Very short and not at all serious…….
My teachers (at a boys’ grammar school) were an interesting lot. Some of them were bored (and/or boring), some of them were inspired. I am grateful to many of them for forming me. I apologise if any are still alive and read this….
Mr P. (physics): “There was a dirty great big hole dug for you there and you fell right into it, didn’t you?”
Mr T. (chemistry): (In reply to the question ‘Do we have to do that, Sir?’) “You don’t have to do anything in this world.”
Unknown (mathematics): “Antilogarithms are a snare and a delusion.” (Does anybody else but me still understand this?)
So, on to college:
Teaching Practice Supervisor: “When I first met you I thought you were slow-moving and slow-thinking. I still think you are slow-moving and slow-thinking.”
We continue to the modern age:
Year 6 teacher: “Why do you have to go right when everybody else goes left?”
“Am I talking to myself?” (Every teacher ever has thought this, even if they have not said it out aloud.)
Basil Fawlty is not a teacher, but he speaks for us all when he says: “Please try to understand before one of us dies.”