First, I would like to mention that I took the time to A) Read both of your posts, and B) Be amazed at BirdPerson's rant. I would like to say that your guys' posts combine to form MY rant.
My gym teacher is a moron. We were waiting at the gym when a bunch of people my class say, "we have to meet in the health room." I'm surprised and disappointed, because I really wanted to have gym for two periods like normal (used to be one). So, I head off to the classroom for the reason I immediately learn is to take attendance. What!?!?! Our old gym teacher (who I greatly miss) would always take attendance in the gym. Instead, our gym teacher (who periodically forgets what assignments he gave us and tells us to turn in what we DIDN'T DO) sits us down and takes attendance. He then says that we must grade tests. A bunch of people, including myself, blurt out that we already did this, as we took tests on Monday and graded them the same day. He says we didn't, even after he looked at the numbers signifying the number wrong on each student's test. Well, we do that, and people start talking. While we are wondering when we're going to have gym (as he usually makes us work-out for 10 min, which wastes time) our teacher is sitting down appearing to do nothing. All of a sudden he tells us to be quiet. Now, understand that most teachers give more than one chance for their students to be quiet, mainly because they probably don't want to take something away from them. Instead, when two girls start to talk loudly, he gets up and raises his voice, saying, "OK, grab your textbooks and sit back down. You don't have gym." The whole class erupts, including me, in a rage over not getting gym, which, last year, we didn't get too often. So, he says to be quiet, and everyone gets up very angrily to grab their textbooks. He pauses again, wondering what to do, and then tells us to open the book. Now, I'm very ticked off at this point, as usually teachers will say, "do you think you can behave now?" Instead, we talk quietly, and he says again, "no gym for the next week, also." I am in a complete outrage. At this point, I feel like going stealth and hitting him in the head with a paper ball. I almost decide to, especially when he says that we don't have gym for the next two weeks. I keep leaning over to my friend beside me to tell him how much of a jerk, idiot, and moron he is. This is also the point where everyone in the class wishes to have our old teacher back (who was an awesome teacher that listened to Phish and farted proudly, declaring it to the whole class just before take-off). So, we sit there and do work for 44 minutes of time, when we should be in the gym playing football and dodgeball. When the break between periods comes, everyone goes outside and explodes in conversation over how stupid he is (I then learn that it is required by law that every public school has gym; unfortunately, that doesn't apply to our school). We go back inside and continue where we left off. Now that I think back, I remember asking him why he did not give us a second chance. He replied, "How many chances do you need?" He only gave us ONE FREAKING CHANCE. I am very frustrated, and it will remain this way until lunch is over. After having a wonderful lunch involving a Hot Pocket Sub (Pepperoni Pizza) and peanut butter fudge, he allows us to have gym. However, our honors class is blocked between two periods and lunch, so we have a 66-minute long first period and a 22-minute long second period (no, we do not have lunch after first period). So, we get to play football for twnety-two minutes. At this point, I am now grateful to have any gym at all. Well, our gym got ruined, too. A girl took our football and hit a light, causing it to fall and shatter. So, with less boundaries and a cramped space, football isn't too much fun anymore.
So, in conclusion, I am very ticked off at both my science teacher and now my gym teacher. My science teacher is boring, dry, and gives a lot of homework and too many projects in just one week. She also reminds me of the voice of the ticket lady at Funworld in the movie "Bebe's Kids" (a great movie). You already know the deal with my gym teacher, so thanks for reading if you did (I also apologize in advance for any typos in this rant).
