I was told not to tell on my bully. Somehow they refused to tell her to stop bullying people. They said she had a hard time at home. I suffered for years because of them. I wasn't even telling on her, anyway. I was trying to leave a gym class, because she would not let me finish the task.

I got yelled at for asking where my mom got the idea to have a Halloween party I still don't understand what I did wrong

I noticed on a globe the west coastlines of Africa & Europe roughly mirrored the east coasts of N & S America. I pointed it out to my first grade teacher & wondered aloud if they’d been connected at some point then split apart. She said that was ridiculous, and that I was thinking too much.

I got told off for making the same observation! Because that would imply the earth was millions of years old when it was of course actually created by God in 6 days. 🙄

My first grade teacher told me off for knowing the correct definition of a rectangle (as opposed to hers which was 'two long and two short sides' 😒)

In 3rd grade, my math teacher said you can never subtract a larger number from a smaller one. I said you can, you just get a negative number. He chewed me out saying I was wrong and numbers don’t work that way.

Btw that aforementioned grade 1 teacher of mine also said 'only cavemen use the word me', 'cavemen were around in year 1' and 'no, the 1 doesn't have a little hook'. And then there's the calendar thing 🤦‍♀️

There's a story about IIRC a kindergarten teacher who said rainbows are caused by reflection, and got angry when corrected by a child. That child's parent confronted her and was told 'well, refraction is too hard of a word at their age'. As if that's an excuse to knowingly teach lies!

I got detention for sitting on my knees during lunch one time

“Contradicting” the adult in question. It wasn’t contradicting, it was disagreeing, politely, when she was out and out wrong about something.

When I was in 5th grade, I had a review assignment on long division. I'd forgotten how to do long division and only knew how to do it the new way I'd been taught. The teacher made me sit in a kindergarten classroom with the kindergartners until I remembered.

I was scolded by my German teacher for replying with a number in shelf meters when he asked us how many books we had read

Decades later I realised he assumed I lied. I was so innocent and made a foe for half of secondary school.

Weirdly enough even back then I suspected that he had read not that many shelf meters during his life. Envy and him feeling small seemed plausible to me. But it did not occur to me that he thought I lied

I got suspended from school for saying "Man". The Faculty member swore up and down that I said "Damn" and no one but (surprisingly) my own Mom believed me.

My aunt told me to stop putting my hands in my pockets because it made the pockets dirty. And it’s not like I had fistfuls of dirt or mud or something.

Was at a water fountain drinking in 3rd or 4th grade. The kid in line behind him slammed my head into the water fountain and then started punching me in the head, threw me to the ground, and started punching me in the face. school had a zero tolerance for fighting, and I got suspended.

The way I wrote my 7s. I saw someone do the little hook at the end and draw a line through it (French?) and started doing that, and my fifth grade teacher decided it was her Waterloo.

I still have a grudge against my 5th grade English teacher for telling me "Bugs bug Bugs Bunny" isn't a proper sentence and for giving me detention when I proved her I was right.

Of course it is!!!!!!

got detention for wearing the wrong socks :/

Being a girl ☺️

A teacher told my Mum I was educationally subnormal. Turns out I just needed glasses.

I'd get yelled at by my dad not because I'd done anything particularly wrong but because he was already in a bad mood & whatever I happened to be doing in his vicinity managed to annoy him. Dumbest thing I got told off for was looking at some goldfish in a tank. RIP Bozo

When I was about 6, a family friend admonished me for using both hands to punch in equations on a calculator. Apparently I was supposed to use only the index finger of one hand 🤷🏽‍♂️ .

being fat

For not removing my hat during the pledge of allegiance…by a public school teacher

Quitting the school play when they didn't even give me a part.

My dad getting mad and yelling at me for having the hiccups. 😒

I was a fast reader and good test-taker. More than once, a teacher shamed me in front of my classmates for finishing a test too fast. This only happened on the first tests in their classes. After grading my work, they never said a word about it again.

Insisting that circles had more than two axes of symmetry.

Ugh I just remembered one time there was a graph where the line keeps going up forever and the question was “how many maximum points are there”. I said none because it keeps going forever; so there is no “highest point” it can go. The teacher wanted the answer “an infinity” (cont)

and was not able to explain why she was right and I apparently wrong. I feel like if the teacher can’t explain it then they shouldn’t get to mark your test as wrong! 😡 Like I get it was because we had different definitions of the word “maximum” but that means it was a badly worded question!

This bothers me so much ... math is like *the* subject where you can ask completely unambiguous questions. If the question is ambiguous it defeats the entire point

Being left handed. Had a grade 1 teacher who tried to switch me over to be right handed. When she came down the aisle I would switch to right. When she turned around switched back. Began a lifelong struggle with shame and guilt.

In HS, a friend invited me to sit in “the pit” at lunch, which meant I had to walk from my seat in the wings, exit the cafeteria, walk around the building & enter from the front OR hop over the low wall onto the ramp into the pit. A teacher saw, yelled at me & made me go back the long way around.

In another case of high school teachers on a power trip, I was caught in the hall with… a 5:00 shadow. He took me to the principal’s restroom and made me shave with that green liquid hand soap and a dull bic single-blade razor. I had razor burn for days.

There was a guy in junior high with a full beard and I heard teachers saying that he should be forced to shave. I never understood that.

WHAT THE FUCK

A FUCKING DULL RAZOR. COULD'VE GIVEN YOU AN INFECTION. So many things wrong with this fucking picture holy shit. Was it USED?!

Yes, it was used. I could tell because that strip of moisturizer had worn away. It was the one they made any boys caught with facial hair use. Who knows how often they changed it.

What the actual fuck!!!!!!!

Using green ink to fill in a test and drawing little peace symbols, love hearts and smiley faces in the margins. It was hippie dress up day and I was feeling whimsical. The teacher called me facetious.

Changing the single-colour desktop background on the school library computer to a world map. I got banned from the school computer network for the rest of the semester for that one.

My teacher off-handed suggested we color a horse a certain way. I got distracted and colored the mane dark brown, instead of leaving it light. I reasoned I could lighten it with some yellow and make it gold. The teaching assistant told me I wasn't following directions. I was six.

Got sent to the principal’s office for telling a substitute that she was wrong when she said Texas was bigger than Alaska. Principal agreed with me, but said I had to apologize because I “made her look bad”.

I have a similar story! The A&P teacher told us blood in your veins is actually blue but looks red when you bleed bc it hits the air and instantly oxygenates. I asked if she’d ever had blood drawn in a vacuum tube, it’s red. I got sent to the office and punished.

Dad yelled at me for making protein and fruit smoothies for breakfast. "That's all carbs! You'll get diabetes and die!!"

My OCD tics.

Writing too small. My handwriting was very small but neat and precise until some teacher didn't want to admit she needed bifocals and now I can't read my own handwriting because I had to write bigger

Oh God, I used to write well in pen, in cursive, changed schools and suddenly that was Bad, had to switch to print and pencil, handwriting quality bombed and I had to re-learn to be legible later in life TTwTT

I wonder if we had the same teacher.

I was a word-style savant and learned to read by age 2, which kicked off about five years of adults telling me I was faking it. I’d read out loud to prove I could do it and they’d tell me I must have just memorized all the books on the shelf somehow. One of these adults was my preschool teacher!

I taught myself to read when I was 4 and reading way above grade level by first grade. My teacher did not believe I was reading whatever book I had and they put me in special ed. I am as confused at age 49 as I was at age 6.

I was in elementary school. I was scolded, parents called and sent home for staring at a girls shirt. She was wearing a shirt of the B-17 aircraft, earlier that week I had seen Memphis Belle. I thought it was a cool shirt. Always loved planes, one of the reasons I’m a pilot. 🤦‍♂️

Reading ahead in my textbook

I read past the end verse in a Bible reading in religion class. I read past where Lot's wife turned to stone and got to the part about his daughters and the wine. Asking questions about that episode really didn’t go over well…

Oops - salt, not stone.

I stopped at the house to grab a snack on my way from school to work. My father was downstairs, but I dropped in and out quickly and didn't say hi to him. He was absolutely furious when I came home later.

Mom only went into a clean-up frenzy if someone on the way over (usually didn't tell us who until we guessed), so when she was in that state my brother, sister & i all guessed who was coming over & she had a screaming fit because she "can want a clean house without anyone coming over" it was a shock

Asking questions. In third grade a teacher pulled my hair when I asked a question about Nimh during story time.

Oh heck these stories are bringing back memories. Gotta say car sickness is high up there. "I feel ill." "No you don't." "I feel sick!" "No you don't." "Why didnt you say something!?"

This became a common pattern but car sickness was the worst, they seemed Convinced it was all psychological and they could gaslight me into not getting car sick.

First day.. "If you see someone climb this hedge you must tell someone." "Okay, i saw someone climb it." "No you didn't, proceed to be punished!" Guess who developed an issue with authority lmao

At Catholic school, 4th grade, I was sent to see the principal bc I had the nerve to ask , RE Noah’s flood, how did god kill the fish with lots of water? Why would they even notice? Myself and several others were atheists by the end of the day.

We would have been friends.

another one Science teacher claimed i didn't return the textbook. Refused to sign my paper so I could graduate high school and get my diploma. I Said i returned it and couldn't prove I didn't. Forged his signature and got my diploma. Teacher later found it and cleared me. Told him to F off

in grade school back in the late 80s there was an Apple IIpc out in the open on a desk. you would walk by it ask you filed out as a class It was powered off and i was bored and i typed on the keyboard as I walked by. Teacher said i could break the computer doing that.

Writing a perfect exam -- and forgetting to write my name on said perfect exam. Not really scolded but publicly embarrassed.

I think I was maybe 5, and I was asked if I wanted corn or potatoes. I said I wanted both. I got yelled at for wanting too many carbs or some such. How the F! is a kid supposed to know about carbs?

What im learning from this thread is many unhinged adults take advantage of children due to low accountability.

We were coming in from a fire drill, and all the kids in front of me were doing that thing where you jump up and tap the door frame, so I did it too. For some reason I got lunch detention for that??? My parents thought it was dumb as fuck, I kinda wish they'd told the principal off on the phone lol

Detention for "disrobing in class" (my sandal fell off my foot).

I was buying a sub sandwich for lunch one day in about the 7th grade when one of my small hometown's high school basketball teachers came into the store, saw my sandwich, and remarked, "You're gonna have to start eating better than that if you wanna play on this man's team someday."

Apart from the sheer weirdness of the unsolicited food critique itself, there were two deeply bizarre things about this interaction. One was that I had never expressed any desire to play on ANYONE'S team; and the other is that he was the GIRLS' hoops coach, and I was and remain unambiguously male.

So, like, A, who asked him, and B, wtf was he even talking about? I still wonder about it 40 years later. In hindsight, my high school had quite a few weirdos on the faculty.

Strange comment to make about a sandwich from a shop seeing as he'd presumably gone in there to also buy a sandwich. 🤷🏻‍♂️

In fairness, I don't think he was. It wasn't just a sandwich shop--around here we used to have a lot of little mom-n-pop grocery stores that sold sandwiches and pizza on the side. IIRC the coach was just there to get something from the grocery side of the shop.

He still sounds like a fud!

Yeah, there was definitely something weird going on. I just don't want to misrepresent the situation as even stranger than it was. Also, I miss that store. All but a couple of those little markets have died out around here in the last decade or so, including my favorites from back in the day. :(

Slouching. "Why do you slouch when you walk? What's wrong with you?"

Reading on class,the chemistry teacher that was freaking nuts decided to give classes on how to organize her fav soccer team,blackboard and everything,I took out my novel and started reading, she scolded me,got angry and the school principal the next morning confiscated my book at the entrance...

I was born in the #USSR homogeny was the word of the day. Born left-handed, in school the forced me to write with my right hand. So whenever my teacher caught me writing with my left hand, she’d smack my right one with a ruler, to force me to write with it. Yep. True story. Now I’m ambidextrous.

Simple mistakes. I dropped a glass of tea I was bringing to a family member, probably 8 years old. Furious scolding. I had it a lot better than others in my small hometown. Love my family and family can be flawed or ignorant, but if their heart is in the right place, family is family.

In 7th grade our music teacher had us sing the children’s choir lines from Pink Floyd’s Another Brick in the Wall and wrote the lyrics on the blackboard - the next lesson our English teacher had a meltdown because somebody had written ‘We don’t need no education … ‘ on the blackboard

A teacher eexplained to our class how sailors on long trans-continental ships would have to drink their own urine to survive the voyage. I let out an involuntary sound of disgust and she went off on me like I had committed an atrocity. That was 6th grade class. We were 11!

I asked for a second sandwich on a flight and my brother smacked me and said “You idiot! Now they’re gonna think Mom doesn’t feed us!” and I looked back at my mom and she scolded me with her eyes which was much worse than yelling😭 I just love ham and cheese sandwiches…

Laughing and having fun.

I was grounded as a kid for telling my step mom she was incorrect about how dish soap, does not, in fact, only exist in the bubbles that foam on top of the water.

Making a mildly bored face in dance class…

Answering the door in a pirate costume

Not me, but my sister was scolded by a teacher who didn't know what jicama is. They were playing a game where the kids had to name a vegetable or fruit starting with letters of the alphabet, my sister got "j" and said jicama. The teacher thought my sister was making it up.

Getting my thumb stuck in the car door and getting scolded before I was released

Using the phrase “pregnant pause”

I feel this one. I used the word "niggardly" in a paper in the ninth grade, and boooy howdy. (If anyone doesn't know, it's a medieval Middle English word for "stingy", derived from the Old Norse "hnoggr". It has nothing at all to do with that other word, which derives from 18th-century Spanish.)

Crying

Catholic School: Got sent to the office for asking how penguins got to the Ark. (grade 1) Happened again when I asked if Adam and Eve had belly buttons

Saying the spanish word "masturbes" (masturbate) instead of "perturbes" (disturb) in front of my mom as she was doing some housework. I legitimately had no idea what the former word meant but wanted to reply quickly and unconsciously picked a word that sounded to the one I really wanted to say.

Was sitting around a fire with friends. Grandma came up and offered me a sweater, that I politely declined because I wasn’t cold. She demanded I put it on and told me off for being difficult.

I'm autistic. There were a lot of these. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you" followed by "don't give me that look." "Don't fidget like that" followed by "keep still even if you're bored." WHICH IS IT, MAKE SENSE FOR FUCK'S SAKE

Stupidest ones I can recall: -being unable to stop crying -having a cold for too long -other kids said I said something and therefore it must be so -being in the snow without proper clothes (I was thrown in) -having a meltdown over having to change seats in class

-teacher getting angry over some innocent statement that she didn't like -being forced to throw something away and then physically held back from retrieving it out of the bin -being told flat 'no' when I was trying to use an example to explain a word (that she didn't even let me finish!)

I was technically an adult, just barely 18, when my English professor failed my very first paper in college over a minor grammatical error, and told me that if I did that in the professional world I would never get anywhere.

My second grade teacher at my new elementary school told me that they taught writing differently, they taught the ugly standard print, and that I’d have to “unlearn,” the print I’d learned at my old school, D’Nealian (it looks nicer and makes it easier to learn cursive). 🙄 so dumb

I was punished and lost field trip privileges because I "didn't participate" in a project that I told the teacher MULTIPLE TIMES that my group wouldn't let me participate. I knew how to complete the project, I tried helping. I was told to sit down and shut up. And when the project was due to be --

Presented, my group failed to accomplish the task and said that I "refused to help" even though I told them several times that I knew how to do it. The teacher disregarded the multiple complaints I made about not being allowed to participate and said I would get a failing grade for not participating

Not completing required reading - even when I was ahead of the class and had finished the book - because my younger sister went to the ER overnight. Called me a liar, told me to tell her, 'I didn't read it'. When I repeated her words, she called my parents for 'attitude'.

I got paddled in kindergarten because I needed one more minute to finish a drawing before I joined the rest of the class in circle time. One of dozens of times I was punished for exhibiting what I found out 40 years later to be autistic traits.

My high school guidance counselor once got in trouble in kindergarten for hearing her teacher say 'now remember to only color in one direction' and then coloring in exactly one direction. Even though that's literally what the teacher said!

(Sidenote why did they give so many fucks about coloring in whatever direction, you're talking to 6 year olds nobody is fricking Rembrandt over here to be caring about goddamn brush strokes)

Honestly? Wetting the bed. It was a problem that puberty solved, but I have never really gotten over being yelled at, scolded, shamed, and even SPANKED for things that happened while I was ASLEEP. I mean, really. WTF?

I do math in my head. I was accused for f using calculators. After that, I had to do mathematical proofs for YEARS. I call Proofs “backwards math”

In 3rd grade, the girl who sat next to me had a really neat digital organizer that everyone coveted. Someone stole it from her desk one day, and there was like a weeklong drama where it was missing and we all had to empty our desks to find it. (But it wasn’t there.)

Finally, the teacher announced that whoever stole it could just leave it in the girl’s desk during lunch or recess and they wouldn’t get in trouble. That day, during recess, it was finally found… in MY desk.

She pulled me aside and scolded me for stealing, and then for lying about stealing when I insisted it wasn’t me (because a scared, guilty child couldn’t frantically return stolen property to the desk NEXT to the right one). Just kept saying if she ever caught me stealing “again,” I’d be in trouble.

I never forgot the most important lesson she ever taught me: that the truth just doesn’t matter if someone with power over you has already decided you’re guilty.

My semi hot take is that if they're going to assume you're guilty anyway you might as well have the fun of actually doing it (insert relevant Calvin & Hobbes panel that I'm too lazy to find)

I used the word "munitions" in a WWII report and she marked me down a few points and corrected it to "ammunition" 😑 Like, no. I used the correct word, ma'am

Taking my shirt off on a hot day, because "girls can't do that". I was six. And that's how I learned shame.

While writing about what I did at summer camp, I mentioned the name of a kid I became friends with. His name was Jorge, pronounced as 'Hor-hay', and the damn teacher told me I spelled it wrong and that it was "George".

It'll always be this one…

Probably for talking too much, happened to me alot. 🤣

I rounded a corner at primary school to discover my class being evacuated because of a fire. The teacher immediately screamed at me that I was a stupid boy.

Falling down, skinning my knees, and crying about it. My stepfather hated me.

Phone taken for texting. Bummed, I was slow to, "Open books to page.." Him:"DO YOU WANT ME TO GO OFF ON YOU?" repeatedly Me: *stunned 14 year old silence* Him: "You think you're so fucking smart? I'm going to make this class a living hell for you!" Me: "You can't do shit to me bitch." *Leaves*

Getting an immense bollocking from an acerbic teacher for having a torn pocket on my blazer (yes, that kind of school). Apparently it was 'a disgrace that I had been allowed out of the house like that'. This was at lunchtime, the tear happened at morning break that day (and wasn't my fault).

Oh, I had a few teachers who seemed to be under the opinion that nothing happened after you left the house. Nothing went missing, nothing was damaged, nothing was taken or found, you had it like that when you left home, always.

Not making my bed. Let it air.

An adult once yelled at me for not getting up and letting her have my seat, she claimed it’s polite to allow people older than you to have your seat. I’ve never heard anyone reference this rule before or since. Also, I was sitting because I’m disabled and was physically exhausted.

Secretly reading an inappropriate book. Which I wasn't. Because I had a book about quasars or something, and the teacher decided I couldn't possibly be reading it for fun, so I must have been hiding an inappropriate book inside it. Never mind that she couldn't find any such book.

After she ended a conversation with a friend /and we’d left/ I asked my step mom if her friend was ok or if she usually sounded like she was about to cry and I was scolded for being rude. I guess that means no she doesn’t sound like that usually?

Not me but my brother. He brought a neighborhood kid over to our house. My mom was upset because people weren't allowed over. People weren't allowed over because the house was always messy and my parents were pack rats.

So many ... Opening a new container of honey (because it had a different flavour) and being told "that's food waste". That fact that the honey would not expire was apparently irrelevant

Pretending to hit a drum in a music class got me a detention slip (which I just binned on the way out. No follow up.) Playing in the playhouse (it was for "girls only" apparently) Being taunted by my mother with "you've joined the rank of the schoolies" after staring Year 11 (was home-ed b4)

Tbh there's also a bunch of times I know people were mad at me but to this day I don't know why they were mad. No-one ever explained it Bonus (because I was 17, not a kid): "I don't know who raised you that way" when I came home after an interview wearing a shirt my mother didn't pick for me.

Got in big trouble when my 5th grade teacher announced somberly "President Reagan has been shot" and I said "Yay!!"

😭

I was 16 or 17. Driving my mom to the store or something. Maybe a couple blocks from the house the minivan’s brakes seized up. I was able to get it safely over, but it needed a tow. Moms like, “why are you so nervous? You did fine.” “Yeah. But dad’s going to blame me for the van breaking down.”

I got scolded for that. And then dad got home and scolded me for the car breaking down.

In third grade a teacher chastised me for tracing or copying a picture of a bird. I'd actually drawn it freehand from memory. bsky.app/profile/tres...

I was aged about 5, a teacher asked me something about Santa. In my household Santa was a tradition and a story but not a fact. I said that Santa was fun but not real. The teacher told me off. At the time I REALLY did not understand getting told off for not lying. I still stand with my younger self.

Same here! Santa was a thing in our house, but I figured it out myself at age 5. My mom babysat some kids after school & I informed them: THE ADULTS ARE LYING. Got in big trouble because the kids were so upset. I was then required to keep playing along for years for the sake of my younger brothers.

I genuinely think lying about Santa is immoral. Messed up my trust in adults for sure.

I remember being absolutely shocked and upset that my "mommy" had lied to me all of those years. I never forgot, and I suspected everything she told me afterwards.

The one I hate is when adults ask kids "what did Santa bring you?" meaning what presents did you get? We bought the damn bike, thank you, and I wish to take the credit for it. Santa brought some stuff to open when they wake at 4 am, because the rest of the loot needs to wait until family arrives

I retired from softball a mediocre junior on the JV team. Varsity coach invited me to be a baserunner for the varsity team in post-season play. I politely declined bc I had to study for AP tests. Coach lost her shit. Screamed. I was disloyal and ungrateful. Guess she wasn't used to being told no.

Reading above my ‘grade’…but only once I was in senior school.

Twisting my hair (I have trichotillomania)

Whistling indoors and/or knuckle cracking.

I got the whistling admonishment a couple weeks back. Some people say it’s bad luck.

18th-century sailor here. If you want to die in a typhoon, matey, keep whistling.

Oh, right, hence the nautical expression, "whistle up a breeze" or whistling while caught in the doldrums.

Reading with a flashlight under my covers, after my bedtime. I actually got punished. Privileges were taken away. Eventually, I negotiated my way out of it, but it was a recurring issue for years. I was reading actual books. Mostly fiction. Nothing illicit. In my own bed. 😎

I was paddled in middle school (7th? grade?) for the abominable and detestable crime of reading a book in Math class after (correctly) completing the assigned work. Arkansas, USA, mid/late '80s.

The book was from the school library, not something any reasonable person would consider offensive. The teacher (over)reacted because I was "disrespectful" of his preferred (or assigned?) subject.

Being an 8 year old boy who doesn't know about or care about sports. Wearing one of the plastic charm necklaces that were very popular with girls at the time.

Those plastic chain charm necklaces were so cool!

What did they expect, giving you a name like Gay Gayerson? 😁

Yeah, quite the setup. 🤷

Reading too much in class my own books even though I'd finished the classwork.

Omg! My teacher was giving a religious lecture (he turned every class into a religious lecture) and I got so bored I pulled out a book and started reading. And I got detention! Also it was the last day of school before summer break, which made it all the more stupid. 🙄

got blamed for our old TV finally giving out, even though all I did was turn it on after school. But Dad wasn't home so I had to be lying and did something to it.

By having the opinion that Shakespeare's plays were 'pretty boring'. I had to read them for English class ages 11-16 and the expectation was that we would use the bards work for course work come exam time. I chose Alien Vs Predator: Concrete jungle. It was opposed by school faculty. I passed.

Correction: Predator Concrete Jungle. I was reading through a lot of Aliens, Predator and the VS books of that era (I was reading a lot of Dark Horse books at the time, I had most of the omnibuses that I was not allowed to submit because of the page count).

I wrote a book report on Huck Finn in the voice of Huck Finn. The teacher was not amused

I got told off because I wanted to check out Redwall books from the school library, since they had ones I didn't have at home, but the librarian said those were "too advanced" for me. Had to get them from the town library instead.

Similar thing happened to me. Was trying to read English classic literature in grade school. "Too advanced". Why would anyone discourage reading a book?

I had this same thing - trying to check out '3rd grade' books at school while in 1st grade. I clearly remember my teacher telling my mom that by teaching myself to read, I now read wrong and can never be fixed 50-some years later I'm still broken

...?????? You can read, though? Truly not seeing the problem.

Apparently, I read the wrong way

I choose to believe you can only read if the text is upside down.

Honestly the town librarians were amazing. I used to come in and leave with a stack of books so big that I stabilized the top of it with my chin. THAT'S how you encourage kids to read.

Why in the hell... I hope you reported that librarian because that's someone who shouldn't be a librarian.

Didn't have the energy. It was a Catholic school and I was like six or seven.

You knew how to pick your battles as a little! Good job, bb. 💕

humming while doing chores

Whatever it was i do not even remember Repression is a hell of a drug 10/10

I had gym second period which was across the entire school from my 3rd period English class. But the gym wouldn't let us go change until the bell had already rung. No matter how fast I changed, it was basically impossible for me not to get a tardy slip for being 30 seconds late

And I mean I straight up sprinted straight to class, panting, out of breath, pleading that it was not my fault. She never listened. My parents finally had to call the school and chew out the gym teacher

How to choose? Let's go with the time an old substitute teacher yelled at me about how I had to "learn to conform." I don't even remember the specific topic at the time, just how ridiculous it was.

I got scolded for crying after my grade 3 teacher told me to look up how to spell phone in the dictionary & I couldn’t find it. I am dyslexic - dictionaries and spelling aren’t my thing and she knew it.

She clearly did this on purpose. If you don't know how to spell phone, you're not going to find it in the dictionary.

"Stop crying or I'll give you something to cry about."

I heard that a lot. Stop crying or I’ll turn the car around. Stop crying or we’ll leave you at home. Stop crying or I’ll give your (fill in the blank) away. And on and on and on.

I called a Venus fly trap plant a "Penis fly trap". Got at least two days detention. 🤷🏻‍♂️ My parents thought it was funny.

My second grade teacher despised me because she had a grudge against my aunt. Wouldn't let me go to recess, wouldn't let me go to the bathroom, forced me to be the center of attention in plays [Hello start of my anxiety], would call me out in front of everyone in class for getting a question [cont]

wrong, for being ill, for being upset for literally anything, for TELLING MY MUM that I was being bullied by her. She stopped once my mum came to the school and nearly whooped her ass lol cops had to be called. But yeah, I was bullied for simply existing, essentially.

Reading fiction; neither of my parents liked to read and thought it was a waste of time.

Oddly enough, they considered the town library to be free baby-sitting and would drop me off there for several hours at a time,

I'm glad you had the library. I'm sorry you had to deal with that sort of reception.

In 1st grade, I did a quiz on subtraction but didn’t cross out the digit in the 10s column and put a 1 in front of the 1s column. The teacher said it didn’t matter that the answers were right - it was all wrong without the cross-outs. She tore up my quiz, and made me do it over “correctly.”

I was a high schooler working a summer camp maintenance job during the 92 election when the boss told me "Perot is gonna put all you kids back to work. No more loafing." He said this to me while I was literally working right next to him.

Not wanting to wear my school jumper when wool itches me like crazy to this day I can't have it next to my skin

Wanting to check out a book that was under my reading level because it was my favourite and I wanted to re-read it for the third time (and also I had read everything interesting in the school library already) (also it was a book of optical illusions the fuck you mean it has a reading level??)

My first school only went up to 3rd grade, almost *nothing* in that library went up to my reading level (not that that stopped me)

5th grade: my teacher (a nun) yelled at me in front of the class and pushed my desk (while I was still in it) so it was directly in front of hers because of wrong answers on a test. II WASN’T EVEN MINE!! She had us swap answer sheets with our neighbor to check & grade.

Generally: answering questions respectfully, honestly, and in detail. Specifically: not having final exams.

Getting marked down on penmanship in the 5th grade because my writing was “too small”.

My parents telling me The Simpsons was trash that would rot my brain and then changing channels to The O’Reilly Factor.

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oh this is PAINFUL

They were all right in general, but more misses than hits when it came to media consumption habits.

My mother would nag me about watching stuff like The A Team, or Knight Rider, or whatever other 80s classics I liked because they weren't socially redeeming.

What WAS socially redeeming?? (I mean, if not teams of vigilantes-for-hire and a talking car, then WHAT)

My mom also forbade "The Simpsons" but I got in trouble when I pointed out that I learned most of the curse words I knew from my stepfather. You know, the guy she married.

Scary!

I got worse grades for essays because my handwriting was too „boyish“. I had to force myself to copy the handwriting of other girls. Thing is: my „boyish“ handwriting was nothing else than the cursive font they had taught us. The girls just collectively started to write in block letters again.

Crying.

It was somehow my fault for getting beaten up for being mixed race.

In a restaurant full of family and friends, I felt unwell. I was sent away because I was ruining the atmosphere. I was 17 years old. Much later, I found out I had a heart defect. I'm still always afraid that I'm overreacting. Or that I'll ruin the atmosphere.

Two separate theology teachers - actual college professors - told me I'd burn in Hell for questioning various dogmas. And I wasn't even an asshole about it, I just asked a couple of honest questions. Even at the time it was pretty hilarious.

"God is infinite, all-knowing, and unconditionally loving, but if you, tiny human who just wants to understand, ask any questions then you'll, uh...threaten God! And He'll strike you down(!)...because, um, reasons..." It's just blasphemous *on top* of being abusive.

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A teacher in primary school once told me they had to kill sheep to make the cotton shirt I was wearing (I think she was trying to make a point about me being out of uniform when I had a note anyway?) Not only is cotton not wool, but sheep also don't get killed when they're sheared for wool.

I was always in trouble because I'm autistic so adults constantly assumed I was being difficult when I had nothing but good intentions. Now that I'm an adult, nothing's changed; haha! 😆

Reading too much

A girl who bullied me spit in my face and I was ostracized by multiple teachers because she told people I touched her (I was 12). In high school, a kid in my class played a song from South Park at max volume on the computer next to me. I had to work alone in the other room for the entire year.

I colored a pre-printed picture all in yellow.

In 1st grade I was held back because I couldnt read.Not entirely sure that was true. This the teacher was just a bitch.Anyway. In 4th grade I got in trouble for bringing a book to read during free read. It was the color purple.Teacher asked me what part I was at.I replied think she about to cut him.

She demanded a meeting with my mom who was like "damn 3 grades ago you all said he can't read.Now he is reading chill out! She was on my side until I read Wired the Jim Belushi story & the teacher asked me if I knew what I was reading & I replied"I don't understand why people do 8 balls if it kills"

I am not sure, but I have a funny story. My cousin was a kind of a genius kid. 12 years old...not making this up, he made a WORKING FLAMETHROWER!! It only shot out a small line of flame, about 2 feet long... but still.... (he's a lawyer now)

Not me that got scolded specifically, but my mother got scolded for "allowing" me to watch Blue's Clues at the age of nine because I was "too old for it" according to my father.

Never mind that I was the one who chose to watch it to kill time until something else I wanted to see came on.

I got between two friends in elementary school who were about to start fighting. I got hit but stopped them from escalating the fight. I got the same detention as the two who were fighting because according to the teacher getting involved to stop them fighting was just as bad as fighting.

Teachers more scared by the usurpation of authority than they are by kids lamping each other

I had an extra credit question in Algebra in 8th grade. He asked to find the best use of a bagger given two checker’s speed. He wanted to get the most people through the line quickest. But he didn’t say that, he said best. I said to use the bagger to make the two lines even.

The expression on my face. The number of times I was told "wipe that look off your face!" and "don't look at me like that!"

Yeppp

My best friend had to stand with her nose on the wall (a standard punishment in our elementary school) for writing “blue” on a blue piece of construction paper that the teacher had labeled as purple.

I got scolded by my first grade teacher for showing her the math that my dad was teaching me at home. She raised her voice and said "He should not be doing this!" She wanted to scold my dad too but he wasn't there.