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2 years ago
I Swear
*Please excuse the vulgarity contained in this entry*
I swear to God that if that grade doesn’t change, and I get grounded for it, I’m going to make sure to tell that bitch off and make sure the rest of the year is a living hell for her. In case if you don’t know, my programming class has a new teacher (more like babysitter because all she does is tell us to be quiet). She’s the epitome of laziness, carelessness, and overall, a sorry excuse of a teacher. All my life, I’ve never complained about a teacher the way I’ve complained about her. Everyday feels like a free period, with everyone playing games, talking, listening to music, etc. The sad part is, this is the class that matters the most. It provides us with hands-on job training to become a computer programmer.
This is what happens on an everyday basis: we walk in the classroom and prepare for class, she goes to the front of the classroom, starts a lecture, sits down after 20 minutes and gives up on the students (forcing us to have to rely on each other if we want to learn something). Now I don’t mean to sound ignorant, but when the fuck does the teacher give up on her students, especially the students who want to learn something? At times, I feel like my brain is just corroding away because of her carelessness and the time that is being consumed, without anything being taught. She says she goes home and studies every night to come to class and teach us what she’s learned. Obviously she doesn’t know jack shit about what we are doing. I’ll give you an example; I ask her how do I do a certain task and this is what she says, “I don’t know because we haven’t gotten to that part of the lecture, just go ask someone ‘cause I don’t know”. We (the students) have complained to our academy leader, even the principal, but nothing has been done yet. Our academy leader is trying his best to work with what’s given to him (and i appreciate that), but the principal refuses to answer any email or phone call that has to do with our teacher.
Right now, I’m feeling like a time bomb, as time passes, my anger toward what’s not being done just builds to the point where one day I’m just going to explode with anger. The day I do explode (knowing her, it’ll happen soon), I’m going to tell her exactly how I feel. I’m not going to use profanity or be vulgar, but I’m going to be straight-to-the-point. With my other teachers, you can tell they care about the students because not only do they teach something, but they help the students make sure they understand all the criteria that is being taught that day. In this case, I feel that the only reason why she’s here is to get a paycheck every 2 weeks, even if that means letting the students suffer by being lazy and careless. Although not all students are truly suffering. I feel the ones who are suffering are those who stayed for the meeting that day. Those people truly know how I feel. The others, they don’t care what happens and it’s a shame because they are too blind to see that their future is in jeopardy. Let’s see what happens in the future, hopefully God can answer my prayers and something will be done about this.
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