I did a slight drag. My 8th grade Algebra teacher. She was such a bitch. I was out for a week with a back injury and when I came back I had missed a test so I had to make it up. She told me that I would only have one day to study for it so if I wanted to try and study a little during class I could. Next thing you know, in her class, I'm studying and she calls me out in front of the whole class for not paying attention. I told her that she told me I could study and she said she didn't. So I stopped. I had to take the test that afternoon and I got a C which brought my grade down to a B and I had A's in all my other classes. So I was pissed. I tried to talk to her after school but she was sending an e-mail and told me to leave.
So I went to the principal and told them she was being unfair and not allowing me a chance or to talk to her. So they spoke to her and she pulled me out of homeroom the following morning to SCREAM at me in the hall. People later told me they heard her voice echoing from the stairwell. She said that she was writing an "emergency" e-mail to her sister in California and that I was rude to interrupt her. I told her that they invented phones YEARS ago and she should use them instead of e-mails if it was such an emergency. And that she should figure out how to be a better teacher because everyone hates her and learns nothing from her. And what kind of teacher is she that she would freak out on a student like this. She yelled at me some more and blah blah.
The next day she was teaching and the overhead projector screen fell off the ceiling and onto her head. She wore a neck brace to school for the next month. I knew from that day on that I had a guardian angel watching over me.
