Ok I had the shittest fucking math teacher in 9th grade.
See I was EXTREMELY bad with my work that year. I became real sick and my dyslexia on top of it made that year the hardest ever. But I had great teachers. They band together and came up with an idea each day after school for 30 mins they took turns helping me in their class. One teacher one day the next day different teacher and so on all week.
Except my math teacher. He refused to help me. In fact I once asked him a question about a type of problem he assigned us. I asked him could he help me I just needed to know the order the steps to solving it was. I knew the steps just not the order of them. He looked me dead in the face and said it is not my job to tutor you. Than walked off.
O.o WTFUCK
I told my teacher I had the year before who I was very close with she was the best teacher I ever had. She helped me solve my problem.
His royal assness had ocd so I fucked with his shit every day after that.
See I had my dyslexia class in the room right before math with him so I had time to fuck with the place. My dyslexia teacher helped sometimes because she hated how he treated me. So I would move all the stuff on his desk half an inch one way or another. So it wasn't noticeble to normal people but he would whip out his yard stick and measure it and take 20 to 30 minutes fixing it.
Sometimes I would move the whole desk. Just one inch.
I once turned all his books upside down. That isn't even the best one lol
The best is when we moved EVERY THING in the WHOLE CLASS bookshelfs desks tables posters EVERYTHING 1 inch to the left. LMFAO
he came in looked around like o.O something is off WTF is it?????
He kept bumping into shit lol everyone was like wtf is wrong with him. Took him half the hour long class to realize what was happen. He kept moving stuff one at a time. Lol till he went all around the room. Roflmmfao
See I was EXTREMELY bad with my work that year. I became real sick and my dyslexia on top of it made that year the hardest ever. But I had great teachers. They band together and came up with an idea each day after school for 30 mins they took turns helping me in their class. One teacher one day the next day different teacher and so on all week.
Except my math teacher. He refused to help me. In fact I once asked him a question about a type of problem he assigned us. I asked him could he help me I just needed to know the order the steps to solving it was. I knew the steps just not the order of them. He looked me dead in the face and said it is not my job to tutor you. Than walked off.
O.o WTFUCK
I told my teacher I had the year before who I was very close with she was the best teacher I ever had. She helped me solve my problem.
See I had my dyslexia class in the room right before math with him so I had time to fuck with the place. My dyslexia teacher helped sometimes because she hated how he treated me. So I would move all the stuff on his desk half an inch one way or another. So it wasn't noticeble to normal people but he would whip out his yard stick and measure it and take 20 to 30 minutes fixing it.
Sometimes I would move the whole desk. Just one inch.
I once turned all his books upside down. That isn't even the best one lol
The best is when we moved EVERY THING in the WHOLE CLASS bookshelfs desks tables posters EVERYTHING 1 inch to the left. LMFAO
he came in looked around like o.O something is off WTF is it?????
He kept bumping into shit lol everyone was like wtf is wrong with him. Took him half the hour long class to realize what was happen. He kept moving stuff one at a time. Lol till he went all around the room. Roflmmfao