My fourth grade teacher, she was the personification of a bitch on wheels. We had to learn cursive in second grade, and I sucked at it, and due to her failing eye sight she had issues grading my papers. I asked if I could just switch back to print(which was more legible and easy to write) but shes wouldn't hear of it. While this may seem like more my fault that hers due to her handicap, what puts her over the edge was when she would take my assignments and show them off the the class as an example of how not to write your cursive as a way to shame me publicly, having my mother come in every time she picked me up just to let her know how badly I had been doing on my assignments due to legibility and overall just being an absolute 2868. She killed any pride I had in my schoolwork and she made sure to go next English teacher(5th grade we began moving around like middle and high school students do) just to warn her about my handwriting and managed to poison my fifth grade year with that crap as well. What a punch in the face it was when in 6th grade we were told cursive was no longer required, and they wanted typed pages. I actually started using cursive in college again because it was easier to take notes with and still use it to this day. I maintain I owe that bitch nothing though.
My fourth grade teacher, she was the personification of a bitch on wheels. We had to learn cursive in second grade, and I sucked at it, and due to her failing eye sight she had issues grading my papers. I asked if I could just switch back to print(which was more legible and easy to write) but shes wouldn't hear of it. While this may seem like more my fault that hers due to her handicap, what puts her over the edge was when she would take my assignments and show them off the the class as an example of how not to write your cursive as a way to shame me publicly, having my mother come in every time she picked me up just to let her know how badly I had been doing on my assignments due to legibility and overall just being an absolute 2868. She killed any pride I had in my schoolwork and she made sure to go next English teacher(5th grade we began moving around like middle and high school students do) just to warn her about my handwriting and managed to poison my fifth grade year with that crap as well. What a punch in the face it was when in 6th grade we were told cursive was no longer required, and they wanted typed pages. I actually started using cursive in college again because it was easier to take notes with and still use it to this day. I maintain I owe that bitch nothing though.
Singling out pupils is such a shitty thing to do. Shame and fear are no healthy motivations for anyone.