What did your teachers say about you?

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I think my 5th grade teacher requested me to be in her class... I don't know what I said or did... but for some reason she saw something special in me.

My calculus teacher took pictures of me (woah man...that sounds much worse than it actually is ), and put them up all over the room. He put cations that said "be like Pugly, do your homework"... or "be like Pugly, give exact answers."

This was quite an accomplishment because this teacher tended to show favoritism to those who played football over other students. I didn't play football... and got his approval by just doing well in the class... and being my quirky self.

I didn't have enough sense at the time to really understand what my teachers really thought of me... much less what they would say. I didn't even know what my fellow classmates said about me.

Oh yes; my English teacher in grade 8 said that I stood out from the other students because I didn't make eye contact with her and my voice was too high-pitched (I think she meant loud; my voice wasn't high-pitched.). She also said, however, that I was at the top of her class. She said thst I was nervous around her and would fidget with my hands, that I may have Tourette's Syndrome because I "put my arm up"-- this was when I put my hand up to ask a question, but she called on someone else before me and that person asked the question I was going to ask. I didn't want to be called on and have to explain that I was going to ask what she asked, so I pretended to run my hand through my hair and then just put it down.


Then in this French class in grade 9, this teacher of ours would just sit at his desk and do nothing for the entire class. He would hand out a ridiculously easy assignment at the beginning of class and collect it at the end. He would let us do whatever we wanted in his class: talk, run around, play games, tell jokes, apply our makeup, fix our hair, sleep, eat, or do our work if we wanted to. He told my mother during the parent-teacher interview that I should be more outgoing in class or the other kids would perceive a difference in me.


My grade 7 French teacher said that it was good that I dared to ask questions.


My grade 9 advanced French teacher said I didn't do my work and didn't copy stuff off the board when she wrote it there. The former was because I didn't have a workbook and when I told her that she just gave me 0 anyway; she didn't make any move to get me one. The latter was because I had terrible eyesight and didn't even know that she had written anything there!

I had a teacher once recommend to my mother that we should move out of a particular school district when I was going into 6th grade (new building for middle school). She said she was worried about me and didn't think I would do well there at all since the kids were so rough. We moved promptly. Maybe that is why I don't fully understand the bullying received in school. I managed to avoid it for the most part due to teachers like this.

All of my teachers in my school either hate me or take interest in me.
I get average grades, but at the same time I brag about having 23/24 missing assignments. ;D
Yay math! I guess it's a good enough reason to fuel their rage. Most teachers don't deal with it very well, though. After a while some teachers go out of their way to irritate me, which I don't particularly enjoy. I can't recall ever getting a good comment on any report card; however, my Japanese teacher is another story. He's the only adult friend I have, and I take advantage of it by talking to him during class. Sometimes he forgets to assign things because we're talking about something interesting and he loses track of time. xD
Good times.

English 11 was bad times...
My teacher liked to yell at the class about how poor our work is was on nearly a daily basis, even singling out some kids. One time when she was yelling at us at full force, I interrupted her and corrected her grammar mid-sentence (Not that I have perfect grammar, but she was a pretty bad hypocrite in the sense she had terrible grammar and poor writing skills judging from her examples). She didn't appreciate it too much, but the amount she yelled at us from then on decreased... along with my grades. I couldn't stand how everyone just sat their and took it, so I don't regret it. I treat people the way they treat me.
School is interesting. =\

Yep, that sounds about right.

I remember being told "You won't succeed, you'll never get a high school diploma!"..

And here I am, with a high school diploma (a normal one too!), and along with computer certifications like A+, Network+, Security+, and Microsoft Certified Pro..

I'd LOVE to go back to that teacher and say "what now?".. lol

My first school teachers all said the same sort of thing, shy, bad in group situations, prefers adult company and bad handwriting. In middle school I was called possessive by one teacher because I had only one friend who I admittedly spent a lot of time with, the following year I was told that I was the second best speller in the year, second only to one boy, and in my final middle school year I was described as 'scared of numbers' by a maths teacher. In high school the tone went downhill, often 'doesn't try hard enough', 'refuses to participate' (in PE) and in several cases, teachers called me a failure, a ret*d (which is HUGELY offensive in Britain in case you are unaware) and in one case, a spoilt brat (despite the fact that we lived in a bit of a slum with very little income or presents.) These days, my college tutors all praise me.

The label I was given was "emotionally immature". I didn't understand what they meant at the time, although I now understand it is often used to describe female aspies!

Some of my teachers also thought I was a bit of a smartass (true!) who loved nothing more than pointing out other people's mistakes.

The thing I was in trouble for most often was being late for class - I still have problems getting to places on time as an adult. I still don't really understand what the big deal is. Why do people get themselves so wound up about the exact position of two lines on a dial? So I am 3 minutes late for work - so what? I'll just stay behind 3 minutes at the end of the day - problem solved.

It had its ironys in it, i got top grades in everything in the last two years. Shows what A-levels have come to.

I think it's the NT "herd" mentality. George Orwell would call it GroupThink. Everyone just... expects it. We must comply, or face the herd.

The real problem is when we don't know what the herd expects, because we never learned that sort of thing...

that i was a space cadet and talked about satan too much, and was odd

I guess you could say I was something of a teacher's pet for most of my school days. I got mostly good grades and didn't get into trouble, which I think is why they never noticed my inability to socialize.

None of them really had a clue. Well, there was the one in 10th grade that knew something was wrong with me, but didn't know what. She mentioned it to my parents and they were offended.

Also there was one professor I had in college who said she worked with people who had Asperger's. It was the first time I heard someone talk about it in public. Back then I knew about AS, but I wasn't sure if I had it or not. At the start of class she wanted us to write some info down about ourselves and hand it in. I mentioned that I had social anxiety. She always seemed nice to me after and would ask how I was doing. To this day I wonder if she suspected anything of me.

There was also one time in 7th grade where a teacher had asked me to see her after class. She mentioned how I was picking my nose in class. I was mortified afterwards. She was supposedly a pretty nice teacher too.

I had a teacher in 4th grade who I had to spend a lot of one-on-one time with him because I had such difficulties with math. That was kind of torturous because it seemed like I could never get it.

On my last year of high school my mom forced me to see the counselor because I didn't have friends and wasn't being social, which I really hated because it pulled me out of class, and I enjoyed being in class to learn. The counselor didn't do squat for me. Just gave me suggestions, which I can't remember what they were because I must have blocked it out of my memory. Needless to say I didn't do anything she suggested. Soon afterward though I began researching the net and found I fit all the symptoms of social anxiety.

Oh yeah, and one other thing. I had a cooking class in 10th grade I think it was. Someone had left a mess behind at the kitchen station I was working at, and I thought well I sure as well wasn't going to clean up someone else's mess. I stomped out of the classroom because it was time to leave, in spite of the teacher yelling for me to come back. Then I realized I left my backpack behind (I had always had nightmares of that). So I went back to get it and was forced to clean up the mess at the station and the teacher was angry at me, and I was upset and crying. In the end I didn't get a good grade in that class.

Other then that I don't think any of the teachers had any idea about me, at least not that I can remember. If they thought anything was wrong with me, they kept it to themselves.

Mostly my teachers said I was inattentive. I can't seem to pay attention to things I have no interest in. Before high school, the majority of my teachers treated me like a problem child because I either somehow said the wrong things or got into fights. I never started fights, it was always kids picking on me, but since I'd win, I'd get into trouble. I was put on a behavior plan, a notebook that detailed my actions everyday and needed to signed.

There's few times though when teachers seemed to think something was different, if not wrong about me. Like in 9th grade, I had one teacher who'd always accuse me of being high in class and kick me out. I never was. He failed me, even when I got A's on the finals. I tried to pass, he'd give extra credit work, but only you'd have all your other work in and if you got kicked out, you missed the work. At the end of the year, he told me, when I repeated biology, maybe I'd remember not to be high- I've still never gotten high.

In fact that year, my teachers were spilt between thinking I was smart and unfocused or smart and on drugs. Had to have a big meeting, all my teachers(minus biology), ending the high school version of a behavior plan.

In 11th, missed too many days, over 15 which is automatic failure so I transferred. My psych teacher tried to get me to go through the procedure to stay but as far as I knew I didn't have any diagnosable illness. 12th grade, I'd go school, and attend one of my 3 classes. I spent a lot of time being forced to fill out college applications and take the SAT's. I didn't even bother to order my cap and gown, found out my guidance conselor did it for me, and was forced by my mom to attend graduation.

Attended college for a while, was getting straight A's and then 2 weeks before finals, stopped showing up.

I've lost my school reports. But I know that one of my teachers said I needed to know the right time and the right place to joke around. Also in Music I was told in my report I needed to calm down.

"Doesn't follow directions."
"Makes careless errors."
"Poor handwriting skills."
"Doesn't apply herself or try hard enough."
"Daydreams too much, doesn't listen in class."