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My 10th grade English teacher sounded a lot like this. Once, I was extremely nauseated and I had asked if I could go to the nurse and she told me no that I was faking it. My friend that sat behind me noticed I was pale and clammy and said something too. We weren't her favorites of course so she didn't listen to her either. I eventually had to run out of the class room to the bathroom so I wouldn't puke everywhere. Same teacher was reviewing a test that the entire class had failed and she was mad that we had to waste time to review it. She puts the answer key on the projector, gives everyone back their test slip and the test questions. I am the first to really notice that the majority of my answers are correct but have been marked wrong by the machine that reads the test slips. I speak up and she doesn't believe me and tells me I should have studied. I go back to my desk and ask others around me if they have the same issue and of course they did. So I say something again and she is getting irritated, so I get other students to say something as well. She finally takes up everyone's test slips and within a couple of days our grade is corrected. Turns out, she put in the wrong answer key into the machine and had to regrade all of our tests by hand. This is also the same teacher that denied sleeping at her boyfriend's house who was also another teacher because they both were coincidentally late to school that day. not long after that they were engaged. My third grade teacher tried to write me up for sneezing and made fun of me because my parents couldn't afford to buy me a new pair of glasses and I couldn't see the board and they broke and had to be tapped back together. The principal heard about the situation and even though nothing was ever done to my teacher, my revenge was coming in with new glasses and she made a remark that my parents finally could pay for them and I said no the principal heard about you making fun of me and the school paid for them as an apology on your behalf. She left me alone for the rest of the year.

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