Unfiltered Story #46592

Texas | Unfiltered

(I am in Spanish 1 at the time and we have just started a new unit on food)

Teacher: Ok, what are some of your favorite restaurants

(Que people saying various restaurants)

(One student who always begs for attention and usually says stupid things): *shouting* I LIKE GUYS

(At this point he turns beer red and our teacher puts her head in her hands. Best. Class. Ever)

Unfiltered Story #46594

USA | Unfiltered

In history class, a week before this story, we did a practice AP exam. It included multiple choice, short answers, and two essays. Our teacher graded the multiple choice, but asked that we (the students) peer-graded the essays in class, so that A) it wouldn’t take long for the scores to go in and B) we could learn from our classmates. The assessment scores are only weighed as activities, and the lowest one can get is a B+. However, due to the highly competitive nature of my school, everyone wants at least an A-.

I pick up two papers. One is a reasonable length, about 3-4 pages front and back. The other, however, is a singular page, and I see that only part of it has been completed. I grade the former and then move on to the latter.

Looking closer, I realized that the reason there was only one page is because there are only two paragraphs. I wonder whether they didn’t finish before time was called or whether they just gave up midway. Then, I begin reading.

The intro paragraph seems to be a decent shot at the given prompt, but doesn’t quite hit the mark. We have a rubric with guidelines, and one of the components one should have is a good thesis. I look at his thesis and it doesn’t make sense, so I don’t count it.

The second paragraph is something like this:

Hey, I really did not study for this and I don’t remember anything at all about religious diffusion. I really really want a 90, so if you could just give me one, you would be the plug and I’d love you forever. Just a couple of facts to cement our friendship, if you’re gonna do this. My name is [Firstname] [Lastname] and I’m in [insertclassperiod]. I’m a huge [Regionalsportsteam] fan, and I love [sport]. My favorite color is [color], and I love [hobby]ing. If you give me a 90, I’d love to do it with you. Thank you so much.

Your friend,
[Firstname]

I laughed really hard when I found this, especially when I remembered that this was the kid who constantly badgered my friend for the answers to all the homework (in the same history class, and even more classes they had together), while simultaneously bragging about how much better his grades were to her. He was known by many as an international mooch, so I was not very receptive to his plea. In fact, I showed it to my friends and we had a good laugh at his expense. We laughed so hard that the bell rang and my teacher collected the partially-graded works to look over later. I casually dropped a hint towards him and said, “You’ll like that one,” when I handed it over.

Later on, I realized that since the minimum score was a B+ and it was a 0 on the rubric, an A- would’ve been a 1. If he had just made a good enough thesis statement, I would have definitely given him the A- he desired!

Unfiltered Story #46622

TN, USA | Unfiltered

(Early Spring Semester, I was sitting in my Anthropology Class. The professor was discussing Human Origins)

Prof: And under this belief the scholars had determined that the Earth was created 9 AM, October 23rd, 4004 BCE

ME: So then we just missed the Earth’s birthday didn’t we?

Prof: What?

Me: That was yesterday wasn’t it?

Some voice from the back of the room: It’s January.

(A few bits of laughter, it being 1/24)

Me: I’m just an idiot, sorry.

Unfiltered Story #46621

TN, USA | Unfiltered

(Early Spring Semester, I was sitting in my Anthropology Class. The professor was discussing Human Origins)

Prof: And under this belief the scholars had determined that the Earth was created 9 AM, October 23rd, 4004 BCE

ME: So then we just missed the Earth’s birthday didn’t we?

Prof: What?

Me: That was yesterday wasn’t it?

Some voice from the back of the room: It’s January.

(A few bits of laughter, it being 1/24)

Me: I’m just an idiot, sorry.

Unfiltered Story #46623

USA | Unfiltered

(This is the second semester of Algebra II. My teacher is a middle aged man. He is giving us a pep talk before our first quiz:

Teacher: I’m not going to spoon-feed you for the rest of the year. You’re going from train diapers to big-boy pants.

(A few of us giggle.)

Teacher: you’re going from Pampers to Hanes.