I guess first and second grade... The teacher was an Armenian bitch that hated me and for some reason loved the kid that would tease me and bully me, who was also Armenian. The teacher would regularly give me a time out, or give me extra homework, make up shit and call my parents, etc... My mom and dad got suspicious, thinking their son can't be that bad and visited class one time.
I was there, unable to answer a question the teacher asked me, a question that is probably for 6th graders, or whatever. She got angry and gave me a big slap in the face. At that moment my parents walked in. My mom was shocked in place and my dad raised hell. That teacher was then fired for assaulting a child. But her favorite student, the top of the class... smug Armenian bastard continued to be an annoyance.
It wasn't up until 4th grade, where my dad taught me how to fight against bullies and stand up for myself, I took matters into my own hands. Beat up that POS and then I could be just another regular kid at school.
I got my own revenge against my old teacher too... Saw her one time, back in 2014 in my home town walking near a puddle. I was in my car... you know what's gonna happen. Foot hard down, slash through the puddle at speed, covering my ex-teacher in dirty water. I then hit the brakes, backed up, rolled down the window and said:
"Remember me, the poor fuck you bullied in school? Well, take a look at yourself, you look like an old, filthy wet rag! What are you gonna do? Call the police, bitch I got money! You can't do shit!"
Thinking back, I could have handled that better and with more class, but that's what came out of my stupid 18 year old brain at the time. But yeah, most of school for me was just school. I hated homework and nothing else.
What is/was your hell in school?
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I guess first and second grade... The teacher was an Armenian bitch that hated me and for some reason loved the kid that would tease me and bully me, who was also Armenian. The teacher would regularly give me a time out, or give me extra homework, make up shit and call my parents, etc... My mom and dad got suspicious, thinking their son can't be that bad and visited class one time.
I was there, unable to answer a question the teacher asked me, a question that is probably for 6th graders, or whatever. She got angry and gave me a big slap in the face. At that moment my parents walked in. My mom was shocked in place and my dad raised hell. That teacher was then fired for assaulting a child. But her favorite student, the top of the class... smug Armenian bastard continued to be an annoyance.
It wasn't up until 4th grade, where my dad taught me how to fight against bullies and stand up for myself, I took matters into my own hands. Beat up that POS and then I could be just another regular kid at school.
I got my own revenge against my old teacher too... Saw her one time, back in 2014 in my home town walking near a puddle. I was in my car... you know what's gonna happen. Foot hard down, slash through the puddle at speed, covering my ex-teacher in dirty water. I then hit the brakes, backed up, rolled down the window and said:
"Remember me, the poor fuck you bullied in school? Well, take a look at yourself, you look like an old, filthy wet rag! What are you gonna do? Call the police, bitch I got money! You can't do shit!"
Thinking back, I could have handled that better and with more class, but that's what came out of my stupid 18 year old brain at the time. But yeah, most of school for me was just school. I hated homework and nothing else.
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Those Kardashians are a handful, aren't they,