What was your worst elementary school experience?

I was punished by having to lie down on the coatroom and be quiet , I couldn’t ask for help and I peed myself… after that I never asked again I just walked to the bathroom. I took control back for my life.

My worst experience was a teacher in the fourth grade. She had serious burnout and took it out on the kids. She made fun of a kid who had head lice. Because I lost many school notes to home, she pinned one on my shirt and encouraged the kids to point it out and make fun of me. She also once asked a kid in class if he liked her as a teacher and the kid spluttered “Yes” and the teacher said “Your mother says you don’t like me!” And the kid was purple with embarrassment.

I dreaded going to school every day. I even wrote a story about killing her with a time machine. I was miserable until my parents sent me to a private school.

Getting physically beaten by Nuns in a private Catholic school. They were savage in their administration of punishment.

Despite being tormented everyday with kids getting in my face and yelling, “Why don’t you talk? Are you deaf or something? Just say a color. Say blue. Why can’t you say blue are you stupid?” and various other instances of bullying.

In third grade I had a teacher that had a policy of no “tattletales”. I wasn’t a tattletale, but once, a girl poured water in my friend’s seat while he was up sharpening his pencil and she looked at me and said, “Look, his pants are going to get soaked.” So I went up to the teacher and told her that the girl had poured water in the boy’s seat and the teacher made her clean it up but then she yelled at me because I told.

I’ve never understood the concept of “snitching”. I’ve always been taught at home that you should tell an adult when something is wrong but the public education system has pretty much ruined that sentiment for me. You become an accessory and just as guilty by telling.

I also had a teacher in 6th grade that mocked me for being quiet and would consistently give me a low “participation score” which brought down my overall grade. Once he went the entire class making fun of George W. Bush and how he said “nucular” and then he called on me and said, “Say nuclear.” And I was thinking about how not to say it and “nucular” slipped out and he made an example of me by basically calling me illiterate…

I gave more than one experience…public school has been a terrible experience for me.

I was a bully magnet in the 5th grade. One day the class tough kid announced to me and the entire class that he thought my patrol captain uniform (white belt, shiny badge) was stupid. He challenged me to a fight and I wound up losing the skirmish (an extremely short one, as I recall), my pride, and the captain’s job I had long coveted and worked for. I’m still pissed about it.

I remember that experience, when I was in 3rd grade. A group of friends and I were playing “cats and mice” (I don’t need to explain the rule). I was chosen as a mouse and we began running around the school. Somehow we accidentally ran into an “off-limit” area. No teachers ever noticed that, but when I returned to my class, a girl told me she saw everything and threatened to tell the teacher. I was so horrified that when I went home that night I didn’t know whether to get back to school or not.
Luckily, the next morning I was struck with a disease and had to stay at home for a month (this was the first time I have ever considered myself lucky to be ill :p)

One of my first good friends, Gary, dropped dead while we were running the mile for the President’s Challenge in PE. No one even knew he had a heart condition. We had spent the whole summer singing and dancing to Def Leopard, and there he was, dead before he hit the ground.
I was too young to understand Catholic funerals. I just remember being very numb and wondering why they were swinging balls of smoke around and chanting.