We’ve all
had them – the teachers who couldn’t teach a fish to swim, teachers who have a
personal vendetta like you murdered their own beagle and the teachers who just don’t
give a fuck. They’re a pain in the arse – especially when you’re intelligent
enough to know just how bad they are
and when they’re compromising your bright future with a rain cloud of despair.
Here are my
top tips of how to deal with it:
1.
Don’t complain
Take it from a girl whose tried; it gets you fucking nowhere. The system doesn’t want you to cause ripples –
especially when you’re the only one with the backbone to cause them. Shit
teaching, sadly, isn’t a crime and it’s nye on impossible to get concrete
evidence to back you up for it. After all, you’re just a lowly uneducated
student, what do you know? So, in short, suck it up – it really isn’t worth it.
Suffering in silence is the best way to go I’m afraid.
2.
The internet is your friend
I’m sure you already know that the internet is the best friend you’ll
ever have when it comes to knowledge. Whether it’s wiki answers for your past
paper questions or Sparknotes to brush up on some good ol’ Shakespeare, the
internet can do a far better job than most teachers ever could. Take your notes
from there and it should help. Self-taught people probably do better in the
long-run anyway, or so I keep telling myself. So let the world wide web guide
you to the answers of the Universe (although Wikipedia is like a mine field of
wild lies so handle that shit with caution).
3.
Channel that anger productively
Refrain from throwing the table or gorging your teacher’s eye out with
the nearest Bic if you can help it, the education in jail is probably marginally
better but if Orange is the New Black has taught me anything it’s that prison
politics are a bitch so save yourself the trouble. Try taking up a Boxercise
class and punch it out to your heart’s content (my personal method of choice)
or try creating something worthwhile – for example a raging poem, an aggressive
song...a online rant...ehem...*shifty eyes*
4.
Get some perspective
Look, you might have to deal with this scum-bag of a school teacher for
another year, maybe two, but in the long run, they aren’t going to matter. They
aren’t going to dominate your entire life and shit, they might even teach you
how to tolerate the people who do, or will in the future. Just think of it this
way – they may not be teaching you what you want
to be taught, but they’re teaching you restraint. They’re teaching you life isn’t
fucking fair and sometimes you have to make the best of a bad situation and
that’s okay because you’ll be stronger for it. Trust me, I’ve learnt a lot this
year, and apparently I’m gonna have to learn a lot more next year as well but
once you’re resigned to it, make some fucking lemonade out of those lemons.
On a lighter
note I finished my AS level exams today *cue party streamers and colourful
mammals falling rapidly from the heavens* Ah yes, the sweet smell of freedom...granted
it was short lived but it was a sniff of victory none the less.
