There are two types of teachers in this world and each one of them has their own effect on the student. There are nice teachers, the ones who are caring, and generally try to do their best to create the best possible learning environment, and then well… and then there are those guys. I’m talking about the teachers who can really only be described by one term: asshole. I had one of these teachers once, his name was Mr. M and he was my seventh grade math teacher. While nice teachers attempt to correct you by leading you to the assumption that you are wrong through careful chosen words as to not hurt your feelings, Mr. M was the kind of guy who really didn’t care about your feelings. He would point out the simple fact that you’re wrong then show you were you messed up at while insulting your intelligence in disguised ways that his students at the age of 13 were completely oblivious to. I had the great fortune while I was a camp counselor my senior year of high school, of experiencing his humor from the other side.
Student: Mr. M Mr. M! Look at this rock I just found!
Mr. M: That’s great Jimmy! Why don’t you go over there and look for more! (Jimmy runs off) Jimmy I don’t think there are any good rocks over there, why don’t you go out a little further…. Further… There that’s good. (he turns to me) A little bit of advice Haack if you ever become a middle school teacher, any chance you get to distract your students, take it! They are very simple minded.
His was of discipline were quite comical as well. Everything from hurling erasers at your head if you were talking in class to dropping chairs on your head if you were supposed to be quietly reading a text. Now I know y’all are probably thinking who is this asshole and why is he teaching, but I can assure you as one of his past students it’s really not as bad as it sounds. While there are many downsides to teaching like this Mr. M had perfected his art. He knew his student’s lines very well and knew never to cross them. He gave us all nicknames (mine was goober, don’t ask why) and had a demeanor about him that made that gave his classroom a really friendly environment. Everyone who has ever taken his class can testify of how awesome a teacher he was, in fact seniors in high school who had him 6 years ago would even come back to visit and tell him how great his class was. While Mr. M was kind of a dick it played in his favor as a math teacher. There was never a question of where you messed up or how to fix it which is something that most math teachers are not clear about. It played out in his favor, I got my first A in math from his class, and in all honesty I couldn’t have asked for a better math teacher. Anyways, here is a completely unrelated article on children and television that I found interesting. Enjoy!