Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Day 1 of blog Challange

Day 1 of Blog Challenge
   
Write about some of the teachers you had growing up and why you did / did not like them 

I have decided that I am going to choose my Grade 10 and Grade 11 Social studies teacher.  I will refrain from using his real name (only because my daughter is currently in the same school - and had him as well).  So I choose Mr. X.  

Reasons why I did not like him.  Well let me start off HE DID NOT LIKE MY FAMILY to begin with.  He had issues with brother #1.  Then that carried on to brother #2.  Which of course led to his dislike to ME!  First thing he said to me when I was in his class. 
"Prat.  Prat.  Are you by any chance related to Brother 1 and Brother 2 Prat?"
I looked at him and said yes.  His replay "OK.  Its going to be a good year".  WHO SAYS THAT!! Right!  And needless to say, it was a year alright.  He was the one and ONLY teacher that gave me detention.  That is right detention!  Why because I was a few minutes late for his class.  And when I mean a few minutes, I really mean a few seconds!  I come to detention and I am sitting there super angry and he comes in.  Looks at me and says this (No word of a lie)
"I just gave you detention to see if you would actually show up."  
I looked at him grabbed my stuff and left.  yes with him still calling my name out and telling me to get back there.  I left.  I didn't care.  after that I lost ALL respect for him and I showed it very clearly.  I would come to his class and listen to my (this will make me really really old) disc man and listen to No Diggity.  And if I wasn't doing that I would be reading my book inside my Social text book.  And that went on for two years.  Until last year. 

I am registering my daughter for high school and sure as *%$# he is her homeroom teacher.  I walk in and I am like CRAP!  He looks at me I look at him and nothing.  I am thinking thank god.  That is all my daughter needs.  so i get all her paper work done, and thankfully my daughter has her dads last name, so he can't relate us.  So I told her at the end of the school year you must go up to him and ask him if he knows your grandpa.  She said OK.  She said she is going to go up to him and say 
"Hey Mr. X.  Do you know Mr. Prat?  That's my grandpa!"  and walk away.  I laughed and said I'll hold you to those words.


She was in his social class last year and she said "I swear he knows your my mom".  He uses me as an example.  Even once he used Chile (my home country) and looked directly at her!  She is convinced he knows her family.  I don't think so.  I did tell her that he focuses on one student in every class, unfortunately enough I was that kid, and sadly so was she.





Día 1 de Blog Reto

Escribir sobre un maestro/a que tenia en la escuela y por que mi gusto o no mi gusto.

He decidido que voy a elegir mi Grado 10 y Grado 11 Maestro de Estudios Sociales.   Me abstendré de usar su nombre real (sólo porque mi hija está en la misma escuela - y lo tuvo también). Así que elijo el Sr. X.
Razones por las que no le gustaba. Pues permítanme empezar no le gustaba a mi familia a empezar. Tenía problemas con el hermano # 1. Luego tuvo problemas con hermano # 2 . Lo que por supuesto llevó a su aversión a MÍ! Lo primero que me dijo cuando estaba en su clase.
" Prat . Prat . ¿Eres por casualidad relacionada con el Hermano 1 y Hermano 2 Prat ? "
Lo miré y le dije que sí.  Su replay "Bueno . Va a ser un buen año " ¿Quién dice eso ! ¡Muy bien! Y ni que decir , que fue un año bien.  Él era el único profesor que me dio detención ! ¿Por qué , porque yo era un poco tarde para su clase . Y cuando me refiero a un par de minutos , me refiero a un par de segundos !  Vo a la detención y yo estoy sentado allí súper enojado y él entra y mi mira y me dice esto (No hay una palabra de mentira )
"Yo sólo te di detención para ver si usted realmente aparecer. "
Lo miro, recojo mis cosas y me fui.  si con él todavía llamándome por mi nombre y me dice que volver allí . Me fui. No me importaba . después de que perdí todo el respeto para él y se lo mostré muy claramente. Me gustaría ir a su clase y escuchar a mi ( esto me hará muy, muy viejo ) disco man y escuchar No Diggity . Y si yo no estaba haciendo que yo estaría leyendo mi libro en mi libro de texto Social . Y que se prolongó durante dos años. Hasta el año pasado.Me inscribo a mi hija para la escuela secundaria y seguro es su tutora . Entro y me dijo a mi misma EN SERIO! Me mira lo miro y nada. Pienso gracias a Dios . Eso es todo lo que mi hija necesita. así que conseguir todo su papeleo hecho, y por suerte mi hija tiene el apellido de su papa, por lo que no nos puede relacionarse . Así que le dije al final del año escolar, usted debe ir a él y preguntarle si conoce a su abuelo . Ella dijo que estaba bien . Ella dijo que ella se va a ir a él y decir
" Hey Mr. X. ¿Conoce el Sr. Prat ? Ese es mi abuelo! " y se va. Ja ja. Me reí y le dije que le sostendré a esas palabras .

Ella estaba en su clase social el año pasado y me dijo: " te Juro que él te conoce” . Él me usa como un ejemplo . Incluso una vez que usó Chile ( mi país de origen ) y la miró a los ojos ! Ella está convencida de que conoce a su familia. No lo creo. Yo se lo dije a ella que él siempre elije un estudiantes en cada clase , por desgracia lo suficiente Yo era ese niño, y por desgracia también lo era ella.

2 comments:

  1. Yikes, I had that all through school, because of my brother, teachers associated me with him, and well he wasn't the best student, so they treated me the same. LOL you know me I was a much better student... and basically had it thrown in their faces for trying to relate us that way... Teachers should never do that.... But then One of our social studies Jr High teachers did that to me as well, because he had taught my aunts... it was the same thing all over again.... Really they need to leave their "Beliefs" out of their teaching. Each student is different

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    1. I know :(. I had a hard time as well. And I think it is wrong they do that for sure. It is like we are not individuals! We aren't like everyone else! I am happy that my daughter isn't affected but I think she thinks he knows. Hahhaa. I know he doesn't hahha

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