Were you the defiant kid in school? What did teachers/admin do that got through to you?

I was a best little boy, trying never to run afoul if teachers or the administration. The only time I recall doing so (though I’m sure there were others) was in 6th grade. I was a patrol captain and got sucked into a very brief fight with a bully. He won, and I lost my white belt and badge. I still feel humiliated lo these many years later.

I was the defiant kid in my family.In school,I was an angel and did well.
I got grounded alot.I’m not so sure that worked ;)

Awww, @Austinlad I am very sorry for your loss of belt and badge. I hope you womped that bully.

@lucillelucillelucille Oh, wow….what made you behave at school and not home?!

Talkative in grade school. Often had to write out “lines” or print out the spelling words for that week – 20 times – at recess. That didn’t help. I would never talk back to the teacher, though. My Mom worked for the school board. You didn’t want to upset Mama.

I did well, though, just couldn’t keep my mouth shut.

High school, I was good according to Le Mama. There was lots that she didn’t know about, though.

I was on the honor roll in high school.

Nah, @SundayKittens. He wrestled me to the ground very quickly and sat on my chest till I “gave.” I still remember the little shit’s name… Larry Rickets. Perfect name for a bully. He’s probably doing life in some maximum security prison somewhere as we speak.

@SundayKittens -I like to blame that on my evil sister XD
She instigated ALOT ! We were just laughing about this yesterday.I feel sorry for my parents….now.My dad would have some epic meltdowns over some of the things we did.—Yelling doesn’t work,IMO—Her and I were far worse than our 2 brothers XD

I was definitely defiant. Super duper defiant. I was always the first to correct or challange the teachers, which got me into trouble. If a teacher was a jerk to me, I was a jerk to him/her. If it was 90 degrees outside and we were supposed to be running laps in gym class, I’d just run my ass inside for a drink and stay there ‘til I cooled off. This behavior started early, too. I got in trouble in kindergarten for barfing on my principle’s shoes. He didn’t believe me that I was going to be sick and wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom. So I said, “Fine, if you don’t believe me…” I stood up and walked right up to him, bent over his shoes, and let it all out. My parents were called that day. My real downfall was that if I didn’t see the point in an assignment, I just wouldn’t do it. Made for some crappy grades, even though I was relatively smart in most subjects. I hated, and still dislike, the school system. I both blame and thank my parents for this attitude.

The wooden bench in the sin bin had an imprint of my buttocks when i left (primary) school.
I guess they didn’t get through to me.
That happened around my 16th when i had a small talk with an officier van justitie (or something else high in law, don’t remember), who told me to quit being an a..hole or else….....i would get in real problems/derail/lose chances to work for public services/etc.
That worked.
<< Is an angel since then.

I was more or less well behaved at school, most of the time anyway. There were one or two teachers I had a sort of crush on.They got through to me unknowingly by me staring at their tits, well cleavage. Ahh, the wonders of youth.

I was lazy. Up until about Grade 7 or so I was an excellent; if easily distracted, student with above average marks. Then I just plummeted thanks to family issues and stopped trying. Pretty sure they mercy-passed me through Grade 7 and 8. When I hit high school we had just moved to a whole new town and municipality so it was a bit of a huge change for me, lost all my old friends; not that I had many, I was often the class clown or oddball. Anyways I was unfortunately hard to motivate through Grades 9 to 12, and spent an extra year doing co-op courses which ended up turning me around. It was hilarious, all those teachers who were so frustrated by my seeming lack of initiative just looked on dumbfounded as I finished my “second year of Grade 12;” since they removed Grade 13 and OAC thanks to the Mike Harris years and his cutbacks, with a 95% average and three academic awards.

I was a defiant nerd. Academically always at the top of my class but I resented authority, especially when I though it was abused. I would intentionally violate any school rule that I couldn’t see sense in. I also despised bullies, loved baiting them into attacking me then thrashing them. Needless to say I was invited to leave a good many schools. This came to a halt at 14, when a college decided that I met their entrance requirements. My defiance disappeared since colleges treat students as adults; I lived at home so there were no conflicts over dormitories, etc. Academically talented loners are not a rarity on college campuses, so I was no longer a freak. I have four college degrees and am completing a fifth, but have no high school diploma.

I was seen as “defiant” when, in actuality, I was bored stiff. Someone bothered to pay attention and realized that I was in a class that was below my capabilities. I was finishing the tasks assigned within minutes and needed to be challenged. No hug-outs or switches were necessary; I was put in a class that engaged me thoroughly and all was better.

Nope, I was always a good kid and every teacher I had liked me. No overstatement. The worst it got was toward the end of high school, I became more likely to leave school for lunch, which we weren’t supposed to do. That’s about it.

:)

In middle school I was a spoiled brat who rarely went to classes. I was going through a rough time and I took it out on everyone around me. I didn’t have a teacher who really helped me then. The summer before high school I changed. I was no longer the brat and I had decided I wanted to become a writer. I knew I needed to change my ways to make that happen. I did and it worked out beautifully.

Well, in 5th grade (Lower School) I was caught in two different acts of heinous ;-) misbehavior on Middle School turf. The Middle School people told me these would count as two of my three strikes before striking out and presumably having to find another school. As far as I know, they didn’t tell my parents. I then basically stayed out of serious trouble/direct disobedience and did fine. I was just borderline insubordinate to the PE teachers and once accidentally to the Latin teacher, and those were just considered funny by the Middle School head.

People took the time to answer and there are no “good answers”. Huh.

@jjmah Heehee. I guess I’m wanting some dramatic, movie-script kind of answer that will instantly help me.

I had an off the charts IQ and a strong motivation to fight injustice and arbitrary imposition of meaningless rigid structure. I needed a teacher that was willing to enrich my learning. I was fortunate to have many such educators and I am grateful to them for the impact they had on my life. As an educator later in my life, I tried to emulate them. My grade seven teacher is a friend of mine to this day.

I was generally co-operative in school and was typically at the top of each class. When I encountered teachers who abused their authority for their own entertainment or to accomplish some hidden agenda contrary to the school’s mandate, I became defiant and used the school’s rules and my parent’s influence to resolve the problem.

As a result one teacher was fired within 6 weeks and the other, an excellent but very inflexible (too set in her ways) teacher had a rough year with me and retired at the end of the school year.

@Dr_Lawrence Enrich your learning in what way? And what was the fired teacher’s malfunction?

I was rather defiant – when I actually showed up to class. Once with a sub my fellow students bet I would be kicked out within a half hour of the start of class, I was gone in five minutes. Another time a teacher sent me outside for misbehavior, I grabbed my newspaper, sat under a tree, and read for the rest of the period. What helped me? One teacher took interest in me. She took the time to talk and listen and mentor me.

I am not sure of the ages of the students you are referring to, but I had a brilliant pre-school teacher tell me once that the more poorly behaved the student, the more she felt she needed to give them; the more love, time, nurturing, etc.

Not defiant so much as merely independently-minded. There were some classes where I knew the material better than the teachers, and some teachers that were such pricks/cunts that I would tune them out completely.

Unlike @stranger_in_a_strange_land, I never broke rules intentionally; I merely lived by my own rules and occasionally my rules were different than the school’s.

I settled down considerably in the 9th grade since most of my fellow students got bored with picking on me and the teachers had advanced warning. (The 37 times I got in-school suspension for fighting in the 7th and 8th grades also played a role.) However, I did require a little accommodation and am glad that my HS teachers were open-minded and had a sense of humor; I’ve always been a bit of a smart-ass.

In computer class, I never did the assigned work, but I passed with a B+ since I demonstrated that I knew more than was being taught. Same thing with “Our World Today”, a current event Social Studies class.

Part of it also may be that I realized that there are more important things in life than making others happy or academic excellence; life isn’t worthwhile if you scramble around serving other’s whims. Once I realized that life was more enjoyable when I lived for me and my loved ones rather than for others who barely/don’t really care about/for me, all became better.

@SundayKittens They enriched my learning experience by giving me more interesting (challenging) assignments and opportunities to explore topics that interested me.
The fired teacher was teaching in a public (Protestant nominally) school with 697 students all but 18 of whom as it turns out were from Jewish families. The teacher, a Catholic required use to memorize and recite sections from the New Testament. This contravened school board policy even if all the students were from Christian families. Students were punished and academically penalized for failing to recite long passages from First Corinthians. Parents were outraged and my parents led the charge demanding that the Principal Teacher and the Board remedy the problem situation without delay.

@Dr_Lawrence Gotcha. And good grief, that is a pretty legitimate ground for termination.
In my area, she probably would’ve been promoted.
P.S. Did you get to go on that excursion you mentioned this summer?