Hey Pandas, What's The Worst Punishment You Have Gotten From A Teacher? (Ended)

Once in Middle school there was this kid and he was diabetic. Our teacher thought his insulin pump was a thing to cheat on a test or a phone or something like that. She ripped it out of his arm and everyone was extremely confused. There was blood everywhere.He ended up having to go to the hospital and the teacher got fired. It was a pretty weird day.

Standing in the corner everytime I spoke Spanish as a five year old in a Virginia elementary school. I lost my native language.

(sorry for my poor english) I was is 8th grade when my favorite aunt died. I did'nt attempt school for 3 days since i was a mess. I was back to school on the morning of the funeral day and was not well, red eyes, looking like shit. I had a 2 hours course of tech, and the teacher teased me in front of the class for more than an hour. Saying « your boyfriend dumped you?It's not a problem you will find another one » among other very smart things to tell to a student who clearly is not well. I was very patient about it and said nothing, while rage was slowly coming up. Then when i pushed away from the table the very long hair of my binom, he said « i see that you want to do a hairdressing internship », i replied « no sir i want to do an idiocy internship to become a tech teacher ».
He was furious. I was sent to the principal office and explained the teacher behavior during the class. The principal was really sorry, but had to call my parents and got me an eviction for several days since i said what i said in front of the class. My mum didn't talked to me(apart from : « i didn't need that ! » that day we burried my aunt, and for several days after.
I was more a mess after that. It felt so unfair to be punish that way for just defending myself from a bully. Ok he was a teacher, but that was bullying.
I was a really good student with no behavioral issues at all, he just went to far.
This teacher discretely gave me treats during courses the rest of the year, maybe he felt sorry, but i never forgave him. He really was an idiot.

In 7th grade I was pulled out of class during a test and made to stand in the hallway, unable to finish because my teacher thought the notes I turned in were "too professional" and I must have cheated. All I did was type them up at home. This was 1991... I failed the test.

A sub in our school thought that our computers, which our teacher had told us to bring to school for something, weren't allowed. She smashed all of them, burning, etc. She cost us over $2,000 because she had destroyed them. I had just gotten a new one. She was fired and sued for property damage by over 2/3 of the parents. She bought us all new ones with candy and such, got her job back. Same thing happened to my little sister with her new iPad. They have learned to not bring the sub to our school. I hear she's now in some small town as a teacher now.

When I was in eight grade a teacher got mad at me for having to pray during lunch (I'm jewish) and said some sensitive things about the holocaust . She was fired

I went to a catholic school in the 80's in England. On more than one occasion I had hands, legs or even butt cheeks caned. Always for minor infractions (talking in class etc) The deputy head teacher used to have a collection of canes behind his desk. He stank of alcohol too. Thankfully corporal punishment is now illegal here.

I had a great Religious Education teacher who thought it was appropriate to try to pick me up by my sideburns. Hope he's living his best life. No, really.

Had a teacher make us sit in the corner holding an encyclopaedia book above our head.

One time, a sub in school had us do a three page packet of problems in under ten minutes, confusing the warm up problems with the packet. The warm ups were ten minutes. When we explained to her that she was wrong and that we were supposed to do the warmups for ten minutes in a respectful manner, she got really mad and said that anyone who did it finish the packet would have a weeks worth of detention. When a girl came up for help, the sub gladly helped her, but when a boy came up for help, she said no and gave him detention. She got fired the next day

my class had a band teacher a couple years ago (we were in 7th grade) who was out of his mind. constantly saying stuff like, “you guys suck” or “everyone’s a little gay inside” and “i hate all of you, i quit (he didn’t).” he got fired the next year. but anyways, we had this kid who was new in school that year and he played trombone.he was nervous because he was the one of the only trombone players and a lot of pressure was on their section for a particular piece of music. he messed up a couple of times, when finally the teacher yelled, “what’s wrong with you, you suck at trombone, you shouldn’t even be here.” the kid was 13 and he got yelled at and humiliated in front of the entire class. poor kid cried while the teacher and the rest of the class kept insulting and humiliating him for crying.

Not a punishment but ....... In second grade (eons ago!), our teacher would put the best handwriting up above the chalkboard. I never tried b/c it was more fun to hurry and finish so I could talk, bother others, or play with things in my desk. One day I decided to do my best. I didn't talk. I didn't play. I didn't bother others. I wasn't the first one done. I wrote very nicely. Teacher came by and took my paper to put above the board. All the kids were looking at me b/c I never got my writing up there. After she pinned it up, the teacher stepped back and looked. Then she reached up, took my paper down, handed it back to me, and said "It's not as good as everyone else's." After that day I didn't try to be neat until the middle of college b/c I didn't figure that my best would ever be enough.

When I was in kindergarten, whenever a kid does something bad, the teachers would scare the whole class by telling us that the principal has a bottle of hot sauce constantly lying on her desk, and that she would force the bad kids to eat the hot sauce.
They also told us that the principal has a caged lion in her office that she uses on the bad kids
It's stupid, of course, but we were little kids. We believed that, and it scared the hell out of us.

Every year, the third grade class at my school hatches chicks. When I was in fifth grade, our class got invited to see the chicks and play with them. A girl in my class at the time had drawn a smiley face on the fabric of a chair we had in the room. Our teacher said that we couldn't see the chicks until whoever drew on the chair confessed and told her about it. The girl who did it told everyone in the class she had done it but refused to tell the teacher. A fair amount of people went to the teacher and told her that this girl had done it, and although a majority of the class had said that she had told them she drew the face, a completely innocent student was punished because the teacher didn't like her, and no one except the girl who actually did it got to see the chicks.

In 5th grade, a girl put too many books on the edge of her desk before she sat down which caused the desk to tip over. Of course, we kids laughed - we were kids! The teacher had the class write 100 lines and I will never forget what she had us write: "I am a student at a public school, I am not an inmate in an insane asylum and I will not act as such."

My first grade teacher was teaching the number line. She would point to a number, call on a student who was supposed to name it. If you didn't have the answer she would have you step behind a partition while she drew on the board. You would come out to see a stick figure person with huge ears (or something.)

"You know what that is? That's you, and those are donkey ears. You're a donkey because you don't know your numbers!"

I learned later that my parents had specifically requested that teacher because they heard kids in her class really learned their stuff. We sure did...

In middle school, I had a teacher that kept everyone inside for talking. My friend really needed to go to the bathroom and had been asking the entire lessen. He asked again and the teacher wouldn't let him go because she thought he would run. He started hyperventilating and eventually wet his pants.

once I was at lunch (12yo 5th grade) two kids came to me threw my food on the floor, and punched me in the face, an adult came over and I got in trouble for no reason. I didn't do anything wrong, every day I would come home with a bloody nose and a black eye, from kids on my bus.

I was told this story by an older friend about the son of one of his neighbors back in the '50s. This young man was rude to everyone, careless about other people's stuff, and disruptive in class, so his parents finally sent him to a boarding school run by the Christian Brothers. The Brothers at this particular school were mostly fresh off the boat from Ireland. Now when the young man came home for the Thanksgiving break, you'd never think it was the same kid -- he was polite, respectful, helpful, everything you would want your son to be. Someone eventually got him to give an example of how the Brothers got through to him: "It was the morning of my first class, and I was giving the Brother some lip, so he finally got annoyed and came over to me. He grabbed me by my collar, walked me up to the front of the room, and erased the board with my face."

This was in my freshman year of high school. I was in an advanced algebra class during the beginning of the year, but the teacher was not nice. The work was very fast, and she would tell the class that if we must know this, or we are stupid (not the exact thing she said, but this was two years ago). My autistic mind translated it to "If you ask for help, you are stupid" I moved to an on level class after I failed even the retake of a test. So long story short, the worst thing a teacher did was not understand my special needs or even just ask if I needed help.