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Post by mushroom on May 26, 2003 3:29:31 GMT -5
That is sad. My band teacher threw a music stand at us once. I quit band after that. Wasn't so much fun anymore...  *chokes* That has to be against some kind of school policy...I mean...teachers can't throw Big Heavy Things at students! EEEVIL! Heh...some of my old teachers were really awesome, though. In one English class, we were doing a project about plants. The one thing I remember from it? The teacher's comment about a plant--"But don't smoke it. It won't get you high." We had a *lot* of fun with that one.... |
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Post by Draco on May 29, 2003 3:38:02 GMT -5
LOL. My homeroom teacher (Mr. Collins. He rocks socks) tells me to shut up. Melissa and I are in his homeroom. That is bad. Very Bad. We sing Bohemian Rhapsody in homeroom. That is FUN! ^_^ Until he goes "WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP!" ANd he's shorter than us!  Me and my friends drove our bus driver nuts that way in 6th grade Our bus driver refused to play music for us. So me and my friends sang We are the Champions 20 times before she screamed at us and threatened to call our parents Which she did Because we kept singing If you are woundering, we were the last ones to be dropped off. So we just got a recording of the song, without the words, and we just kept singing and singing  |
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Post by Draco on May 29, 2003 3:41:12 GMT -5
My history teachers always give extra points to illustrate our points. ^_^ So I'll spend some extra time on the test to draw a funny cartoon about the events that I have to recount. My old history teacher used to do that I loved to draw funny things. Like the Boston Tea party Little fish with teacups |
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Post by Draco on May 29, 2003 3:43:40 GMT -5
There's this teacher at our school(who will remain anonymus) that is very unpopular. She assigned a mideivel role playing day to her 3 classes(I'm with another teacher, so I wasn't there) where they drew what they were out of a hat. She was the Muslim invader. My friend, The Orange of Doom, got 'priest'. She excommunicated everybody, started a witch hunt, and pushed the teacher out of the room and locked the door. In the next class, my friend Kristen was the priest. She did much the same thing, except she didn't push the teacher out of the room. In the next class, my friend Jabberwocket was Lord Charlotte. The teacher was stabbed with pens and pencils. I wish they had gotten a tape of it, it sounded great. Total and complete chaos and hilarity. ;D ((My third quote:P So many good things to talk about  ) I would of had a which burning That would of been funny (even tho they wouldn't be able to do a real fire) |
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Post by Yugo on May 31, 2003 19:27:08 GMT -5
I have a friend who used to got o my school last year and moved on to high school. One day he stole a spoon from the cafeteria and wandered around the school "baptising"* people with it. It was actually pretty funny.
*The "baptising" basically, is he walks up from behind you, hits you with the spoon and shouts "Baptise!" in a really goofy voice.
And we have a few teachers in our school who just messa round in the classes sometimes. My old science teacher, Mr. Shafer, was awesome he'd just start blurting out random things that made no sense, such as...
"Ladies and jellyspoons, I can before you to stand behind you and speak to you about something I know nothing about. And, this Wednesday will be a Friday meeting of Mothers Against Drunk Driving for fathers only." And then he'd trail into something about the "four corners of the round table", I don't remember how that particular one went, but you get the idea...
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Post by Yugo on May 31, 2003 19:27:49 GMT -5
Gyaah! Shibby! Stupid typos! I meant "came", not "can"...
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Post by calvinseviltwin on May 31, 2003 19:31:39 GMT -5
Me and my friends drove our bus driver nuts that way in 6th grade Our bus driver refused to play music for us. So me and my friends sang We are the Champions 20 times before she screamed at us and threatened to call our parents Which she did Because we kept singing If you are woundering, we were the last ones to be dropped off. So we just got a recording of the song, without the words, and we just kept singing and singing Yeah, but did you try and eat her SHOE?! |
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Post by gamecubeking on Jun 8, 2003 6:22:10 GMT -5
*chokes* That has to be against some kind of school policy...I mean...teachers can't throw Big Heavy Things at students! EEEVIL! Heh...some of my old teachers were really awesome, though. In one English class, we were doing a project about plants. The one thing I remember from it? The teacher's comment about a plant--"But don't smoke it. It won't get you high." We had a *lot* of fun with that one.... That is evil  , did he/she throw A piano too |
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Post by Killix on Jun 12, 2003 17:17:54 GMT -5
at my Highschool, stupid kids always used to get these apple pies and drinks from McDonalds and splatter them all over the halls...so one day my math teacher was walking down the hall and suddenly I heard "IF I HAVE TO PICK UP ONE MORE APPLE PIE, OR CLEAN UP ONE MORE MESS, I'M GONNA KILL SOMEBODY!"
it was sssoooo funny! when he first started yelling, the hall went very quiet, but when he finished, everyone in the hall burst out laughing....because at first you thought he was serious, until the "kill somebody" comment at the end ^_^
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Post by Kiddo on Jun 13, 2003 9:45:16 GMT -5
I forgot about this thread! Might as well explain how Coate got his revenge. He came in on the last week of school and announced that everyone in my group failed. So we all freak out and he mentions he found the hidden message. At which point Cole says, "You just found it? I saw it months ago." Anyhoot, he didn't really fail us, but he did change my grades in the computer so when he went to show me my grades I had a heart attack at seeing a C on the screen... I gave him a dirty look and he changed it back though. Gotta love teachers with a sense of humor.  |
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Post by crazywriter on Jun 14, 2003 20:19:27 GMT -5
In grade 5, my teacher, Mrs. Wyatt, gave the class a day off at school. Well, not a day off, but a day when we just relaxed. She told us to bring our blankets and some clothespegs, and when we got to school, she told us we could make forts with our blankets and desks! Of course, I was crammed under my single desk, listening to the giggles of the three girl tents made up of all their desks, and having to put up with the 'and a blue corvet' along with 'dada dee da da dada, dada dee dada dada, dada dee da da dada, dada dee dada dada ' from the boy's tent. Poor me. Poor lonely, friendless me.
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Post by TheEaterofWorlds on Jun 16, 2003 18:07:21 GMT -5
My German teacher was great. ^__^ Frau Lenhoff, who was also the Cheerleader's advisor. She'd dance around in the "Taurnekappe" (A green frilly cape from a child's dress up set, named after a magical cape from Das Nebeilungenleid), a tin foil helmet, and while holding a giant wooden spoon.
Then she would turn off the lights and sing "Guten Aben, Guten Nacht" tapping people on the head to make them 'fall asleep'. After that she'd turn on the lights and shout "Guten Morgen, klasse!!" And we'd all shout, "Oh! Hell, Frau Lenhoff!" (The class joke, since hell means 'bright' in German. We'd also say "Es regnet nicht" when she asked us how we were doing. ^__^ We were all so rowdy, because it was German 4. She also had big dragon feet slippers she'd walk around the room in.
The highlight of the class though was the tape of the afore mentioned Nebeilungenleid, which the German 4s did every year. Our Phafnir was a foot high Fischer price dragon doll that the hero would hit with a stick to 'slay'. Our WasserMachen was a mermaid shaped windsock. ;D
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Post by tennmagpie on Jun 25, 2003 5:50:33 GMT -5
My wonderful, wonderful 5th Grade teacher- who I still email a lot- never really grew up. Let me tell you the tale of the River Ridge Slipper Incident... Now, before you read this story, you have to know that Mrs. Arnold, the fifth grade teacher, is obsessed with NASCAR and Bobby Labonte. Now, let's move on. Every year, the fifth graders at blahblahblah Elementary go to a camp called River Ridge and stay for three days. There were literally billions of opportunities for little tricks- but out of all those little tricks, my friends chose the big one. (I wasn't in on this... nobody ever tells me anything  ) The plan was to snatch Mrs. Arnold's Babby Labonte slippers (they looked like Bobbly Labonte's car. Seriously. You can probably still get them somewhere.). They had the Student Teacher, Mrs. Sanders in on the plan too- she distracted Mrs. Arnold. Well, everything went smoothly. The slippers were hidden under my bunk (why me?). They thought everything was perfect, until Mrs. Arnold called an emergency meeting at around 10 for all the girls. "In my slippers," she said, "is all the lunch money for tomorrow. That's aboout $200. But my slippers are missing. Does anybody know about this?" (Actually, there was no money in the slippers.) Slowly, very slowly, all girls were eliminated except me and the culprits. I swear I was innocent, they did it all without me. Mrs. Arnold probably suspected me because... well, around me, things happen.  I was proven innocent and let free. But once I was gone, they sang like canaries. It was quite a sight. I watched them from my bedroom door. The four girls, running like mad mengirls down the hall, the teacher running after them, hitting them (actually more like a light tap) on the head with slippers, the rest of the hall watching interestedly. I have sworn not to reveal who cried, but suffice it is to say that tears were shed, and not by me. As it turned out, Mrs. Sanders had told Mrs. Arnold! Just goes to show that maybe it's better to skip the big stunts and go with the little things. Highlights of the year: -River Ridge Incident -Josh pours water all over Mrs. Arnold -My friends and I take the life-size cardboard Bobby Labonte from behind Mrs. Arnold's desk and put him in the girl's bathroom -Mrs. Arnold tapes Beretta the Monkey (beanie baby) and tapes her to the top of the TV (She claimed that she would be "on TV...") -The Revolt: We grabbed Mrs. Arnold's rolly chair thingy, rolled in into the closet, and squirted water on her. Yes, in Mrs. Arnold's room... life is interesting. |
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Me and my friends drove our bus driver nuts that way in 6th grade 
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, did he/she throw A piano too 
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