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My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.

In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.

Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.

I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.

This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.

Never forget.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shit

it’s twisted stuff

this is important.

My first grade teacher beat her students. This wasn’t 1960. This was 1994.

She beat the ‘bad’ kids for doing anything she decided was wrong. This included being ‘dirty’, which she routinely humiliated one girl named Ashley for. I was routinely scolded for having the ‘wrong’ answer to questions like “What is your favourite colour?” because brown wasn’t a good colour to like. I was 7. It seemed perfectly reasonable for my teacher to throw her students around.

don’t even remember most of grade school after that.

High School, one of my last teachers spent so much time being pissed off at having to teach a business class he sabotaged his students every step of the way: including multiple choice answers that could be answered in a number of ways that he’d change how he wanted answered multiple times on the same test so he could make everything wrong, and assigning a final project forth 60% of our mark that - despite us having ‘meetings’ with him to show our progress - he said everyone had done ‘wrong.’ He was smart enough not to fail us all, but the average grade in that class - a damned bird course - was 55%

Canada has the same damned problems.  Don’t even get me started on Residential Schools-

About 150,000 First Nations, Inuit and Metis children were taken from their families and forced to attend the government schools over much of the last century. The last school, outside Regina, closed in 1996.

Our school systems are in a serious need of being torn apart and rebuilt from the ground up.


When I was in 8th grade I had very good grades. One day I checked my grades 3 days before they closed them and saw that in one of my classes my grade got lower by a few points. I did my calculations and it didn’t give that grade, it gave me the one I had before. So I asked my teacher what was wrong, she told me that she took some of my points away because I was too high compared to my classmates and said that I need to “donate” them to someone that needed them more than me. After my parents and I talked to the teacher for weeks, she changed the grade.

In the same year I had a class of the Model United Nations. Our school always goes to simulations of other schools and everyone in that class was forced to go. We chose in which committee to be and what country. So, the teacher started to give everybody their country except for mine (even though I was the first to pay and sign to go), she told me that it wasn’t fair for the others because I always did more research about the topic. She said that if she gave me the topic at that time I will be much more prepared  for the simulation and the others not. I tried to tell her that I wasn’t fair, I talked to my parents, we sent her mails and talked to her but she ignored us. She only gave me my topic 1 week before the simulation, while my other classmates had 2 months to prepare.

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Two stars of the movie Heathers died at an early age: Jeremy Applegate (Peter Dawson, whose character prays he will never commit suicide) committed suicide with a shotgun on March 23, 2000, and Kim Walker (Heather Chandler, who had the line “Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast?”) died of a brain tumor on March 6, 2001.
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Still quite a bit left to do, but it’s really coming together! I like the colors in this dress so much more then my red and white version. I think it looks a lot less juvenile and way more magical. 

It’s made from organza and chiffon with a tulle overlay and $60 of fake flowers.

I have information about how I’m making it here! And a video about it here

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just leaving this here for everyone…


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when people ask you “What’s the name of that actor [blah blah vague description]” and you purposefully give it a 5 second pause and pretend to think it over because if you just shoot the answer at them they might get a little bit scared.

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actual diary entry from when i was in 5th grade oh my god

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stardust is a cinematic masterpiece and anyone who says otherwise is very very wrong

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November 19, 2012 at Candlestick Park in San Francisco, CA. (x)

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When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.

thank you

and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos. 

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