diskusbooks Chapter 536 Classic Insulting Quotes from Subject Teachers
Chapter 536 Classic Insulting Quotes from Subject Teachers
Our math teacher often jokes that we could start a company someday called "Computational Ability Co., Ltd."
When I was a child, my chemistry teacher said that we smelled blue vapor from our mouths every day; I only understood what that meant when I grew up.
Using professional knowledge to insult someone can be overwhelming for a while; even ammonia turns blue when ignited, just like a fart.
[My body is in the classroom, my soul is wandering outside, and my head is still wandering back to the house.]
When I was in high school, my math teacher said, "Look out the window, Shuanghui trucks are coming! If you don't get out of the way, they'll be towed away." Twenty years have passed, but I still remember that scene vividly.
[My daughter's teacher said that she can't get angry in class, otherwise she'll burn these good-for-nothings.]
I'll always remember my old math teacher scolding us: "Others are like balls, you're like triangles, stable, you'll stay in one place after being kicked, you won't roll."
[Kick it, punch it. In our local dialect, that's how we describe someone who's stubborn.]
Our teacher said: "Instead of placing our hopes on you, we should place them in the fields [observing secretly]."
My high school math teacher said our brains were filled with isomers of tofu dregs.
"My son's homeroom teacher was much more direct in scolding him, saying he was 'showing off his face.' My son even came home and asked me what 'showing off one's face' meant. [laughing and crying emojis]"
"I wouldn't dare to be so subtle with my insults; my students really don't understand [smile]. When I call them pigs, they all think I'm praising them as cute little Peppa Pigs."
"My elementary school Chinese teacher called the meddlesome, tattletale classmate in our class 'Chief of the Meddling Bureau' [laughing and crying emoji] I still remember it to this day, hahahahahaha."
"I have a class of students who are considered 'bad' in class. As soon as the bell rings and I walk into the classroom, someone says, 'Teacher, I need to go to the toilet.' It happens almost every class. I asked the other teachers in his class, and they said the same thing [facepalm]. Once I couldn't help but say, 'You guys remind me of Pavlov.' [doge]"
"Physics: It's like a laser."
Follow-up comment: "They didn't scold the students, which is good enough."
"After the preparatory bell rang today, two teachers were standing in the room. A student didn't sit properly on his chair and fell to the ground. A student shouted, 'The Emperor has passed away!' Both teachers (including me) were glaring at him, but he didn't react at all and continued to shout, 'The Emperor has passed away.' After shouting it for the fifth time, he finally realized that the teachers were glaring at him and shut his mouth. I said, 'The Emperor has passed away. You can't just shout it. You should at least kowtow.'"
"I suddenly remembered a friend complaining to me about their junior high homeroom teacher (biology teacher). In the first year of junior high, he called them paramecia and made them class monitors. In the second year, he called them paramecia. In the third year, he called them paramecia and made them class monitors for the paramecia. [laughing and crying emoji] Hahahaha, it made me laugh all day."
When we were in college, our teachers called us "triple-A students": good at eating, good at sleeping, and good at playing. [laughing and crying emoji]
"Our English teacher always says that we are not allowed to make up words until the Oxford Dictionary is updated!"
Teachers: Since ancient times, students have been difficult to teach. Those who can understand immediately are born geniuses. But how many geniuses can we teachers encounter in our lifetime?
They are extremely rare; most of the rest are those who make up for their lack of talent through hard work or those who are ignorant and incompetent.
Oh, and then there are those stubborn students who can't solve problems no matter how hard they try, they just rely on rote memorization. Sometimes I really have a love-hate relationship with them.
I really don't understand. Even if I wanted to scold them, I couldn't bring myself to do it when I saw them working hard late into the night to make up for their lack of talent. After all, they weren't bad students.
Mingming has a good attitude whether listening to lectures or completing assignments, and can recite the knowledge in the book when tested. So why does he answer questions so badly when he thinks about them?
No matter how nervous you are on the spot, you can't make the same mistake every time!
However, compared to them, those who are ignorant and incompetent are even more despicable.
According to the words on the screen, he was a complete devil.
In class, he completely ignores everything. When you call on him to answer a question, he either can't answer it and is playing with something in his hand, or he talks nonsense, saying things that don't make any sense. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was sleepwalking and treating the school like his own home!
To this kind of student, all I want to say is: You don't want to learn, but there are plenty of other people who do!
If you want to play to your heart's content, go home and play. Don't treat the school like your home.
The parents under the canopy were quite pleased with themselves: "My son is doing very well in school."
Every time I inquire about my son's recent situation from my teacher, he praises him, saying that my son has opened seven of his eight orifices. Look, he has opened seven of his eight orifices! What a talent he is! He is just as clever as his father was back then.
The guests listening nearby began to look at him strangely: "Seven out of eight orifices have opened? Are you sure that's a compliment?"
Isn't this ironic, implying that your son is completely ignorant?
Just like you. I didn't realize it at first, but now I do... well... in terms of our minds, we're exactly the same.
Some people couldn't understand the cryptic messages on the screen. What were they even saying? It wasn't as straightforward as what my dad said.
Every time we eat, I hear my dad grumbling beside me: "I have a son who's like the reincarnation of the God of Food. He's useless at everything, but he eats everything without leaving a trace, bowl after bowl, and he's as strong as an ox."