like, "Oh, I don't like cupcakes. Thanks though, you can enjoy that one yourself, it's your birthday anyways." Of course Mrs. Dunn would have none of that, so she told me it was _rude_ to decline. I told her that frosting makes me nauseous, and she said "scrape it off, then." By this point I was really fed up with her, so I ate the whole thing as fast as I could with the frosting and all. Soon after, when class had proceeded, I threw up EVERYWHERE. She tried claiming that I stuck my fingers down my throat just to spite her, but everyone around me vouched for me. She said I wasn't allowed to go to the nurse but I just walked right out of the classroom anyways. I've never been one to talk back to teachers, but I made an exception just this once, and when I left I remember looking her dead in the eyes and saying, "I told you so." The nurse called my parents to come pick me up, and when I left I felt so good about myself. In second grade you're what, 7? I think it's still one of my best moments.
@@user-gf2sw8qk2n I was raised petty 😛
your a fucking legend
nice
Want to know something real ironic? One of the nicest teachers I had had the last name of Dunn.
You're probably allergic to it. Whenever I eat peanuts I vomit.
Being honest can really get you places.
My stats teacher asked why I didn’t turn in the classwork problems a week ago and I explained that I had been feeling really depressed and I had been struggling to pay attention in class and she was super understanding, and said she would go over the worksheets with me later.
10/10 would explain again.
I once said "yeah the entire week has been stressful and a marathon of mental issues"
I just got told I had a week to do it and to get over myself
And sometimes it can get a teacher to hate you and think your wimp. It’s honestly not a students fault, teachers need to have some more respect for kids and understand that we’re growing up and don’t know everything and have to deal with different types of social pressures than they do as adults. It’s honestly kinda sad and I wish teachers had to take a yearly test or survey or something where they have to relearn how to engage with students and be more understanding.
In the 3rd grade, I wrote a little book about a ice cube escaping a freezer and melting. It was a bunch of line paper stapled together. I spent about a week working on it which for a kid is a long time. When I finished my teacher asked me what it was and I explained it to her. She asked if she could read it to the whole class and I said yes thinking she would praise me for being creative. She read it to the class and then began to actually review it. She went off about how the protagonist had no personality, there was no real story, no real setting, and how “simple” the language in it was. She then threw it away in front of the whole class and said “You should spend your free time doing something productive instead of being something you’re not.”
Awful lady. Luckily the school year was about over so I didn’t have to deal with her anymore.
SHE SAID ALL OF THAT TO A NINE YEAR OLD?! Sociopath of the century
You were in third grade! she needs to remember to be a teacher and not a cynical critic.
16:16
"did you ever like-"
"NOPE"
"reminisce about that story with her"
"OHH"
hate to ruin it, but this comment is perfect.
203 likes as of now and 0 replies needed because its just such a straight-forward and clear joke
Kimeters tf are you on about
Kimeters I don’t get it plz explain
It's actually at 17:31
I think my most traumatizing memory was in 4th grade, I was 9 years old, and whenever I did a test I would make a drawing for my teacher in the back of the paper, and they were really nice about it, thanking me and saying how talented I was and all that stuff. So one day I was finishing my math test and I thought "well, let's make a drawing! Why not?" And as soon as my math teacher passed to get the tests, and she saw the drawing, she just started screaming at me, about how a test is something serious and whatever, in front of everyone, and they just started laughing at me. Thinking about it, yeah you probably shouldn't draw on tests, but my other teachers were so nice about it. And I guess my math teacher was right on confronting me, but not in front of everyone, and screaming at me. I never felt so embarrassed
Some teachers I had in elementary said we could draw on the test if we finished early
I’m in high school and my teachers encourage drawing on the back since it helps calm us down after a stressful test.
Beepuke I don’t even understand why she screamed at you it was on the back of the page
I tend to doodle on basically every assignment ever. I get distracted or overwhelmed so I doodle to de-stress and clear my head.
ive drawn on university exams
Story:
I was in the fourth grade and I had ADHD, which made me extremely inattentive in class while also being extremely hyperactive. My teacher, who I believe was about 50 years old, apparently either didn't understand or believe that I had ADHD, and would treat me like complete shit. She would constantly put me at the front of the class and scream at me, calling me words like "retarded" and "stupid dumbass" and she said I would never be anything. And she would intentionally give me bad grades, even when my parents proofread my work. One day, when my parents were fed up with me not doing some of my work, my mom went to her classroom to see if I could do the work as extra work for home. Her response was "us teachers here do not like to send work home" which, btw, is a fucking lie "because we do not want out student's parents to do their work for them"...while my mom was asking for her to give me the work that I wasn't doing in her class. After that she was "retiring" but she was most definitely being kick out of the school.
In other words,
Fuck you Claire,
Fuck you
“Fuck you Claire” hell ya 😎
Same kinda thing happened to me looool. It was around first grade (I have no idea how I remember first grade) and I lost one of my worksheets. The teacher started to say stuff like “she’s hiding (her assignment) in potted plants” to my mom. I literally had no idea where the worksheet went, I thought an unnamed one was mine but it wasn’t and it was my friend’s. Then, I was at church last year and this lady (who was married to the interim pastor) had the AUDACITY to be like “oh yeah we had fun together” when she made light of me being distraught over losing an assignment??? And didn’t try to help me when I was confused?? And mind you I had undiagnosed ADHD as well and didn’t really have the best attention span and was always thinking about other things than school, also the first ADHD counselor I went to called me “it” one time and didn’t refer to me by my name.
"Did you ever..."
"Nope"
I love how Danny just assumes that Arin is gonna ask about sex.
that was arin who said nope, if im remembering the right moment 😄
My 4th/5th grade teacher banned the word "Shrub" because we all said it so much and made so many jokes about it. A kid would just stand up and shout *SHRUB* and everyone would lose their shit about it and start screaming. She hated me.
Trashcan Animation Does it mean something, or....?
Mehran Qiyasi no we were just screaming about bushes all day.
Trashcan Animations we got the word “BUMMER” banned over the entire school because some asshole kid didn’t like us saying it.
@@TSKyanite Man, that's a bummer.
we did the same with bungalow lol
Ross's FITH story sounds so much like it would be a South Park episode.
I actually saw a FITH tf2 server and played on it. I think it must be a somewhat big group on steam now.
Yep
It's Fifth.
Looking for a specific story? I got you!
0:00 Visiting your old schools / Arin caught drawing / Dan would punch old music teacher
6:03 Dan cries behind piano
7:02 Dan bunks off school to get sucked off / Arin told he'll fail class / Flowers of the French Alps
10:39 OneyNG's classroom joke / Dan's Stegosaurus obsession
13:32 Farting in class / hot wash of embarrassment
15:07 Warm Fuzzies / Cold Prickly
16:16 Dan's water balloon partner / Dry tugging handjob at the Jersey Shore
18:54 Mystery Class / Bullshit classes
21:05 "Give it to me Alex!"
21:52 "You're so funny!" Pez dispenser
22:56 Dan hangs Kermit from ceiling fan
25:34 Arin steals Waverace 64
27:27 FITH (Fucked In The Head)
31:53 "You loied to me!"
33:38 The turn your head and cough test / Fondlin your particulars
37:18 Ross's racist schoolmate gets beaten up
40:56 Arin's mom pulls him out of high school
44:45 Pillow Indians
55:02 The girl who makes noises in gym
56:35 Pog gambling at Ross's school
59:02 Arin's school rant / When am I ever gonna use this? / Arin on how to talk to people
1:05:34 Ross's bully's drunk driving accident
1:07:27 GameGrumps wiki says Dan slept with his first grade teacher
1:08:18 Jumpscare "I'm sorry, go on?"
You are a gem of a human being. I hope every oatmeal raisin cookie you encounter, magically turns into a chocolate chip cookie when you hold it ❤
There aren’t many like you. I hope your weekend is fantastic and I’m gonna kiss your dad, just for you buddy
May all your sneezes be satisfying.
Commenting to boost this bc it saved my life
Do you know what playthrough the Ross racist schoolmate and pillow indians stories are from? It looks like a Grumpcade but I don't see it in the playlist. Did it get deleted?
I almost died of electrocution when I was in high school.
So, this was about sophomore year for me. My high school was not originally built as a school, but was instead an old news station for, like, Channel 5 or something, and that went bankrupt, so it was then converted into a charter school that focused on filmmaking. As such, the building wasn't exactly designed with the safety and wellbeing of children and teenagers in mind.
So, one day, my science teacher, who was this sweet old British lady who everyone loved, takes us all down into the basement to germinate some seeds by taking them and putting them in a sandwich of, like, wet newspaper and leaves, and you need to have darkness and water for that to work, or something.
The place is really musty and creepy, it's dimly lit by, like, one lightbulb, it's covered in dust and debris and old broken computers and shit, and there's metal support beams on the ceiling and stuff, which you would NEVER see in a real high school. Now, because this was, essentially, a film school, we kinda used that to our advantage a lot of the time and used it for the set of, like, ALIEN-esque horror movies.
Anyway, I'm done with my seed project, so I'm just standing around, waiting for everyone else to finish, with my hands in my pockets, twiddling my thumbs, when something catches my eye; over in the corner, I see this giant ribbed metal tube full of exposed wires hanging from the ceiling and hovering just inches from the ground. I'd just recently had another science class teach us about how electricity likes to travel towards the ground, and for that reason, if a wire is near the ground and it arcs, that means it's live. With that in mind, looking at this tube full of wires, I concluded that, because it wasn't arcing or even making a sound, it wasn't live.
So I approach it out of curiosity, and I decide, in my infinite wisdom, to pick the damn thing up. I'm looking at it, moving it around, and stuff, and for WHATEVER reason, I start lifting it to the ceiling, towards those metal fucking support beams I talked about earlier.
And then... I honestly don't know how I got out of this. I don't know if it was divine intervention, magnetism pulling it upwards, or me having some kind of instinct kick in and flinching, but my fingers disconnected from the metal mere MILLISECONDS before the live wires arced the biggest fucking arc I've ever seen in my life. Maybe it started vibrating and spooked me, I dunno. If I hadn't dropped it in that moment, I would be dead, and I'll tell you why in a second.
Meanwhile, I'm on the floor, heart racing, having just narrowly escaped death, and everybody's crowding around me like "Oh my God, are you okay?" And I'm just kinda stunned and chuckling "yeah, I'm fine" My hair was standing on end, it was crazy!!! I'm not sure if paramedics were called, but it was a huge commotion.
That's not even the funniest part. We go back upstairs, and there are kids running around in the halls panicking, clearly upset, and I'm like wtf; it's at this point that I learned that that tube contained wires that were literally connected to every system in the school, and when it arced, the entire building lost power for about a minute, causing everyone who was on a computer to lose progress on their projects.
And that's how I got the name Electro for the last 2 years of high school
That's a fucking awesome story, bro. Holy shit.
A charter school that was originally a news station and a British lady for a science teacher... kinda sounds like the high school I went to.
Yo, throwing water balloons to a childhood crush while Heaven Is A Place On Earth plays in the background? That's a pure childhood experience. Shit makes me wanna cry
My worst school memory was when I was in 8th grade and I was in an advanced English class. My mom just became an English teacher herself at the time and I had told her about how my English teacher professed that his classes had the highest writing scores in the annual state standardized test. So she sent him an email saying she wanted to sit in on one of his classes, she didn’t specify which class because she wanted to arrange it with him first. So one day, I’m sitting in class after lunch and my English teacher asks me “Hey, would you like to hear something embarrassing about yourself?” And of course I was shocked because I didn’t know what he had on me, I didn’t even know my mom had sent him that email. So I said “Uh, no??” Then he said “okay, then get out of the class and wait till I’m done”. So I’m forced to get up, because I didn’t know what he would do if I were to defy him and I had never been in a situation like that before. So, I sit outside of the class while he proceeds to tell the whole class that my “mommy” was going to come sit in on our class and observe. I only find this out after I beg my best friend to tell me what he said after I walked back in and the whole class was laughing at me.
I don’t know why he had it out for me. I was an A student, and I never did anything wrong besides talk to my best friend. I have hearing problems so maybe he thought I wasn’t paying attention although that was on my record.
Some teachers are just awful for no reason. I wonder if he ever felt proud that he deliberately humiliated a 13 year old.
I never knew what happened to him. I never told my mom about it until I finally broke on the last day of school when I started to cry out of pure relief that I wouldn't have to sit in his class and be harassed by him. My mom at the time was LIVID, and she talked to principal about it and the principal personally apologized to me saying she wish she could have done something more about it had I come clean sooner.
Holy shit, What a fucking bitch, im sorry you had to go thrue that.
wtf is that shit?!
I kinda know what that's like. I'm on the spectrum, and my teacher in third grade always pointed out when I did poorly or wasn't keeping up with the rest of the class. He even openly encouraged other students to tease me! Luckily, my parents transferred me to another class. However, last I heard, he was a principal at another school! I fear for those children...
Jesus christ....What boggles my mind is the fact that these are supposed to be adults responsible for children. How fucked do you have to be to humiliate your own student, lmao?
A teacher I had told me straight up that unless I went into engineering, medicine, or math, I would not amount to anything in life.
This was after I told him I'm going to be an author.
well what about him then, he ended up not becoming any of those things
@@h0lly_blue He was an engineering teacher who also taught my study hall period.
Have you killed him off in a story yet?
They want us to live as simple office drones who survive but never live.
Ah yes, aka what my life had become. Thanks society
I don’t have any awful bullying type stories about school. I was depressed and still am but I did my best to overcome it. It really took over every now and again. I failed every class in 8 grade twice. I gave up on several passions over the course of everything at eventually just dropped out to do what I wanted to do. Currently married to the love of my life with 2 beautiful young girls with a very engaging and fulfilling job in Law Enforcement.
We had to do this project in 8th grade. It's called expo. idk if anyone else had to do it, but it was utter bullshit. We had to pick a topic, write a 5 page essay, and make a poster board for it too. I did the mental health of touring musicians. In order to do the essay we needed to interview someone. Every local musician I contacted ignored me, baby talked me, made a date and time and never did it, or set the interview up only to tell me they couldn't help me at all. basically just wasted my time. So I tried to interview my schools music teacher cause he had apparently did some touring. Sounds easy. Here's the catch. He was in Switzerland... I had to email his wife who was also a music teacher. She asked me to email her the questions so she could email them to him. So I did, cause I'm a good 13 year old. She doesn't respond for over a week. I'm thinking she sent them and shit. She calls me out of gym, god bless. And yells at me because I didn't send an email REMINDING HER to send the email and that not doing that was UNPROFESSIONAL!! She goes on to say she hasn't spoken to her husband in weeks and all that bull. We only worked on the project on Thursdays. That last Thursday, I was sick. Do you really think I wanna remind a grown women to do something very simple when I'm home sick? I'm sorry my sickness is unprofessional. But so isn't bringing your relationship into the work space and complaining about it to a student? To say the least, I understood why he was in Switzerland.
Lol to be honest I would not do it I don't care enough and wouldn't be able to do it anyways
When I was three, I had to go to a sorta pre-pre-school for a week because I'd only recently started talking and they were worried I wouldn't be able to communicate properly. It was my first time being around kids my own age, so naturally I was excited and tried to make friends. Obviously that led to talking in class. But I was three; of course the teacher would understand, or at least take it easy. No. First offense, every day for that week, heavily scolded and sent outside for the rest of the day. My mom always came to get me and found me in tears. When she finally confronted the teacher, she explained that I was a complete nuisance and called me and the only two friends I'd managed to make "The Bad Blond Boys." She'd known us for a week, and she gave a group of toddlers a title that blatantly hostile. My parents were furious and demanded I be put in a different class. The next week, everything went perfectly with the new teacher. But the damage was done. I was sent there to make sure I was ready to communicate, but since that's what got me in trouble, I ended up having a mental block with it. To this day, conversating in any way is one of my greatest challenges, along with making friends. All cuz some bitch thought it was her place to decide a toddler she was supposed to prepare for pre-school, a primarily social environment, needed to be scolded and punished for being too talkative, when I sure as hell wasn't.
Also just fuck American schools in general. They're all so focused on standardized testing and raising automatons that they write off everything else as worthless. Wish I grew up in Canada or Finland or something; Finland has the best schools in the world right now primarily because they cut standardized testing and homework.
HOLY SHIZ, IM GOING TO FINLAND. FORGET ARTICLE 13, IM DONT HAVE HOMEWORK OR STANDARDIZED TESTS.
EXCUSE ME AS I PACK MY BAGS AND YEET MYSELF TO FINLAND
So, one could say that you were just blond boys doing what blonde boys do?
If I have kids, one of the first things I want for them to do is learn Finnish. I'm not putting them in an environment full of bullies and rapists.
from watching 80s and 90s american films i wish i went to an american school instead of a shitty english school
"Are you fith?"
"Oh, I'm far from fit. I'm a living bag of turkey gizzards" XDXD
This one time in high school I accidentally snitched on my friend while he was watching Sonic porn on his Macbook....
Let me explain...
My high school had this program (don't know if it does anymore) where anyone above freshman level would be given a Macbook Pro to do work on.
Normally in class the schools WiFi would have several sites blocked like CZcams, Reddit, Facebook, etc. But everybody found a way around that just by putting an S in front of the P in http.
Real amateur hour on the schools part.
Anyway, once we found out how to do this, the computers were basically jailbroken and we could go anywhere we wanted.
I personally used it for CZcams and Newgrounds, but there were a good number of people who got busted for looking at porn on the dang things.
One day as I'm waiting for the bus to go home, I see my friend William almost pressing his face against the screen.
So I get curious as to what he's watching, and take a peek from over his shoulder.
And I managed to catch a quick glance of Rouge the Bat getting pounded by Knuckles before he quickly closed the page and asked me how I'm doing I'm a slightly annoyed voice.
I just give him a devilish smirk and ask him what he was doing, to which he replied with "research for a paper."
I responded with "If the teachers catch you looking at that shit, it may be last paper you write here."
And he got that hot red wash of shame, closed his laptop and told me he'd see me tomorrow.
I thought it was funny at first, so funny in fact that I didn't notice the teacher not 10 feet away from me who was secretly listening to the entire thing.
Cut to the next day when William came back, and his laptop was confiscated by the school and he couldn't use it for the rest of the month.
So because I called out my friend for looking at Sonic porn on his computer, I accidentally got his laptop taken away because I just happened to call him out within earshot of a teacher.
Dude, not cool
Thanks for the life hack lmao
Now they have GoGuardian so they can see everything your doing on the computers.
lobelix11397 I HATE THE FACT THAT MY NAME IS WILLIAM AND I LOVED SONIC AS A KID
That's why the knuckle don't chuckle.
"Ur threatning another student"
No
We are threatning Frogs
AnOrdinaryDumbPerson were threatening Alex Jones for spreading lies about the frogs being gay
...The french?
Threatening*
59:03 is when Arin and Dan really have a real good talk about the schooling system
When I was in 4th grade, I was gonna go to a friend’s house after school to play with Bionicles, and so I had put mine in my lunch box. My teacher saw it and she took it, because we weren’t allowed to take toys to school per the policy. Sad to say, I never saw that toy again. Teacher never told my parents and they never knew that they were supposed to because she had lied and told me they said they didn’t want it back.
Also in 9th grade I had a teacher who told me he didn’t think I’d ever make it for anything and that I should give up. He walked up to me when I got my diploma and apologized to me for saying so, because he was proud I did it against all belief.
i’m sorry for your loss of your bionicle and just wanna let you know they were among the elite toys
That reminds me of this one time I was in 3rd grade. I had this Yoshi plush that acted like a backpack clip, but after a while, I discovered that I can insert a pencil into the plushie's hand (the hand was folded) and that was how I would have an extra pencil with me. I would just let Yoshi hold that extra pencil if I needed it. Until that one day when my history teacher saw that I grabbed a pencil from Yoshi. She flat out told me to go to my homeroom and then turn a card (You know those card things that elementary schools do). But as I was gone, she took off Yoshi and put it on a shelf, where I couldn't reach it. When class ended, she told me that she wouldn't return it and to not ask for it ever. My card was already at yellow and once it was red I would be sent home. I was too much of a wuss to just straight up ask for Yoshi again, so I stayed silent. Yoshi is probably still up there, heck, I even know that the teacher still works at that same elementary school. Sometimes I wish I could just break in after 8 years and steal it back, just to avenge 8 year old me.
@@its_heeho Do it, bring a gun.
So awesome how the teacher went up to you on graduation.
I started dying at the “at least buy me dinner first” part. Lmao.
Even talking to Gynaecologists, there is so much important stuff that kids going through puberty need to learn in sex ed that is ignored and it's so wrong
When I was in elementary school, my arts teacher used to really discourage me from drawing and always praised everyone else no matter how good or shitty their work was whilst being hypercritical exclusively towards me.
One time when she sent us to take pictures of nature, I managed to snag a picture of a flower with pretty decent lighting and composition and showed it to her and all she told me was that I took it by accident. I ended up only getting a C in her class.
When my parents went to ask her what was going on with my grades, I was always blamed for being too shy and scared to participate in class, which was obviously going to happen at some point, considering that she was tearing apart everything a little kid did.
Fast forward to a couple of years later in high-school where I got referred to by both of my arts teachers as one of the most talented students they’ve ever had, although I still don’t believe them.
In the end, I lost all of my passion and interest in drawing and it also messed up my self-esteem a lot. I still never have the motivation to draw or finish any of my drawings even a decade later. But guess what? This wasn’t even the worst part: I actually got harassed by some other teacher in the same school and the bullying was even more soul-crushing. I guess they really had it out for me for some reason. Goes to show how much of an impact shitty adults can have on your life even from your childhood and how much of a hell hole school can be.
Anyways, please forgive the wall of text. Have a nice day!
Edit: Thanks for the encouraging comments, everyone!
My art teacher pretty much made me despise all art classes. She. Wouldn't. Stop. Talking. For 30 minutes every day. It was an hour long class.
I can relate to this- I was never the “favorite” kid in most classes, but towards high school, all of the “art kids” who decided to continue art seriously was essentially the teacher’s favorite. Everyone but me for some reason. She had some weird thing against me that I still cannot put a finger on since I’ve always been extremely polite and respectable towards her, even more so since I knew she didn’t like me for a reason I did not know. Either way, I will never forget when I told her the exciting news that I was accepted into a really good art school (as some of my peers achieved as well). Her response back to me was, “wow, I guess they’re just letting everyone in now, huh?” And I will never forget that.
MariAtari That’s fucking horrible. I can’t believe these people are in charge of our futures.
Yeah, it sucks that kids have to have people in control of things that they will subconsiously struggle with later in life.
No, you were just bad at art
I got to The “next time on game grumps” at the 5:00 mark and out of just habit I click on another video because I thought it was over
95% of the students in my school are depressed and or sad about something. A lot of us make jokes about wanting to die and such, and the counselors in our school are shittt. It doesn’t help that our principle really doesn’t care very much, and all of the staff are severely overworked. Legit I think if I didn’t get an IEP I probably would’ve failed by now...
People get super upset if their 4.9 gpa drops to a 4.5. Everyone feels like they NEED to take AP classes in order to get into college. (You don’t) it’s really really insane here and I low key hate it. Can’t wait for senior year! :’ D
Jesus, if I could change 3 things about my high school experience, the 3rd would be not taking ap classes.
One of the best memories from school I have is a time when I was having a panic attack over exams or some shit and freaking out about not getting stuff done in time, and this teacher just strait up says "Don't worry it. It doesn't mean shit."
Word for word, that's what she said.
Thanks, Miss Fettus. XD
I read that as Fetus and am now disappointed. Cool teacher tho.
that's awesome
i renumber not caring and winging all exams. than passing all classes but one. i felt like a genius i mean i didn't really care since. why would i be winging something i cared about?
Is...is her last name pronounced like “fetus”?
@@LocalAceAJ Probably pronounced like "Fettuccini"
Basically in preschool I went to a Christian school and we used to sing songs and learn about Jesus and I had no idea who that was so one day I asked and this teacher named Ms. Robin gave me this stare that I will forever remember
And to this day you still don't know who this Jesus is.
wot in tarnation yeah, jesus is the illegal neighbor that lives down the street don't worry about it
Lol Idk why but that is fucking funny
I had an experience kinda like this where I didn't realize that I was "Christian" and not everyone went to church. I didn't even know who Christian was and why that name always came up, but whatever...
I was way too old before realizing this...
Do people....not realize that kids don’t come with pre-packed knowledge?
I want to see the "You're so funny, I'm so sorry" Pez dispenser comic SO BAD.
When Dan was telling his fart story and Arin was all like "Awesome!", I just started thinking of someone farting in class and then someone else going "Awesome!" And I just started laughing my head out
i brought up the classification of collective punishment as a war crime under the 1949 geneva conventions with my history teacher
i got detention :)
Yeah, lol. I've heard that story as well
You're so unique
ribug Nice original story dude
Can I get a wave of "bruh" from the audience?
@@mikeysauce8228 bruh
This video is _pretty _*_fith_*
DoubleMGamer
AHHHHHHHH
I think I’m fith
I’m pretty fit.
Yo this is pretty F I T H
The Dark Lord of the Fith,
*Fithler*
I actually had a math class in high school that taught how to file taxes and pay mortgages.
That oght to have been mandatory in 5th grade and onward.
Mr. Bob Burkhardt actually just died
R.I.P
nooooOOOOOOOOOOOO
God rest him. :(
For the most part my teachers were amazing. My kindergarten teacher moved to be a 3rd grade teacher and requested me to be in her class. But in the 6th grade. My home room teacher. Dear god. We had these math booklets we would keep in the back of the room. She said mine was gone and I must have done something with it. She said I'm just going to get a zero on everything we do in there because I lost it. Then she would watch the girl next to me copy all the work I did. She was very rude to me. When I was in the 7th grade, she was leaving. I decided I would try one last time to be nice. I plucked up some courage, walked over to her, and was like "Hey Mrs. _______, I just wanted to say goodbye!" She looked me right in the face, turned around, and left. Like that was literally the last straw. I had been far too nice. Flash forward 2 years, she got arrested for drugs and DUIs. One year later. Same thing. One more year later, same thing again. So honestly I don't feel bad for her. But then I had a rocking 7th grade math teacher. From then on out, I've had great math teachers.
Remy that’s what that bitch deserves
*low-key dark story:* In kindergarten (the 2 years before first grade), I had a teacher fuckin sadistic and hateful that she scream 24/7 at 4-5 year old children. She banned us from playing in the yard in PE and regularly screamed at us until some kid vomitted from the sheer anxiety.
One day, I wasn't hungry but my teacher for some reason forced me to eat it all. I puked because of that but even after I told my mom and she complained to the office to switch classrooms. They refused and I was forced to stay there. That terrible human being continued teaching there until she retired.
Edit: I had to go to a Therapist for a while because of that.
i had a daycare nanny like that, she would feed me winter berry and put it in my milk. she did it so much i became immune from the poison that comes from some of the winter berry (P.S. she also used to make me eat them raw)
@HiBA- Jesus Christ, that's just horrible, no young child (or even anyone) should have to be put through that
That’s absolutely disgusting. It reminds of the time when I woke up crying after having a nightmare during nap-time in kindergarten. This teacher just ran up to me and hit me multiple times. (Keep in mind that I was like 3 at the time.) I told it to my parents and my mom complained to the office too, but they denied it, saying that nothing like that happened. It’s probably my oldest memory yet.
That sounds like my kindergarten teacher. Except her entire school was shut down--she didn't retire
I know this isn’t nearly as bad but I had a nanny that made me eat carrots until I threw them back up (because I was a chubby child) she then made me sit for in a dark room for hours because I threw it up. I was really scared of her.
I was in 5th grade math class, bled through my pants and got on my shirt so i cried in front of the class, ran out of the class while talking to a teacher helper and got to the nurses office. My mom came and dropped a pair of pants (and shirt) off for me that were actually my friends and i was taller than her so i squeezed myself in the pants and barely could even button. I asked my mom if i could just go home with her cause i was so uncomfortable but she said no. So i went to my next class and we had to sit on the carpet so when i was going to sit down the pants ripped from the crotch area to upper leg area so my underwear were showing to the whole class and everyone laughed at me and i started bursting out in tears.
Sorry
Oh honey you had a really bad day
Oh no that's so horrible ;-;
That sounds like that was the actual worst. Dang that sucks
School Story:
I never paid attention in my 6th grade literature class, so my brain learned to completely tune out my teacher's voice. The class was going over the chapter they just read (I read none of the book, so I honestly have no context), and all of a sudden they stopped talking and the class went silent looking around at eachother. I'm confused so I assume the teacher's probably calling me out for not paying attention. I look back at everyone awkwardly and slowly raise my hand to ask what's going on, but as soon as my hand is being raised the teacher's expression goes to almost...shame??? And she immediately says "I should have not said that then. I'm so sorry." And I just clocked out from that as soon as it passed, but everyone else kept looking at me and making me feel even more confused and awkward. The teacher pulled me aside as I was leaving and vaguely apologized. And my friend at the time tells me later "I didn't know you were adopted!" Or maybe I said something about my parents and she said something along "But I thought you were adopted", and I'm so stunned I shout "I'M NOT ADOPTED!!! WHY WOULD YOU THINK I'M ADOPTED??!?"
Well apparently she highly doubted anyone in our class was adopted (something to do with the main characters i think) and quickly did a poll, to which I raised my hand awkwardly to.
Everyone in my class was weirdly offended as I clarified I just wasn't paying attention. Although I felt so guilty, I never told the teacher, cuz it was just TOO awkward a conversation. I should have totally gone to Summer School for that class, cuz I didn't do nun nor learn a THING (just read my own books through it and ignored everyone), but the teacher let me pass somehow.
Proof I'm an awful person: I read this story and I CACKLED. XD
“I always thought the ‘turn your head and cough’ thing was because the doctor felt bad lookin at you in the eye while he was fondlin your particulars” - Andy Milonakis
This made me laugh harder than pretty much every game grumps line ever
Oh boi, an hour of my favorite boys.
Wes Papes plus Ross
And boyinaband
Actually it's even better cuz its 1 hour 9 minutes and 27 perfect seconds hehe
Wes Papes What could be better?
The Ross story about bullying holds very true In what he said at the end. While bullying when younger might seem the end of all that's right in your eyes then, it can become more than the bullies know. I was bullied a lot in my younger years, was told what a waste of life I was, how I'm never going to be anything useful in life. Well, years later... Here I am, now in my 50s, having been a successful manager of several stores, done look alike work for Paramount pictures, and a part time.voice actor. That scrawny kid they once picked on has grown to 6'4" and doesn't easily get moved... Literally, without some major force. Take heed in what you do bullies.. you never know what the person might become later.
26:16 Dan being equally shocked about the same thing twice gives me life.
Hey, that girl who makes noises in gym just won Eurovision
LmAOOOOOOO
My school years feel both uneventful, but also I'm thankful about it?
I don't know a lot of this sounds like it bites though.
buddy just wait till senior year og highschool otherwise u gonna get a toothjob
Spych0 I've graduated high school already. Yikes.
I don't remember a lot from my school years, I only remember my embarrassing/edgylord moments..
I’d rather them be bland then getting the Shit Out of me
honestly yeah
I was in kindergarden eating a little sandwich baggie full of pretzels, and just was kinda in life autopilot, and all of a sudden, one of the pretzels tasted horrible! It was weird and waxy!
It was a crayon.
God damn you, crayola.
Holy fuck
Was the color of the crayon Rold Gold?
...I'll show myself out
I took an AP Language Arts class and the teacher had trusted us, by always saying we were present, therefore we could skip and not get banned from school activities or things like dances, plays or football games. I went to that class maybe once a week. The best thing I learned is that language arts slowly gets less relevant with time, and the experiences you get from skipping is always better than the content you wpuld have got.
School in Australia is brutal and savage. It's a constant struggle, physically and mentally. Nobody 'in charge' seems to care though. I came out with scars. Didn't stick around to finish high school.
I remember my farting in class story...one of my friends and I for some reason both had a bad case of the farts, and we just took turns ripping them as loud as we could in class.
The teacher didn't know who was doing it, and no one would tell her so for like 20 minutes we took turns ripping the loudest farts and just making the whole class erupt into laughter...eventually the teacher got so frustrated she just left the room for the rest of the period.
One of my favorite school memories.
Jonas dude that's awesome! A student would immediately get sent out to the hallway if they farted
THATS THE BEST FART STORY IVE EVER HEARD!
Dude I swear, for a second, I smelled it
I had this exact same thing happen to me while I was teaching (8th grade math btw). Two kids kept disrupting class with back and forth flatulence. I had an idea who they were, but anything you do or say to the kids as a teacher will just make you the enemy and cause the whole class to blow up as if the methane were thick and your words were a match.
So instead, I stopped teaching, walked to the front of the room and waited until everyone was quiet and looking at me and ripped the loudest fart I could. I was 13 once - I had learned how to cause farts to happen too. Of course, the kids blew up at this too, but the disgust they had for it quickly overwhelmed the laughter. I nodded to the two kids in the back and quietly told them we would talk about their potential rectal gas issues after class then went back to teaching.
They didn't do it again all year, at least not in my class.
That sounds awesome
"Drop out of high school and follow your dreams" subtext of the first five minutes.
Hearing Dan talk about that jerk teacher, then directly acknowledge the “younger viewers” to make a message to follow your dreams just made me feel happy and safe. ‘Cause yknow what? Yeah, Dan! I will follow my dreams! I’ll be on Broadway someday! :D
*Holy shit* is that how Dan became a singer??
EDIT: 2:52
Aw, just imagining sweet baby kindergarten Dan singing with his teacher :D
I find it ironic Moses is asking that
oy gevalt!
@@yadajoku that's Aaron. Moses' older brother
Frost Fledgling
Oh dang, sorry, it's because I haven't seen that movie in a while.
I remember back in third grade, my class had an assignment on the grammar books. We were given 3 pictures (one of them would be blank so we had to guess what that missing picture is) and we had to write a short story that matched with the picture. The first picture was a girl setting up paint tools to paint the porch. The second was blank and the third, from my point of view, was that she was painting the floorboard. I wrote my story according to the pictures and turned it in.
Apparently, some students either didn't write the story or they half-assed it. The teacher made us redo it during recess, including me. I didn't know what was wrong with my story and my teacher didn't bother to tell me what's wrong. Not knowing what I did wrong, I pretty much rewrote the story without much changes. During our redo, the fourth-grade teacher came to visit and talked with my teacher. One of the conversations she was having, I swear she made sure that she was loud enough for all of us to hear but quiet enough to not make it obvious that she wanted us to hear it, "All these students right here, they're not going to the fourth grade. They're going to repeat this class next year."
Upon hearing that, I was silently crying throughout that day. It didn't help that when she collected our papers and she read mine, she just looked at me shaking her head with disappointment. Turns out the last picture, the girl was putting away her brushes but it was hard to tell.
Now I didn't repeat third-grade but man, was she an asshole
Here's a story for the road.
Ahem. So I actually asked the question "when am I going to use this?" In geometry. My math teacher proceeded to tell me that i would use it when I was working and making a rail for a staircase. Then some kids laughed. I thought that was just a stupid scenario. See, I didn't get the implication until a while ago. She was saying eventually I was gonna get a construction job and then I would use this. Jokes on her. She essentially said that to use this I'd have to fail at life and get a awful job so she teaching a failsafe. I win again Mrs. Moreno. I win again.
That's a bad teacher... the correct answer is "every time you open your eyes." Mathematics as a whole is a language, specifically the language of logic. Geometry is the logic of shapes. Walking through a door, you use geometry. Getting into a car, geometry. Quite literally any situation involving any tangible thing, you use geometry. The classes are there to help you understand your own thoughts, to assist in coming up with solutions to any problem.
@@dontmisunderstand6041 That's the best thing I've ever seen/heard.
Thank you.
At my high school we have a Spanish teacher with the same last name and.she.is.TERRIBLE.
I don’t wanna be that person but I feel compelled to say I’m your 69th like
If that was really how she meant it, that's just not how I would ever see it. Construction workers and architects get paid a pretty penny for their work, and both use geometry at work; I understood her comment to mean, "I believe that if you put in the work to understand this subject well, you, too, could have a bright, lucrative future as a construction worker or architect. :3"
I remember one time in 3rd class (around age 9-10) our teacher MsCarr, we would always annoy and she would yell etc. We came back in from lunch one day and she was frozen, sitting at her desk. So we were kind of weirded out at first, calling her name but she just sat straight backed staring right ahead. Then, when we noticed she wasn’t responding we started messing around to see if we could get her attention. No reaction. Screaming, yelling, we were on the tables but no reaction. Kids starting getting really freaked out and some left to find a teacher. Said teacher came in and saw MsCarr, then turned and ran for other teachers. They made her drink lucosade and eventually she came to, and she had no memory of what had happened.
I learned a year later, after I was diagnosed a type one diabetic, that MsCarr had diabetes as well and she had a low blood sugar that day and easily could have died. Isn’t life crazy.
Man that bully story about Ross really ticked me off...wtf is wrong with people
Timestamp, pls. How dare someone hurt that cinnamon roll.
@@henrygutierrez3243 Around 44:48 I think
In 2nd grade my teacher threw my backpack out side because it was on the floor (our class Was separated from the rest of the school) and I went home told my mom and she set up a meeting with her. I have no clue what my mother said or did but my teacher ended up crying after it and she never ever bothered me again. Or anyone else about backpacks
Call Me Dragon I would yell at the teacher for doing that
I had a similar thing in my school
since everyone's sharing their school stories, I thought I'd share mine.
first off, when I was in 6th grade, i was diagnosed with anxiety, and i had to see a therapist for it. it was so bad that i would shake and start sobbing if i had to stand in front of the class.
so in my science class, we had a project to do about tornado safety in each of the states and i think i got Kansas? anyway we were paired up and the girl i was working with wasn't doing like any work at all, i had to do about 80% of the work. the day it was due to be presented to the class, the project wasn't finished and i was super stressed because i knew this teacher had no empathy. a kid at my table who didn't speak AT ALL was forced to talk and present his project on the same day as this.
so, its almost time to present and my anxiety is through the roof. i start shaking and crying and eventually have one of the worst panic attacks ive ever had. i put my head down on the table, and my teacher saw this. she said to me, very loudly "um, EXCUSE ME. you are being incredibly rude. would you want someone to do that when you're presenting? pick up your head." so i do, and im grossly sobbing, probably really distracting tbh.
at the end of class, my teacher keeps me back. she says something like "you can present this to just us teachers instead okay?" and even though that's 100x worse i say okay because im terrified of her. when i go home i tell my dad, who calls her and tells her off. when he gets off the phone he tells me she said "oh yea i understand that they have anxiety, yeah i have ADHD i totally get it" ok sis whatever you say. when i get to class the next day she pulls me aside and tells me in a very low and threatening tone that we already figured something out and i didn't need to go and tell my dad.
a few years later we find out that i have Generalized anxiety disorder, major depressive disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder, and i have since 5th grade. sis. what r u doin
School Story:
I had undiagnosed ADD until I was about 11 or 12. After figuring that out, I started trying new things to try to help my triggers and whatnot. I remember talking with my parents about sharing the fact that I had ADD with my teachers. I suffered from a lot of bullying so I told my teacher during lunch. The doctor I went to to get help with my ADD had given me a book to help me learn about ADD, and at the back of the book there was a paper you filled out. I gave it to my teacher. Now I didn't really like her because she was often unnecessarily mean to me because I tattled a lot.
She hands me the paper back and told me to hold on to it so she didn't lose it.
Turns out she thought that ADD was AUTISM. At my school, you didn't want to be in the special ed class because they had a kid who bit people and pulled hair (actual low functioning autism). So as soon as I figured out she thought I had autism, I told my mom. Essentislly the teacher started asking me if I wanted to do work in the resource room, where the biting kid often hung out. My mom, realizing the mistake, talked to the principal. She (the principal) agreed with my mom that I didn't need to be in with the autistic kids because I didn't have a major learning disorder (I could read and write and do math I just couldn't focus to save my life). My principal then set up a way for me to get work done (going to the reading room which was the library so I could focus in math) and having a "Tattle Journal".
I didn't like tattling, but a bunch of my classmates (in like 4th grade) were saying cuss words and talking about having sex, and I thought this was bad. I didn't understand because I didn't have a great understanding of what and what not to tell people on.
This principal, in a school obviously behind in newer educational ideas and concepts (keeping kids with ADD in the classroom), then NEVER looked at this journal. My mom asked her every week "what did Nate write this week" because she was genuinely interested to see too. My principal had an excuse. Every. Week. So my mom had me switch schools to a performing arts school and voila! I did significantly better in class, graduated in the top 5 in high school, and went to a good college.
Thanks mom for standing up for me 😆
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I was so happy for Arin at this moment, just imagining him kickin' back and relaxing from sophomore to senior year, that I just laughed. Im so happy that he didn't get to experience the BS that HS is. God damn, i sure wish I could have that happen to me when I was in HS.
I went to a private school for middle/high school and it was for kids with ADHD and Dyslexia and boy howdy did this school know how to do education RIGHT. My homeroom class for 6th grade was teaching us how to give a proper handshake and greeting, and why that was important, now and in the future, for establishing interpersonal and professional connections. (To this day I still get complimented on my firm handshake.) and because this school was basically *made up of the 'weird kids'* who all had horror stories of their shitty experiences being bullied by their past teachers or kids from their old schools, we all connected and managed to learn immense levels of empathy and understanding *of ourselves* and that we're not sick or broken at all, we just think of things differently. Metaphorically, Our non-neurotypical brains are Windows programs. Our brain runs great, can do all sorts of things, fast, quality framerate, BUT everyone else runs on Mac OS. The Educational system was designed for the Mac OS and thus, the Windows are going to have some problems trying to run, and thus look like really shitty programs, either it's jailbroken and looks pixaly or shitty or it's slow or just doesn't load at all, but that because we're running on a system we weren't designed for. When put in the proper Operating System environment that can run our program, we can keep up with the best of them. There's nothing broken about *you,* it truly is just the system.
That school has changed a lot since I left apparently, with a new headmaster, and just became a stupid preppy rich kid school for parents who are too ashamed that their kid "has problems" and puts them there to not feel guilty.
Wow. That's a great analogy.
@@Sotergarm Same. That's fucking awesome
No wonder Ross' Mario maker levels are so evil, his highschool stories sound so fucked
It’s absolutely crazy to hear these guys talk about their childhoods because it reminds me of mine and that’s somehow a comforting feeling. And its nice to know that these 2 wildly successful guys have had school blunders with the absolute pitfall I’m in with school rn.
So in 7th grade I had this math teacher who taught us straight from the book and when I would go ahead (because I was done in like three minutes) she would yell at me from across the classroom for not 'doing it together'. I'm not saying I'm smart, but goddamn where those problems fucking easy.
And a few months into the year she sat me with a girl and like we knew of each other, but never fucking talked 'cause our statuses in the social sphere are so different, but I digress. The girl ended up moving tables (our tables were two pairs of students at this point) and I never got seated with anyone else. I sat there by myself for like two months. And since my teacher taught out of the book, I was stuck just sitting there mindlessly. I gave up like two weeks into that seclusion and just started doing nothing. Not like it mattered, because all homework and work scores were purely participation -- meaning she didn't give a shit as long as you scribbled lines on a paper. I literally put question marks and 'I don't know's everywhere and she still stamped it off. It didn't help I didn't know anyone in the class, either. I just sat there helplessly.
And honestly _fuck_ that. _Fuck that_ so much.
Should've drawn. or was it like those teachers that would take those too?
@@yadajoku she wouldn't rip it up but she'd throw it away if there wasn't math in it.
@@solarkro I would have made numbers fight each other or make something racist to piss her off
Maybe make more of an effort to be social instead of giving up immediately when things are even slightly uncomfortable.
My math class in a nutshell last year
I come and watch compilations like these when I'm feeling sad and honestly, I'm pretty happy by like 30 seconds in.
why do all the worst teachers have the worst names
like I dunno Mrs. Snozzgrobble or Mr. Scrumpus
HollyBlueAgitated
They can have normal names
I had two terrible teachers with normal names: Mrs. Link, and Mrs Scott
But then there was Mrs Davali everyone in my class (me included) called her Mrs Devil behind her back cause she was the WORST the WORST
Buddy, thats nothing, my 4th grade teacher was named: Mrs. Huffingdick and my 5th grade teacher was named Mrs Rosenburger, they were both....okay...? No Huffingdick was well, a dick but rosenburger was alright for the most part
Mr.scrimblebimble
my old science teacher that “accidentally” bruised my friend with a yardstick was named mrs. nixon so,,,
Did you go to Roald Dahl Middle School?
Honestly that first bit where they talk about teaching telling them to not follow their dreams was really inspiring to me. I am going to college to be a music teacher and those are the types of things I really want to encourage... it’s basically the reason I want to be a teacher is so I can be an inspiration for the kids who need it.