Hypocrisy The moment I became a "Weirdo" - why I was bullied (not my looks)

[TheJester]

Heres a story from the time I was in 5th Grade: Our Biology teacher was playing a game "Start with a big Animal and then go lower and asked another student to name a even smaller animal "Everyone in my class knew already I had an extremly weird hobby that is completely unusual to the normal 10 yo dudes, everyone was like "I collect stones"; "I play soccer"; "I like drawing" and my hobby was "Entomology" (The study of insects) everyone was weirded out by me because idk they had Arachnophobia or something? Other people simply found little crawling creatures weird.

Anyway the Biology Teacher started:

Teacher: "Blue Whale (she started of with the biggest mammal) - Nick you are next!"
Nick: "Elephant! - Paul you."
Paul: "Lion - Lisa you!"
Lisa: "Hmmmm mouse!"
Teacher: "Ohoho from Lion to mouse? Thats a pretty big jump Lisa, I dont think a lot of you know a smaller animal?"
Lisa (knowing I was handling little crawly creatues): "Jester you name one next!"
Me (as always sick of these stupid games simply wanted to end this shit, everyone thought I would say something like 'Lady Bug')

Me: "Ok...Nanoarchaeum equitans"

silence in the room

Then everyone was like "WHAAAAAT???? HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Even the teacher was laughting, still have the bitch in front of my eyes to this day Mrs. B - a 54 yo Hippy Bitch who hasnt looked into a Biology book ever that wasnt provided by the rotting German school system.

Teacher: "Such an animal doesnt exist! You have just thought that name up right?" So she was like "You pulled that shit out of your ass"

Me: "Nanoarchaeum is a little aquatic parasite and is the smallest organism - and also the smallest animal on the planet, but if you want a smaller one like a virus - then I'd say the Hepatitis B virus which is with 40 nm the smallest thing on the planet - but usually Biologist dont count viruses as organisms, not even single cellular ones"

Teacher: " WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT"

Me: "What do you mean what am I talking about? I just named the smallest organism, thus the game ends."

Teacher: " That animal doesnt exist, name a different one"

Me: "What you mean doesnt exist? Its a microorganism discovered in 2002 (I read a book about microbiology just a week prior that was gifted to me by my grandparents)"

Me: "Name a real animal thats smaller then a mouse now!"

Me: (who is allergic to dust mites) "Dust Mite"

silence in the room, everyone staring confused at me

Teacher: "And whats that?"

Me: "What? You dont know what a dust mite is?! Its what lives on top of the mouse!"

Lisa: "You are such a weirdo!!!"

Class: "Hahahaha"

Me:

One week later I walked up to Mrs. B and showed her the page of the book my grandma gifted me - the Book title is '(2005) Brock Biology of Microorganisms. 11th Edition' I just discovered the book today in a package in my basement from the time I moved out from my parents, there were a lot of old school shit even from elementary. It made me cry, because I remembered the moment I became the weirdo of the class (my first Highschool) who always knew "Weird shit" and I was mercilessly bullied for it, especially by Mrs B. who became way more antagonizing towards me because I was constantly saying that she was wrong with things she stated in Biology class and that pissed her off so much, she tried everything to find false answers in my tests but I always had no less then a Grade B (Germany: 2) in any of my tests and I was the only one in my class who had to "double proof the answers" in order to get my grades corrected upwards because she got so pissed about my "Behaviour" she wanted me gone and ultimately I left in 8th grade.

But it wasnt just her, one brutal bully decided to collect the Dust from his Vaccum cleaner and bring it to school in order to dump it on my head, when my father saw me with all the dust over me he wanted to brutalize that kid, the kid didnt come to school for 2 weeks, but he ultimately realized my father would go to prison if he did something to him, he was backed up by the teachers too. He bullied me up until the end of 6th grade, when he changed school because he failed math and had to retake 6th grade on a different school.

Just writing this post made me cry, because I remembered a lot of such situations from my childhood + I listen to Linking Park music on Spotify while writing this

Thank you for reading, for those that did.

 

[ItsTrulyOver]

Man reading this shit just fuels my hate for SOYCIETY so much it's unreal.

They hate the divergent, everything must adhere to the norm.

TORTOROUS DEATH TO ALL NORMIES (FARM THEIR XP IN MINECRAFT)

 

[AtrociousCitizen]

That teacher sounds like a bitch, and so are these kids who bullied you.

 

[BSGMANLET]

Some teachers don't even know how to do there job. I had some math teachers that had no idea how to do algebra. Seriously she was asking us how to do certain problems.

 

[TheJester]

Some teachers don't even know how to do there job. I had some math teachers that had no idea how to do algebra. Seriously she was asking us how to do certain problems.

You too? I had a math bitch that hated me on my second Highschool for no apparent reason actually. She always let me clean up the school board at the end of the class - because she was to petty to do it herself.

I almost had to retake a class because she almost let me fail math, I only beat math with a grade D (4) in 9th grade because I made it so I "became sick in the last 2 weeks of school" and couldnt write the final exam - if I had an E or F on that exam I would have literally needed to retake the whole year - School system is broken and breaks Depressed Boys and bullied guys especially.

I then moved to my 3th Highschool and for the first time ever I met a respectful teacher - an older man and the FIRST MAN I had as a teacher.

He was my math teacher and I never wrote less then a A (1) in any of his tests. Literally from day 1 I had 100% of points in all my math tests, my parents were amazed. He was a prodigy for teaching math, and I quickly sympathized with him, in fact by the end I was kinda a "Teachers Pet" to him. Unfortunately he became sick soon until I beat Highschool.

Once my parents confronted him about my astonishing grades in math, the hardest class for me because I always was more of a "Biology and Chemistry" guy (both fields also emerged as main fields in the engineering that I made my Bachelor in) He said to them (and they later told me)

"Your son has no place on this school - his vast knowledge and incredible logical thinking is beyond any student I had in 40 years of teaching, he belongs to a private school."

It was the greatest compliment someone ever stated towards me in my entire life, even until nowadays.

Sadly he died from Whooping Cough (not Corona) in 2020, 1.5 years after I left HS.

He also didnt have the looks, but this guy, man I tell you, he was a real Chad to me, the greatest teacher ever and only 1 out of 2 male teachers (the other one was my PE teacher - yes I had to suffer through 2 Highschools filled with female PE teachers and they were agonizing)

Both female PE teachers were Raygun level of "sports knowledge"

RIP Prof. S. your the math GOAT.

 

[Emba]

Feed all of them to the nematodes!

 

[Rapistcel]

Heres a story from the time I was in 5th Grade: Our Biology teacher was playing a game "Start with a big Animal and then go lower and asked another student to name a even smaller animal "Everyone in my class knew already I had an extremly weird hobby that is completely unusual to the normal 10 yo dudes, everyone was like "I collect stones"; "I play soccer"; "I like drawing" and my hobby was "Entomology" (The study of insects) everyone was weirded out by me because idk they had Arachnophobia or something? Other people simply found little crawling creatures weird.

Anyway the Biology Teacher started:

Teacher: "Blue Whale (she started of with the biggest mammal) - Nick you are next!"
Nick: "Elephant! - Paul you."
Paul: "Lion - Lisa you!"
Lisa: "Hmmmm mouse!"
Teacher: "Ohoho from Lion to mouse? Thats a pretty big jump Lisa, I dont think a lot of you know a smaller animal?"
Lisa (knowing I was handling little crawly creatues): "Jester you name one next!"
Me (as always sick of these stupid games simply wanted to end this shit, everyone thought I would say something like 'Lady Bug')

Yo: "Ok... Nanoarchaeum equitans"

Silencio en la habitación

Entonces todos dijeron: "¡¿QUÉAAAA???? ¡¡¡JAJAJAJAJA!!!"

Incluso el profesor se reía, todavía tengo a la perra frente a mis ojos hasta el día de hoy, la Sra. B, una perra hippie de 54 años que nunca ha mirado un libro de biología que no haya sido proporcionado por el podrido sistema escolar alemán.

Profesora: “¡Ese animal no existe! Recién se te ocurrió ese nombre, ¿no?”. Y ella respondió: “Te sacaste esa mierda del culo”.

Yo: "El nanoarqueo es un pequeño parásito acuático y es el organismo más pequeño -y también el animal más pequeño del planeta-, pero si quieres algo más pequeño como un virus, entonces diría el virus de la hepatitis B, que con sus 40 nm es lo más pequeño del planeta, pero normalmente los biólogos no cuentan a los virus como organismos, ni siquiera a los unicelulares".

Maestro: " WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT"

Yo: "¿Cómo que de qué estoy hablando? Acabo de nombrar al organismo más pequeño, así termina el juego".

Maestro: " That animal doesnt exist, name a different one"

Yo: "¿Cómo que no existe? Es un microorganismo descubierto en 2002 (hace apenas una semana leí un libro sobre microbiología que me regalaron mis abuelos)".

Yo: "¡Nombra un animal real que sea más pequeño que un ratón ahora!"

Yo: (que soy alérgico a los ácaros del polvo) "Ácaro del polvo"

Silencio en la habitación, todos me miraban confundidos

Profesor: "¿Y eso qué es?"

Yo: "¿Qué? ¿No sabes lo que es un ácaro del polvo? ¡Es lo que vive encima del ratón!"

Lisa: "¡¡Eres un bicho raro!!!"

Clase: "Jajajaja"

A mí:

Una semana después me acerqué a la Sra. B y le mostré la página del libro que me regaló mi abuela; el título del libro es '(2005) Brock Biology of Microorganisms. 11.a edición'. Descubrí el libro hoy en un paquete en mi sótano de la época en que me mudé de la casa de mis padres; había muchas cosas de la vieja escuela, incluso de la primaria. Me hizo llorar, porque recordé el momento en que me convertí en el bicho raro de la clase (mi primera escuela secundaria) que siempre sabía "cosas raras" y fui intimidado sin piedad por ello, especialmente por la Sra. B. que se volvió mucho más antagónica hacia mí porque constantemente decía que estaba equivocada con cosas que decía en la clase de Biología y eso la cabreaba tanto, que intentaba todo para encontrar respuestas falsas en mis exámenes, pero siempre tenía nada menos que una calificación B (Alemania: 2) en cualquiera de mis exámenes y yo era el único en mi clase que tenía que "revisar dos veces las respuestas" para poder corregir mis calificaciones hacia arriba porque se enojó tanto por mi "comportamiento" que quería que me fuera y finalmente me fui en octavo grado.

But it wasnt just her, one brutal bully decided to collect the Dust from his Vaccum cleaner and bring it to school in order to dump it on my head, when my father saw me with all the dust over me he wanted to brutalize that kid, the kid didnt come to school for 2 weeks, but he ultimately realized my father would go to prison if he did something to him, he was backed up by the teachers too. He bullied me up until the end of 6th grade, when he changed school because he failed math and had to retake 6th grade on a different school.

Just writing this post made me cry, because I remembered a lot of such situations from my childhood + I listen to Linking Park music on Spotify while writing this

Thank you for reading, for those that did.

Brutal, this is why I avoided calling people's attention