Thomas: “For today kids, I’m bringing back naptime!” Girl in flannel: “Don’t we have a lot of work?” Thomas: “NO! Naptime.” Boy in sweatshirt: “But we have a test.” Thomas: “Shh! Naptime.” Girl in pink snuggie: “But–” Thomas: “NAPTIME!” Caption: “Being well-rested, they went on to pass every class. BooYah.”
After Missing One Day of School 📚 (W/ BK.; FX: Martyn Tallon)
SO ACCURATE
school: make time for your interests and hobbies!
school: oh btw we’re going to keep you here for about 6 1/2 hours. and after that, we’re going to give you hours of homework.
school: eat 3 meals a day!
school: you don’t have time for breakfast if you want to get here on time, though. and here’s lunch, it’s cardboard.
school: school is free!
school: oh, but you have to pay for any ap classes, textbooks, folders, supplies, and materials for projects 🙂
school: you earn the grades you get!
school: what do you mean this teacher gives you bad grades because they don’t like you? that’s ridiculous!
school: respect your teachers.
school: oh, but they don’t have to respect you. even if you don’t know the answer they can still call you out in front of the whole class. and don’t forget, if you correct them, we’ll lower your grade.
school: everyone is an individual!
school: here’s a standardized test to figure out how smart you all are.
school: balance your social life and academics.
school: but you also have to do homework and study for the rest of the day.
school: we accept all love!
school: stop kissing and hugging eachother. that’s gross.
school: bullying is bad!
school: but our teachers won’t help you if you don’t say anything.
school: it’s okay to be out sick.
school: but the teacher won’t explain it to you if you were. that’s /your/ fault that you were sick.
school: act like adults.
school: but we’re going to treat you like children.
i feel bad for teachers because i distinctly remember my mom bursting into tears once when she was grading papers and she was just mumbling “theyre so goddamn stupid” over and over
every time i read this i laugh a little harder
My teacher was grading our history tests in class once, and it was all quiet. Then suddenly she just threw down her pen and slammed her head into the desk. We all looked up, wide-eyed and confused. then she just sat up after a minute and whispers “Mexico is not in the Middle East.”
Our English teacher was so upset with our quality of work one morning that she picked up someones paper and threw it. She hadn’t crumpled it into a ball or anything, so it somehow caught the air, looped right around and hit her in the back of the head. Our eyes all bulged as we sat there trying our hardest not to burst out laughing.
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