Originally Posted by
Bettser
I had a feminist teacher in grade 12. I know its a bit ridiculous for me to just come out and say but listen to this....
This teacher was the dance class instructor/cheer leading coach, and randomly taught English. I had an average of roughly 85% in university classes, and my friend Jay had an average of about 90%, and my friend Emma had an average of 80. The class was tough, and our first book was "A Handmaid's Tale" (WEIRD..). We got our marks back and I was given a 55%, Jay a 60% and Emma a 80%. We let it go and continued working in the class, and then the next book we read was "A Doll's House". If you have ever read it or feel free to google it, feminist book to the bone. We both received low marks on this. I told my parents, and they contacted the school and they said our essays would be reviewed by another teacher. In the mean-time, we read King Lear by Shakespeare. I actually really enjoyed this book, and got a decent mark on the essay (70% which is still low.). The test came around and there was a final essay question asking us how King Lear victimized his DAUGHTERS. King Lear wasn't a good king, but he didnt JUST victimize them...... We still hadn't heard back on our essays from the other teacher, and the exam was coming up so we both really gave up as I had a 55% in the class, and he had a 58% roughly. The exam was typical, and the exam question was whether or not HILLARY CLINTON COULD WIN THE PRESIDENCY. Jay got up during class with his exam and went to the principles office. Our whole class had to stop writing, and our exam was moved to another day (we had no idea what was going on). A few days later, the principle gave us a new exam, and it was nothing like the first one. When I went to hand in my exam, he handed me my essays/midterm back and my average was 88%. I ended the class with a 84%. Apparently there was like overwhelming proof of his feminist ways, and yea. Wtf though.
I had another teacher who was extremely touchy with the female students. He would caress them, talk really close, and like invite them for after school help. I tried to ask for help one time, and he told me to sit down and look at the chapter. I had a friend of mine ask the same question the next day, and he pulled over a chair really close and helped her. Ridiculous.