The Nigerian
The Realest Member of TheColi
All my teachers were idiots for the most part. I routinely broke their spirit if they got on my bad side. I made a few of them cry.
His wife passed away giving birth 2 years after that, though about hitting him on Facebook to make sure he felt that Ether but i aint that type of person. I still wanna do it tho![]()
Senior year AP English. fukking final senior project. We are going back and forth from class to the computer lab do this project its like a 2 month fukking project so mondays and wednesday we are in class, tuesdays and thursdays we are in the computer lab and fridays we can be in the class the library or the computer lab.
....i dont know where to start, but we are about 2 to 3 weeks in and the teacher tells people if they want to come after school and work on the project or ask questions or whatever to come see her. I went to see her maybe 3 times to ask some questions and work on the project because mainly on fridays id go chill somewhere else and maybe one other day id just fukk around on the computers or not do shyt since she wasnt payin attention anyway.
About a month in the first draft, note cards everything is due. So we turn in our indvidual assignments and the following monday shes like "Come get your stuff when I call your name". She calls everyones name except mine. (lol) Then when shes done handing them out she says, "If I didnt call your name, then I didnt get your assignment, remember this is 1/3 of the final grade then 2/3 is the second draft and the 3/3 is the final draft and presentation. So I ask timidly "Is mine in the box?"
She fukkin blows up!!!! Goes from 0-60 in .01 second. YOU DIDNT DO YOUR ASSIGNMENT. YOU'RE NOT RESPONSIBLE. UNBELIEVABLE YOUR A SENIOR BLAH BLAH BLAH, YOUR IRRESPONSIBLE BLAH BLAH BLAH, YOUR IMMATURE!!!" shes rippin me a new a$$hole in front of the entire class. Like for a good 5-7 minutes...it seemed like slow motion too, like I was looking at classmates reactions and everyone was likeand at the end of it i was done. I couldnt say anything. I knew I had handed my shyt in so I didnt feel bad but the ether was like a super combo from from street gfighter and the announcer says "K.O" and the screen is flashing like 25 hits which means you had to watch for a good amount of time before your character died and theres no way to retaliate. I kind of felt like
though.
After class people were like "Damn!! what did you do?" I was like "I dont know"
But the most etherous part was when she said "I was wrong about you (insert my government name to make it really personal). You wouldnt make a good teacher.
Now to jump back to those after school sessions when I came to work on my project. I was the only person to come. She even said that a couple days before the ether, to the class that out of all the classes I was the only one who came to work on the project. She was telling me how responsible I was for being concerned and staying from like 3-6 to work on it. How I had good work ethic and showed maturity and integrity. She asked what I was going to do in college and I told her go to school for teaching then become a school counselor. She said that would be good for me and gassed me up, but told me a gem that I wont ever forget and use til this day "dont ever let money get in the way of something you want to do"
Ok now lets go to Tuesday: Computer Lab. My boy comes to me and was like what are you going to do, are you going to start all over? Im like I dont know. I start walking to the computer and I dont even know what I'm gonna do, I was probably too far behind to catch up but if I bullshytted I could have probably gotten a D or a low C. I was pretty much in a predicament of failing the last semester of English and jeopardizing graduation. All of a sudden my homie comes in and taps me on the shoulder and was like "Here" (hands me my notecards, first draft) Its fully graded and everything he said that she found it but didnt know what to saywe laughed so hard, we still laugh til this day about it.
so like a week later progress reports came out and we have to get them signed. my grade was like a 47.6% and it showed I was failing because my project grade hadnt been included when she ran the report. So I wrote on the bottom of my progress report "I'm missing the project grade but I expect that the grade will be added which will show me my actual grade and i'll have my parents sign that."
She flipped shyt again! She yelled my government name as loud as she could and said "GO TO THE HALL NOW!!!!" we stepped into the hall and she shut the door but was still yelling "DONT YOU EVER TELL ME WHAT TO DO!! DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!! I AM THE TEACHER YOU ARE THE STUDENT!!! YOU DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!!!! A nearby teacher poked his head out of the classroom because of the yelling and she calls him over and said "WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF A STUDENT TOLD YOU WHAT TO DO?? HE'S TELLING ME WHAT TO DO LIKE HE'S THE TEACHER!!! I'M DONE, IM DONE GET HIM OUT OF MY SIGHT!!" So he walked me downstairs to the dean and the counselor who were talking and was like 'apparently he got into it with Ms Davis'. So I told them exactly what happened and they were like....I remember working with a different English teacher and even trying to switch classes after that but it didnt pan out I did my final presentation with Ms Davis and got a B in the class but god damn she ethered me in front of the class twice, but she was also in the wrong twice.