I need to rant so here goes...The past year in school I was in all level 0 and level 1 classes. Aside from one of the classes which I hated the teacher I got A's and B's. Now my dad has this tendency to exaggerate the negatives in life, especially my school performance. So I get this letter in the mail today saying that I didn't get into the level 1 English class (which was the class I hated the teacher in and didn't try) and instead I'm going to be in level 2. Also I got moved from chemistry level 0 to chemistry level 1. Not a huge deal, because the job I'm going for doesn't need a chemistry extraordinaire. Well my dad flips out and says "are you happy being in level 3 classes and being on the verge of flunking?!?" I'm like "dad I'm still in level 0's and 1's aside from English which I'll probably get moved up to level 1 or 0 in the first week." He's like "Just remember one thing! You're never coming back to live at this house again after you go to college!" I'm like "frankly, I don't give a shit dad. I don't wanna live you after I'm 18 anyway. Stop exaggerating my grades." and I stormed off to my room. This drives me insane. It's like the guy thinks if you get one C on your report card in a level 0 class that you're going to flunk out of school. It's actually hilarious that he thinks that.
My dad and school
I know every kid says this about school, but that teacher ended up failing me on purpose. However I got it changed.
She didn't really like me to begin with because I handed in a paper late once.
So it went Term 1 = B- Term 2= C+ Term 3=F changed to D (which still wasn't right) Term 4= F (And obviously that one isnt right because a week before report cards we got progress reports and she said I had a borderline B-/C+.)
So why would she put "F" there if that wasn't my grade?
And not just once, twice!
I agree that your dad overreacting to a single grade may be a bit over the top, but... Quote:I'm like "frankly, I don't give a shit dad. I don't wanna live you after I'm 18 anyway. Stop exaggerating my grades." and I stormed off to my room. ...unless you are sure as hell you're going to get a full scholarship to whichever college of your choice, don't try to burn down your bridge. There's a good chance that you're going to need your dad's help financially, or at least his financial information. And saying remarks like that isn't going to help you. Even after what he said, there's always that chance when you may need to swallow your pride and ask for his help.So, you just gotta learn to control your temper and not let your mouth run off. I'm not saying your dad is always right in yelling at you, but you need to learn to be the bigger man. It may just help benefit you.And as for your teacher, you made a poor choice. Even if you feel like the teacher doesn't like you, for whatever reason, you don't ever let them get the better of you. Prove to them that you're a smart and responsible student and work twice as hard on your work. That way, you don't give them a reason to fail you and you leave with your pride and self-respect.
In my freshman and sophomore year NONE of my teachers liked me. Not even the principal except for my art teacher and my soccer coach :smirk: .
Can I tell you something. Never let anything or anyone get in the way of you making your grades. Even if the teacher is cursing you out you still do your best. And when they start grading you unfairly you report. Teaching is their career in that school. What you do in school can/will determine your own career or at least start it out.
I used to hate going to school (except for art and soccer =P). My history teacher hated me because I didn't except her views on socialism and government. I didn't argue but I told her that her forcing us to believe that a constitutional monarchy/republic is worse than a oligarchy, anarchy, and some other crap was OD. My math teacher disliked me just because of my sister's past rep. My science teacher had it out for me because of her views on naturalism and humanism. She had issues though. I wouldn't have minded so much about it if she didn't add that blacks were less evolved than whites and bring in her "monkey theory". I could have handled that situation much better.... ehh..... And from then on she made me public enemy numero uno. My English teacher disliked me because I didn't take her views on transcendentalism "seriously". She gave me so many extra papers to do. But she forgets I love English Literature more than American literature so who was she really hurting? Then she made me switch to Russian. I loved it even more. Music teacher called me a terrorist for liking Irish Gaelic music more than American Classics lol. It's not like I didn't like it I just like Irish Gaelic more. Didn't know that made me a terrorist :scream_cat:. And my principal is an ex con for child abuse... nuff said.
But I LOVED my art teacher. He was amazing. His first job in America coming from Canada. His art was phenomenal. He had a way of making something that seemed hopeless into something so beautiful and incredible you would never believe what it was before. He was also a best friend to me and helped me with a lot of problems. And I loved/love his accent and his stories of when he lived in Alberta. I'm going to miss him when I graduate :frowning: .
The father thing. I wouldn't know much about that. But my stepdad did give me lectures about school and told me that being a B student was unacceptable. Even though I was in elementary and Junior high. He gave me the whole lecture about "people aren't going to see your mind they're going to see your appearance and they will stereotype you and think you're nothing. you MUST be an A student" and he allowed me to get a 97 as my lowest score. When my mom "kicked him out" he laid off me a little but I still kept up the grades. At least he cared more about my grades than my biological father did/does.
Seriously, don't let anyone keep you from getting your grades. That diploma is something to look forward to. Being in my senior I'm anxious for it. So I can fly to Brazil and wave it my uncle's face boasting how smarter than he is I am and saying "who's the retard now, niycho! lol jk I would never do that.................
But really, keep up your work and remember it's about your future. Not your dad's and not your teachers. Just you.
And just for the record, my teachers like me much better since then. I apologized to both my History and Science teacher and found a way to "compromise". My English teacher and I study German and Japanese literature together. I proved to my math teacher I'm not as bad as my sister. My music teacher found that we both love Baroque composers.
A.W., do you have a mega-crush on JapanFan? Are you still in high school?
lmao..do i feel a dejavu coming?
Now I'm positive HCl was a previous member here.
yeah me too. he kind of gave himself away. and thanks ARMONDO, I'm glad I'm getting along better with my teachers too.
LOL, just saying. This site maintains a lot of history.Apparently I'm not supposed to comment on this subject, so I won't.
there's nothing wrong with you commenting on it. But last time something like this was brought up it caused OD drama if you know what I mean.
what you do is sit there,be quiet,and do your work. that worked for me
K so I just finished reading this thing and I have a friend who has the exact same kind of dad as you, except my friend has siblings that the father worships. But, me and my friend are both in I.B. and every year of our lives (known this kid since first grade)we have always gotten A's and B's but when we went to middle school in 8th he started slipping up and got like 3 C's that year and I think 2 D's. His dad flipped out and almost put his head through a wall and went on a rant about how he'll never make anything of himself but this kid has some amazing shit in his future, and I guess what I'm getting at is a question. Does it ever get any better and if it does how long did that last for you?
Also I saw that you live in Boston, lot of great colleges there! :grin: Hope all goes well!