Why I hate you

September 24, 2006. Another beautiful day in Paradise. Teachers, I hate you. Not because you're bad people, but because you make me do work for which I recieve no pay and that you aren't satisfied with. For example, Mrs. Ricker, my 4th grade teacher and neighbor, is a great person. However, she ranks among one of the owrst teachers I ever had. She taught us nothing and instead gave me 6 hours of homework every single night. I am not kidding or stretching the truth on that one. But this rant is about my current teachers. I will go in order of my schedule. First, Mr. Yuhas. I don't really like science, but it is more interesting than most of my other classes. Mr. Yuhas has done nothing to make this class easy. We just learned significant figures and we are doing advanced "sig-figs" as he calls them and we have had a quiz on them already. Next up, Study. I don't know who the study teacher is, but I know he only lets us watch ESPN. After that is Mrs. Stricher. She is the kind of teacher who gives homework every single night, and I don't mean study. We have at least 10 problems every night, and she teaches us something new every day. At least we don't have busywork. Next is Ms. Albanesius. She is the best Spanish teacher I ever had, mainly because she is the first sane one. But, every day but one we had to do groupwork, which usually is a good thing, but the work is something like learn as much as you can on this topic and teach it to your group. After that is Lunch. Then Mr. Cole. This one might take a while. History is the most boring class ever. I see little to no point in wold history. The only profession that you need world history for is world history teacher. This year I have american history, so there is a point. Mr. Cole expects us to know everything, even before he teaches it to us. He also expects us to know random fact from his favorite movies and bands. I knew the Monty Python question, but even Mike missed the Reel Big Fish one. He also has tried to trade for Ms. Ponterero's class twice, kill a student twice, and kill himself once. After that is Mr. Turano on Monday and Friday. Hes just like every other art teacher you've ever had, except mabey a little nicer. Next up is Mr. Jones and Mrs. Parisi for Gym. Once again, just like every other gym teacher you've ever had, but now we are graded on skill and we have a quiz after every cycle. After that is Mrs. Schlick. She is Mr. Ciervo but a little nicer and has Peter's voice. Not that I'm she's nice, she's not. She assigns large projects over weekends and basically asks us question that are allegedly in the reading but really aren't. That's about all for now. Please feel free to post about your teachers here. Have a nice day.