"Whats Your Worst School Story?"
Hi everyone,
I know its not healthy to dwell on the past. But somethings are what they are. I was just wondering if anyone was willing to share their worst school experience? heres mine:
I was in 4th grade and went to a Catholic school. Our teacher was sr. barbra (also known as Atilla The Hun). there were 3 obese kids in her class (me being one of them). Everyday she would make us stand up and tell the class what we ate the day before. And then she would have us do 10 minutes of calisthentics(sp) in FRONT OF THE CLASS!!!!! Talk about your humiliating experiences!! I know now that she was
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Anyone else care to dish?
Thank you all for being here! Your support means the world to me!!
Bridget
Bridget,
My memory isn't really all that bad, because I deserved it, because I was being a smart alec 14 year old. My gym teacher at the time was very cute, all the girls had a crush on him. He started dating my very thin biology teacher. Another girl and I were passing notes discussing this in her class. I said, "I can't believe he'd want her, she is so flat chested." Well, the teacher retrieved the note, read it out loud to the class and said, "Well, Miss Rosendahl, it is better to have less than excess!"
See, I deserved that.
Lori
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hi bridget:
i agree, that's awful. i think you should burn that nun in effigy. i, too, went to a catholic school. we also had some seriously maladjusted ladies teaching us - but i also saw the good side. we've got several religious people in my aunts and uncles.
i must be blocking childhood memories as well. i don't remember most of my growing up. it wasn't pleasant or easy, didn't have a weight issue until i hit 12 or so. my mother decided that i couldn't be a tomboy anymore and i was relegated to the kitchen instead of the ballfields.
take it easy, girl. hope your week goes well
dorthe
omg! Bridget.... where should I start?!?
In elementary school where I had a gym teacher who called us fat kids 'hamburgers' and the skinny kids 'hotdogs'... same teacher ridiculed me in front of my whole class when I missed kicking a ball during a game of kickball.... after all I had an EXTRA class a week because I was heavy!
.... or in middle school when we did alot of relay races... the other kids 'let me win' one day against the fastest runner in the school. I thought they were cheering me on.... HA! Their behavior towards me was soooo bad that when we had Competition Day, the gym teacher let me sit out.
.....or in high school when going to meet some guys at a bus stop with some girlfriends of mine. I was getting 'fixed up' with one of their guys. They (the boys) knew I would be meeting them at the bus stop with my friends. When they got off the bus, they started cracking up laughing asking, "hey, where's Ruth!?" hardee harhar
.....High school again.... walking up the street in my neighborhood the boys would yell, "the street is cracking! the street is cracking!"
....or summers at the Jersey Shore during my teen years, where I was called a "whale" regularly and two of the local boys yelled out one day, "she's so fat, when she goes swimming she looks like an island!" What hurt more than that was my girlfriend that was with me cracked up laughing too. Her response to me when I confronted her was, "oh come one! That was really funny!"
Adulthood hasn't been much better. Why do people feel they have a right to say such mean spirited things to a perfect stranger?!?!
How much time ya got Bridget!?
And people wonder why I have issues and am bitter sometimes....
Huggs,
Ruth
I hate Bill Cosby today because of Fat Albert.
I was called Fat Alberta more times than once.
Bertha Butt. Mama Cass.
People would bounce themselves off the lockers when I came thru the halls and yell 'out of the way', or 'earthquake'.
Remember those awful small desks? Very painful and if there was gum under them, it would stick to my clothes.
Clothes... larger sizes were only horrible older fashions.
I remember to help others, altho it may be easier for todays youth of size.
~Tina~
-200
I'm sorry for what you all had to go through in High School. Kids, and teachers, can be so mean. I find it interesting that when I was in H.S. I was a size 10 or 12 the entire time, and still I got the "fat" comments. I got the "earthquake" when I walked down the hall. I got called fat, mooed at, laughed at, etc. What I think is ironic is that now I'd give a lot to be a size 12, even go through surgery
. I look back on my pictures and wonder what the hell I was so upset about. I looked great. I'm not sure I have a point here, but I thought I'd share.


