Inspired by "Favorite vocalists" - Favorite nutcases

Ah, they don't make teachers like they used to. ::)

My French teacher once smacked me over the head with a large textbook.
 
More about Bab's teacher, yours was a bit of a wanker.
 
Actually, it might have been my German teacher, come to think of it. I can't quite remember, it was so long ago. And I was a bit dizzy afterwards.
 
My social sciences teacher once called me a cynical bastard.
 
My English teacher sometimes expelled me from class because I knew more than her.
 
I was also called 'retarded' by my maths teacher, although I know where he was coming from.
 
And my Maths teacher once told my mom some things about me, but neither wanted to say what they were. I'm not sure I want to know anyway.
 
My Maths teacher attested me that I have no chance of ever going to the university (actually, a good number of teachers said that with full conviction), and once told me I have a fundamentally wrong perception of mathematics. I still have the test where he wrote that, actually.
 
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