SmokeyTheBear

When i was in 7th grade we had a french teacher who was very young. She was about 23-24 and she only had one leg. She felt strange with metal so she had a wooden leg. We nicknamed her peg-leg , and she didnt mind if we called her that. Quite the odd-bird peg-leg was, she once caught us reading a porn mag and displayed it to the whole class. THIS IS PORNOGRAPHY she said, explaining that because you couldnt see the girls face it was pornography , but said the next picture that showed the girl smiling ( while getting stuffed ) was completely fine. * a beautifull young girl * she said.

Anyways peg-leg was a really bad and fresh teacher , who couldnt handle a class very well. When i wasnt causing the disturbances myself i was feeling awfully sorry for the poor lady. She had a very bad temper and would quite literally freak out and curse and yell at us. At least once every week she would call the principle into class to "oversee us" until it came quite apparent the principle wasnt interested in babysitting her class for her. So then she started "pretending" she was going to the principles office , but really she would sit outside the class for a few minutes just to scare us.

So one day poor peg-leg was throwing a fit and she went into her usual routine " im gonna go get the principle and you will all be in detention " , so she went outside the class and around the corner . Well one of the girls thought it would be funny to shut the door on her and lock it from the inside. The teacher had made a mistake, she had left her purse in the classroom with her keys in them. Now i highly suspect the principle told her not to keep bugging him and to handle the class herself from now on .

So poor peg leg waits a few minutes and comes back to the door only to find it locked. So she knocks a few times and the class continues to yell and pretend we dont hear her. Then she starts kind of yelling at us individually from outside the door, but we all made so much noise you could barely hear her. The next thing you know it sound like someone is using a battering ram on the door and the teacher is screaming at the top of her lungs " LET ME IN ". We can only suspect she is running against the door or something , and by now even the nicest of kids in the class is to afraid to open the door for the simple fact they dont want to be the one opening it. So after a few minutes the commotion calms down outside and we can hear voices and crying and such , then after a few more minutes the door is opened by the principle and he asks us to go to our next class , and as we shuffle out the door poor peg leg is curled up in the corner sort of whimpering. We must have given the poor lady a nervoud breakdown.

Anyways she never came back. I was just thinking about that story for some reason and thought i would share it with you.

I have another funny story about the same teacher i might share a bit later.

If anyone else has any funny teacher stories let them fly..

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