Be thankful you don't have a maths teacher as mean as I did in the early Year 8. Wanna know why? Well, she was a maths teacher that everyone hated. She always gave out the hardest homework assignments E V E R ! No-one could ever figure out the correct answers. She would also insult all of her students for being stupid everyday. Well, I went to the headteacher to complain. But the headteacher never did anything about it. So I took matters into my own hands. I have a friend named David, who has asthma. So I talk to him. Here's how it went down:
Thursday
Lunch Break
Me: David,
David: Yeah?
Me: I have a plan, O.K., so, you know how our maths teacher sucks?
David: Yeah, I hate her so freaking bad!
Me: Tommorow, I need you to purposefully leave your inhaler in your locker, O.K.; and of you ever have an asthma attack, just ask her if you can go get it.
David: O.K.
Friday
Period 3 (Maths)
David: Ruben, it's happening!
Me: Ask her.
David (to our maths teacher): I forgot my inhaler in my locker. Can I go get it please?
Our Maths Teacher: NO, you had plenty of time before class to remember your inhaler, so just deal with it for now, O.K.?
David: *asthma attack noises*
An ambulance had to be called and he was taken to the hospital. The school and David's parents found out that our teacher refused to let him get his inhaler. Not only was our maths teacher fired, but our headteacher called the police on her, and she was given a life sentence for first degree attempted murder. Luckily, David is still alive. And was out of the hospital the next week.
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