my calculus teacher did little senior year jokey biographies of people as a big powerpoint on the last day. he was well loved, venerable, yet also slightly … odd. sharp, but vaguely weird. he separated people into basically informal friend groups [with multiple people on the same slide] and people who were the sort of weird alone people. i was one of the alone people. and he said i slept all the time for some reason, i was very sleep deprived but very anxious.
i was sleep deprived all of school really, it started so fucking early, terribly unfair to anybody’s sleep schedule
upon typing this I suppose it isn’t the Worst but it’s still not a fun way to end
I skipped first grade, and my second grade teacher stuck me in the corner by myself because I talked too much. After I learned my lesson, she would send struggling students to me to tutor them, and told my mom she had no plans to move me back out of the corner. Next thing I knew, I had a new teacher.
But the worst was the math teacher who casually sexually violated the female students.