7/16/2001 09:29:03 PM
when i was in grade three i went to a catholic school, where the teacher was bitter and menacing. kids got their hands smacked with a meter stick when they were bad, and being bad was a pretty easy thing to do since there were all kinds of crazy strict rules. we were also graded by rank in class, and some kids were always last. there was a big dum boy named clifford, who had been held back the previous year, and made fart noises and goofed off alot in class. he got his hands smacked everyday, and sometimes he even got slapped in the head. i never did so well in a class before, or after that, but i still remember that angry face, and the ugly floral dresses she used to wear. why bitches get into teaching i'll never know.

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