teachers
Show most recent or highest rated first. Common beliefs in this section include:page 14 of 19
< 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 >
When I was young, we were always told in school to stop telling bad things o other students in class.
What the teacher would say was, 'You must stop bullying each other. I'm fed up with hearing "so and so" did this to me, or "so and so" did that.
Now there was always this one person in the year above me, and I didn't know her name, so I always assumed, even though it wasn't, that her name was "so and so".
I used to belive that teachers were evil.....that why they made us do homework.
My little brother believed that his headteacher was really Agent Smith, and his teacher was Trinity in disguise!
In primary school when I was 5, my teacher used to frequently say "be good, or you'll go in my bad books". So I obviously thought she had a book where she noted down all the bad children's names
I had a teacher whose name was Miss Lee. But as a little kid only hearing the words I didn't realize that they were two words or where to separate them. When I went to spell her name I wrote Miss Sleep. At first I wrote Miss Slee, but slee wasn't a word, I thought, so I added a 'p'. Then I always called her Miss Sleep.
when i was little i used to belive teachers lived in the school and plotted world domination plan when the children i came to school on a saturday i saw a teacher in the school then for that moment on i belive teachers are evil and poor
In elementary school, I used to think the teachers use to have different voices when they went into that faculty room. I always tried to sneak a peek before the door closed.
I didn't think my teachers had lives. They didn't have families and the only friends they had were the other teachers in the school.
When I was younger in grade school whenever my dad would go see the teachers for parent-teacher meetings I would always get nervous about what they would tell him, I thought they were out to get me. When he would come home I would go hide in my room.
I had a teacher in elementary school whose first name was Charm. I thought every teacher was named Charm but they all had different last names.
I used to believe the teachers in my school were really robots who wanted to enslave us all to help them take over the universe, they got their information from a world satalight that was being controled by the king of aliens, he was pink (i hate pink) and his eyes popped out of his head wen ever he got mad.
I believed that female teachers got to choose if they wanted to be called "mrs. or miss"
I used to think that if you met someone nice abroad, that everyone really liked, they would appear in school after the holidays, and become your new teacher.
Maybe because of how you learn Greek and Latin in the Mediterranean.
A primary school teacher once told me that if you looked behind the ears of new born babies you’d find a small curving relic scar. It’s where our gills used to be and has been passed down through the generations from when the first fish-like creatures flapped onto the land. I’m still tempted to check even now, though I’ve never found those scars…
I BELIEVED THE TEACHERS COULD READ MY THOUGHTS
When I was in like 3rd grade the teacher had to step out of the room. we were all shocked when we heard her voice coming over the intercom telling us to sit back down and get to work. For years I thought there were hidden cameras in the intercom boxes and that the secertary and principal just sat and watched us all day.
I used to believe the teachers when they said we'd have to write in cursive a lot when we got older... Boy was I wrong.
When I was in school i thought that teachers read scripts to say good moring blah blah blah
In primary I used to think that at lunch time all that teachers used to talk about in the staff room was their students and tell bad stories about them and plot evil revenges. In highschool i made a teacher swore that her and every teacher at school never said a word about a student. Im a teacher now and believe me my highschool teacher was lying haha probably not as bad as i thought but none the less funny when i look back on it now.
When i was little and in preschool, i was scared to go to the nurse because i thought she would have company, because, there was a bed, bathroom, sink, and a mini refrigerator, so i thought it was her house.
I Used To Believe™ © 2002 - 2024 Mat Connolley, another Iteracy website. privacy policy