My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher
The american public education system in a nutshell tho
My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home
My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.
My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.
My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.
My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.
My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.
My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.
My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.
The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.
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In 1st grade I was fairly smart and knew most things since I did grade 1 work in kindergarten. My teacher knew this and therefore she refused to let me answer questions or participate in discussions because she ‘wanted to give other kids a chance.’
In 3rd grade they used to split us up into advanced and regular groups for math and science. I was in the advanced group for both. The advanced math teacher was really hot-headed (and a bit scary, to be honest).
One day, I had just gotten back from a four-day absence (I’d had a rather nasty stomach virus), and he handed out a worksheet and told us to, well, get to work. I had no idea what to do, because I’d been gone for four days and they’d covered the topic of the worksheet while I was gone. I was too afraid to ask him for help, though, because he often ridiculed those who didn’t understand a concept immediately (we get it, Mr. Williams, elementary school math isn’t difficult for you. Get off your fucking high horse, you’re a 40-year-old man). He also didn’t seem to be interested in offering me any help, even though he knew I’d been gone - there were 10 people in the advanced math group; an absence was notable.
About 10 minutes into the class, the person next to me raised their hand to ask for help. I thought, great, he’ll explain it to that girl, and I can listen without looking stupid and I’ll finally be able to do the worksheet. But when he came over, he noticed that I didn’t have anything on my paper, and he started yelling at me.
After screaming for a good 5 minutes, demanding to know why I hadn’t started, then calling me a useless idiot before I could answer, then berating me for not asking for help, then going back to insulting my intelligence, he kicked me out. In full view of the other “advanced” students he snatched the worksheet away from me, made me pack up my things, turn in the advanced textbook, and walk over to the classroom where all the “regular” students were (I walked in in the middle of a lesson, by the way, and had to explain in front of even more people why I was there, all the while trying to hold back tears because I’d just been yelled at, insulted, and humiliated).
The worst part was, I believed everything he’d said about my intelligence, because he was a teacher, an authority figure, someone who obviously knew more than me - so if he said I was stupid, then I clearly was.
The first few years of my education, I always listed math as my favorite subject (followed closely by English). After being humiliated and pushed into a remedial class, I hated math. I was convinced I was terrible at it, and I never ended up doing well again. My confidence in the subject was completely shattered when I was fucking eight.
So it’s not just advanced students that suffer in America’s shitty education system. It’s kids who aren’t so sure of themselves, kids who don’t understand a lesson, or several lessons. Everyone suffers except the few that are in that “happy” medium that the American education system teaches too.
People don’t give Rugrats enough credit for how progressive it was. I mean think about it.
Chuckie, for most of the series is raised by a single father
Angelica’s mother was a high ranking corporate executive
Phil and Lil’s mom was a feminist
She also breastfed them (which the show actually depicted)
Tommy is half-Jewish and the show actually explored this part of his heritage
Seriously, this show was fucking amazing!! They just don’t make ‘em like this anymore….
Also don’t forget that Chuckie had an interracial family after the second movie.
How are you guys forgetting Susie? I mean her mom was a doctor and her dad was a writer for a famous Children’s TV show. Not to mention Kimmie was anything BUT submissive.
Remember when they had episodes that hit hard to issues kids might be dealing with? Chuckie only had his Dad on Mothers Day, Tommy had to deal with being outshadowed by a new baby brother, Phil and Lil were constantly being mixed up and then they had a couple episodes where they each found that even as a twin they were their own people. Man Rugrats was the shit.