yeah in grade six i was playing soccer and the girls decided they wanted to play so they started to play then all of a sudden they start saying i was playing too agressively because i was treating them like i do the boys so they started yelling at me to get off the field and then all boys took it upon themselves to be whiteknights and got in on it and because i would not let them bully me off the field. the girls go and get the teacher, i get told to go to the teachers classroom where i was told that my behaviour was unacceptable and when i tried to tell my side of the story i was called a liar and given a lecture on what a looser i was and that i would not make anything of myself in life. this teacher was my grade 5 teacher and he hated my guts from the day i joined his class and girls that reported me to him used to buy him gifts,flirt with him and kiss his ass and this bloke was old enough to their grandad it was disgusting watching a 58 year old man drooling over 12 year old girls. this memory has haunted me for a long time because of what that teacher said to me it affected me for years and i think it played a role in the way my life turned out as i never trusted a teacher after that and i did not listen to them because i felt they all thought the same so i did not even try to learn.