Oh Fun! Another Ranting Book!

. Fluffing School

Soooooooooooo, you know that one teacher that you just can't get along with. Even if you hate them silently, one time or another, that stupid teacher will exist in your life.

Here's a story about the teacher I hate!!!

It's third period and I walk into my Social Studies classroom. I sit down at a random seat and get out my classroom notebook. I start working, everything's fine.

Then, the bell rings. After a few minutes a students raises his hand. He asked why we don't have any lectures in the classroom. The teacher (Imma call her Ms. Sodium) says it's because she doesn't want to do that much work and give us the answers.

There are plenty of great teachers who give lectures! After that she said she stated 6th grade History teachers who gave lectures were just giving the students the answers. But those teachers were all time favorites at my school.

Then my friend raised her hand.

I was worried. Ms. Salty over here already lashed at one student. But I didn't say anything. I was pretty scared.

My friend (Imma call her... Flamingo) informed the teacher that she was failing this class because she feels like it isn't engaging enough. That, she feels like she can't learn in the specific environment.

Ms. Sodium said that Flamingo shouldn't blame her because she was failing.

My friend wasn't blaming her! She just asked her a bit of change. My friend tried to start explaining herself and began crying from the stress.

I notice people laughing at her. I bite my lip to keep from screaming at them. My friend sits down sobbing.

She looks at me terrified and whispers, "I can't breathe. I'm having a panic attack." In a very mangled voice.

I shakily raise my hand but then notice Flamingo's friend already got a pass and told me, "I'm getting the nurse."

I just nod and freeze up when the teacher says my name.

"Nummy, why did you raise your hand?"

"Umm nothing, { insert friend's friend's name} already covered it."

"What did he cover?"

"F-Flamingo can't breathe. She's having a panic attack. {insert friend's friend's name} is getting the nurse."

The freaking teacher rolls her eyes and stands up. I'm shaking my friend can't breathe. And this adult is acting like this is a big joke!

Soon the nurses come in and put Flamingo in a wheel chair. She's shaking so much, she can't breathe.

I ask to come with her to the nurses' office and come with her.

I have to hold my friend's hand to keep her from shaking. I'm close to a panic attack myself because of how worried I am. A teacher put my friend into this state!

Soon afterwards I'm asked to return to class. Hesitantly I do. Then I visited her in fourth period.

I hope she's okay. Bye. Maybe I'll update this horrible segment of my life tomorrow. I dunno.