the maths teacher that told the class they were on crack every lesson admitted to being on crack herself and gave everyone really funny but mean nicknames shes was insane

mr. malinowski, took over half into my 4th grade year
(my original teacher got married and joined a blue grass band)

he was crazy like throwing desks and chairs when he got pissed at the kids

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there was 2 french teachers at my school that did that one threw textbooks though which fu*king hurt when they hit you which she managed to do quite a lot and the other tgrew everything that wasnt tied down think he got fired the head teacher found a bottle of whiskey and a shit load of child porn on his computer at school

my fisrt maths teach of highschool was psyco he got fired for hitting some year 8 kid

Oh man, my school had this nutcase of a teacher, he taught me craft & design in my first couple of years but I think he did tech drawing classes as well or some such. I can't remember his name, but maybe bigmuff will see this thread and remember.

Anyfuckingway, he was actually an alright teacher for the most part, but he had a reputation for absolutely exploding at his pupils. One tale has him launching chisels at some defenceless kid. All I can remember of him was the bizarre tangents he'd go off on while teaching us, such as how "the rain is horizontal in the Shetlands" and how you should "never call a man from Cornwall 'English' or he will kill you".

Oh, my brother just came into my room and apparently his name was Mr Baird and it was some guy in my brother's class who was on the receiving end of the aforementioned chisels. Good times.

craft & daft always had nutty teachers. we had one guy who was absolutely brilliant, he had a sort of voice like an old army general with a big moustache. I remember him catching me messing about and going "you have been doing sweet F.A. robertson. do you know what that means? WELL YOU SHOULDN'T."

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