Teachers, when did karma finally hit the horrible student?
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I started dying when that kindergartener said “you look like a baby”💀💀💀💀💀
Based kindergartner
Friendly fire
I was about to comment this
WHY DID THAT BABY PUNCH A KINDERGARTENER!!!
@@HazeAnimationsthat thing is still learning basic human interaction, be softer on that little piece of sh*t!😊😊😊😊 💀💀💀💀😭😭😭😭😭 god help me
Not a teacher but student. My class in middle school was filled with the popular mean rowdy kids, we had a substitute for a month I couldn't focus it was a literal jungle, and had multiple panic attacks. One day it was our unit exam and I sat next to one of the main mean rowdy girls, I knew she liked to cheat on tests so I let her cheat off me, she gave half the class those answers that I gave her, once everyone turned their test in, I switched my answers. Half the class got zeros because of me. She never bullied me or cheated off me again, the other kids got really mad at her for giving them wrong answers too. Best day of my middle school years
your a genius
now if anyone want to copy off me I should do that
i have a story its not anywhere near as good as the one this person posted but i think its funny anyway" this didint happen in school but online. I was playing a game with a group of friends and this girl was also playing with them (she knew them all) and this was my first time playing with her everything seemed fine untill well she kept trying to control everyone and boss everyone around to do all the puzzles in the escape game the exact way she wanted eventually she took an important item needed to help us escape and refused to use it or let US use it and at that point we all had enough and everyone was thinking about leaving then i remembered i could create a private game queue for friends so i suggest that they went and joined me and friended me so they could and that we would leave the controlling girl behind the girl immedieatly realized what was going on and she said she would set the item down so we could pick it up and use it and at this point everyone was already leaving and i said "Nah sorry we asked you to stop for over an hour and you did not so your gonna have to play with someone else unfortunately" sure enough we had a lot of fun and finished the game anyway after that i got word from my friends that she never tried to do that again after what happened
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@@xOrionNebula2708Please, seperate your story into SENTENCES. I can barely read it.
@@noname-ji1db thats a problem on your end
Imagine the emotional damage from a random kindergartener seeing your tantrum and saying you look like a baby. After already being upset enough to throw said tantrum in the first place. 😅😂
I was in the worst class possible and was horribly bullied in school. I mean physical and emotional torture (still have the scars from both). At one point, there was an event that took place in the school pool. The P.E. teacher had to dive in and pull me out, and give me CPR. This girl in my 5th grade class walked up to me and said, "Well, I hope you're happy! Because of you, the teacher's brand new watch was ruined!"
I rounded on her and yelled, "You're sick in the head! You're going to be nothing when you grow up! Four kids, four hundred pounds, and living on welfare!"
My words were apparently a prophetic curse: before she was 28, she had four kids, weighed over 400 pounds, and her only income was from state assistance.
Damn....
Dat some curse alright
my man that some premonition shit right there
ain't no way blud predicted that 😨
Aint no way bro predicted that wtf (no seriusly im confused what)
Story 15 .... meh when my Daughter was 4 she was a biting MENANCE.
No matter what we did she wouldnt stop it was almost daily and the pre school told us if it didnt stop she would be removed from the building. In desperation my wife BIT her. Hard !
I never forget the look of shock on her face. She cried my wife left the room ..cried it was a mess.
But my daughter NEVER bit anybody ever again !
Sometimes you really do have to show them what it feels like to be on the receiving end.
@@FizzieWebb It's entirely how empathy is developed knowing what they cause make them not want to inflict that on others.
OP, if this had no worked good chance you had a psychopath on your hands
Sometimes you gotta do what works. This seems to be a surprisingly common one. When i was a kid i would squeeze my sister's hand so she would cry. My dad did it right back to me and i never did it again.
Did the same thing to my nephew. My cousin did everything to get her to stop the biting habit. He would bit adults and his twin brother the most. Biting is like a family thing my cousin did the same thing when she was young. I was babysitting him and his brother. He bit his brother and tried to bite my mom who was reprimanding him. I impulsively took his arm and bit him. He cried. But he never did it again!
Some people hit their kids for control, some bite back because it's what animals do and their kids are being animals. My friend had observed how their cats treated kittens who were bitey and she gave it a shot annnd it worked.
Most of the stories had the moral “fuck around and find out”
I used to bite as a small child so I’m told. My mom finally bit me back and I apparently never did it again. I don’t remember any of this but I honestly feel my mom was justified and I needed to understand that my actions were causing pain. This was way back in the 70’s so you could get away with it. I honestly don’t blame her at all.
Don't bite the hand that feeds you.
Sometimes that's exactly what a kid needs to understand the consequences of his actions.
I'm not sure why it can't be applied today. I mean a typical mother would not want to harm her children, but to teach him. To not teach him is harming him.
Did the same, was bitten back once by my oncle, stopped bitting. It was in the end of 90s.
Kids have empathy only if they experienced it. You do not know how sharp the pain of bitting is until you get bitten.
Lmao I used to kick people as a little kid untill I met "Auntie". She kicked me back, I loved her and never kicked anyone again. Teaching kids consequences works.
One would hope that CPS can tell the difference between teaching a child that what they're doing hurts other people and abuse.
On the plagiarism story: I wrote a report about Portugal in middle school. I wrote it by finding a webpage about Portugal and typing into the document what i read in it, practically one-to-one. It never occurred to me that this might be considered plagiarism because I was typing it in myself, not copy-pasting it, so I was very confused why I got in trouble for it. They always tell you it has to be in your own words but did not explain what that meant. As a kid, I thought “in your own words” just meant typing it yourself instead of copy-pasting.
pretty valid logic tho
I am bilingual. So when I wrote papers in college, I researched in English and then translated and summed up in my other language. That way it really was my own work.
I got in trouble at uni because I had an assignment to write a character limited abstract with summary bullet points at the end (also extremely character limited). Several people got in trouble as shocker: there are only so many words one can come with about the same topic! Worst thing too is they forgot to tell me they dropped the plagiarism case so I was nervous af for months
@@booksrbesthtw that’s actually pretty smart 😅
For how much schools punish plagiarism, they sure do a bad job of explaining how to _not_ plagurize.
Note: Karmic justice is absolutely reaping what you sow. It's when the energy you put out into the world comes back to you
yea and honestly i have seen it happen so many times and in some cases extreme a girl i used to know she was a master manipulating narcisist and she abused many many people including me for her own selfish needs anyway sure enough i got word that she got doxxed
EXACTLY!
@@justsomeaeroacefurry3479 yea and i have seen this happen more then a few times
a kid who liked to harrass people online he went for one final person and that was me i reported him and he got banned
Story 7 "You look like a baby" That kid was a savage
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Kindergartener saying that? You really f*cked up.
When I was in fourth grade, I was in band, and there was this one girl who bullied me, kept making fun of me. I can't even remember what she said or did, but what I DO remember is getting fed up and throwing a hardbound literature book in her face and giving her a bloody nose. The teacher took her to the nurse's office, and I sat there, terrified that I would get in trouble. The teacher comes back, class moves on, I NEVER saw any consequences and I don't remember that girl for the rest of my time at that school. With the power of hindsight, I realize that girl must have been harassing the SHIT out of me, because the teacher obviously decided I was justified in throwing that book at her face.
The two guys beating the living shit out of each other and then becoming best friends who keep each other out of trouble is so funny.
Yeah i mean sometimes your biggest enemy can become your friend. You should check out 21 jump street, it has a story like this
Happened to me , we beat the shit out of each other,,,,, but we became friends and went on a trip!!
Story 15: I, a woman, back in middle school, once chased a boy around the school because I thought he had stolen my brother's backpack, I was EXTREMELY protective of my beother because he was the last thing I got to keep of everything that was taken from me, so I was out to tear that poor boy apart, when I caught up, since he was lithe but small and I was big and powerful, I saw my brother with his backpack and calmed down, apologizing red in the face to this poor sweet boy, he thought I was fucking terrifying because again, I was TWICE his size, and he became one of my best friends, I dont see him now, we barely talk, its heartaching
awww im sorry
Story 1: Ray has not learned the most important rule about lying, Tell everyone the same story.
Ray has not learned the most important rule about lying: don't
@@electric26 No that's the first rule of telling the truth: Don't Lie. If you're going to Lie you need it to be consistent.
@@Olimar92 you're right, although that wasn't the point of my comment
@@electric26Lying is bad most of the time, but there are situations where lying is not only acceptable, but preferred. When telling the truth will get an innocent person killed, for example.
In situations where lying is necessary and/or kinder than telling the truth, it's important that you tell everyone the same lie so you don't get caught.
@@ResidentMilf lying is never kind; that's evil. I would only do that if I hated that person. Even though I agree with what you said in the case of an innocent person dying, etc., generally speaking it is definitely wrong.
A few years ago I taught at a Japanese language school (eikawa). One class I had was five boys. Four of the boys were pretty serious about learning and did the work and participated. One kid was an annoying little shit. He'd come in late, and when I say late i mean 30-50 minutes late to a 1 hour long class. He would come in, cause a commotion, and instead of joining in the class he'd pull out some Magic like trading cards. One day I had enough. I kicked him out of the room and grabbed his belongings and put them on the table outside my classroom. Kid who was half my size in height and weight tried to fight me to get back in. Manager saw everything. After that day I never saw the kid for another 2 months. One day I see him with his mother. I say "long time no see". The mom who speaks english is highly confused and asks me what i mean. I mention he hasnt come in for the last 2 months. The manager backed me up on that. I then continue on to my class. I dont know what mom did but the next week the kid comes to class on time and participates and behaves in class for the rest of the time i taught that class.
oh dang
I was in a high school math class with several of the worst bullies I’ve ever met. The next semester two of the mean girls were in an English class with me. I’m an excellent writer, so I aced the class, while making the girls’ lives a living hell-mocking them to their faces, throwing bugs I found dying in the halls at them, screaming nonsensically when the teacher asked us to LARP literary characters, and putting my Invader Zim fanart on the class bulletin board (with the teacher’s’ agreement).
The girls were genuinely terrified of me by the end. When I joked about them, the teachers and students would laugh and join in.
Story 15… Sometimes the only way to make somebody stop doing something is to do it back to them; or to hurt them worse in someway.
In this case, it was a small child, I’m used to having to do this with animals. And if you’re wondering if I have bit a dog, the answer is yes. Same goes for kicking the horses that have kicked me or tried to kick me. (don’t do this, unless it’s your field; I’m a horse podiatrist, and it was my dog. he had a tendency to get carried away When we were roughhousing. if you want an example, he slammed his open mouth against my face and broke my nose on his canine.) I miss him, he’s been gone nearly 7 years now.
I'm sorry for your loss. But my dad does this when the cats bite him too hard, obviously he doesn't bite hard but he does nip their ear so they stop for the day at least
reaping what you sow is the definition of karmic justice man, I don't understand your confusion sometimes XD
Advice on voicing younger feminine characters, you want to be speaking in your head more, not necessarily your nose, and don't drop your voice as you end a sentence, keep it all the way through. While little boys are higher pitch, they speak mostly in their chest. This is learned mostly early on. do your best to change where your voice resonates, from in your head to your chest to your belly. Another is to pull your tongue down your throat, to cut off the bass in your voice, keeping you from resonating too much in your chest and neck, difficult if you're not used to it, but a useful tool in upgrading your range.
Karma literally means consequences of your actions
Man, that “smartest kid” story reminds me of someone at my school. They were smart, and so they were in the advanced class like I was. They bragged one day about being the smartest kid at the class. Come the end of the year, and they are the only one in the advanced class to fail the exam to take the advanced class the next year…
On the biting story: probs to the nun. I also bit back my (then) 3 year old cousin who had a habit of biting people. Since she was the youngest and born very late, our families tolerated that devil. Of course, the pain hurted alot but her tendency to just bite everyone without consequences infuriated me. So, when we were playing, she bit me hard. I bit her back. She cried out loud but our families didn't hold me accountable and scolded her since i hardly let out my anger on people. We both had bruises. Safe to say till today she stop biting people
You literally “nipped it in the bud.”
yeah my parents bit us back when we were little too. it was never hard enough to actually hurt, but understanding that biting someone hurts AND illicits a feeling of shock/fear was an important early lesson
WHAT.
@@hypetrain56 yeaaaah, that's my retroactive response to most of my childhood memories too
either condone hitting back or actually protec students... "we can't step in they need o learn to deal with it between themselves..." to quote an episode of criminal minds: There is a student out there now handling it himself with an assault rifle, and it is Your fault!"
If that mother with the failing kid who was on board anything like mine, she either intentionally ignored me at home and expected me to just do the work without any help or she'd lose her shit on me because i had a hard time understanding her style vs the teacher's style. i got tired of her outbursts so I literally just stopped doing anything. she sided with the teachers saying they're free to give me corporal punishment for not turning in work. Eventually i just did the homework at school and learned to teach myself stuff. It wasn't stellar but enough to do what i had to do.
On the plagiarism story: A lass in my GCSE history class did this with her final essay, she found a blog post online about someone’s visit to the Roman fort we were writing on and copied and pasted all of it. She got caught because there was a line in the essay saying ‘When we visited the site in 1985…’ Unfortunately for her, the oldest people in our year at school were born in 1990 😂 It didn’t even get run through Turnitin because it was so obvious!
She admitted it and was told she could try again and to not plagiarise anything else this time. The lesson there is don’t plagiarise and if you do, admit it when you’re caught.
1:01 the fact that he told 4 different versions of the story should already be a red flag 💀
21:23 Easy answer, the _mom_ was on board but nobody mentioned the dad. Parents are probably divorced. Either dad lets the kid do whatever he wants and mom's fed up, or dad was super hardass and now that dad's gone the kid's acting up. See that kinda thing all the time.
But sometimes it’s no one’s fault. Kids can sometimes be like that on their own
Alternatively, mom and/or dad are hard asses, and the behavior is an act of rebellion from an overly strict environment.
Often, I find that bad behavior in children is about equally the result of negligent parenting AND authoritarian parenting.
Neglected kids seek attention because they're being neglected obviously, but rebellious kids are often overly monitored and/or punished to the point that the only way they can express the natural boundary pushing of a child is through more extreme actions. Extreme authoritarianism begets extreme rebellion, and cracking down on that rebellious nature only serves to make it worse.
Of course, it's often difficult to tell the difference between these two at a glance. Often kids who need a break are punished more harshly, and kids who need a bit of punishment are given a break.
@@pennyforyourthots I'd say another possibility is that the mom did want something better for her child, but wasn't willing to DO anything about it herself. So she offers moral support to the teachers, but doesn't require anything of the child, and that is sometimes worse than when the parents actively side with the child, as the child might incorrectly learn that they can manipulate any adult just because they think they can manipulate their parents.
My mom told me a story of when she was in school (I think elementary). There was a boy in her class that sat behind her, and kept touching her hair, even after she told him *many* times to stop. One day, he touched her hair, and she told him, You better stop it or you'll be sorry." After school that day, she got a sewing needle, and brought it with her to school. The boy didn't listen to her warning, and touched her hair. She poked him in the leg with the sewing needle, and he yelled for the entire class to hear, "Ow!" He never touched her hair after that, and the teacher didn't do anything about it, so my mom didn't get in trouble. My mom thinks the teacher must've known about the hair problem, so she just pretended nothing happened when my mom poked the boy with the sewing needle.
My husband and I brought karma to a whole classroom of lying little fifth grade twerps. They gave me a ton of crap the day I subbed for this class. They even lied to the principal and accused me falsely of cussing at them. A few months later, my husband happens to get a sub assignment for the exact same class. The class was eerily quiet for a moment after he wrote his name on the board. Then a student asked if he knew “Mrs. Ourlastname.” He said, yes, that’s my wife. He was a very experienced sub and takes absolutely no crap from anyone. A quiet “oh $@&!” came over the class. They didn’t mess with him one bit all day.
The dissection story reminds me of when my teacher accidentally ordered piglet brains still in the skull instead of just the brains because she wanted us to dissect the brains. I was the only one to get the brain out intact. :) You got a better chance with the seams in the skull and going in carefully with a pocket screwdriver to use as a chisel and rolled up paperback copy of whatever book we were reading at the time in English Lit as a makeshift hammer. I bought my own copy from home because I liked to highlight and make notes. I think it was either To Kill a Mockingbird or Fahrenheit 451.
Oh and the ligaments, you had to be careful with those and go under the skull pieces with the scalpel more along the bone than the flesh. It was a very awkward angle.
I remember somewhere around fourth grade where we had do dissect a cow eye. There were four students to a group, each one with its own eye to dissect. Reasonable, that's about the most you can fit around one desk, and this is up close work. Anyhow, there was one girl that normally sat in the back not talking to anyone... but the trays with the cow eyes started to be distributed and she practically jumped up and ran over to join in, roughly as fast as many others tried to run away. Nobody forgot she was there after that.
The disection story is kinda funny for me because my high-school biology class ended up divided into three groups for all the disections. Somehow, the teacher managed to perfectly divide the class into the squeamish kids, the kids who didn't particularly enjoy but didn't have a problem with cutting animals open, and the kids who were curious and excited. As you can imagine, the first group took the most time and the last group took the least time. I was in the last group. We finished the fetal pig with half the class time left over. The brain was not on the worksheet, but we were curious. Unlike the kid in the story however, we carefully opened up the skull while keeping the brain in tack. Brains are weirdly jellowey.
In a similar division my teacher miscalculated and assumed the quiet girl that never talked would be one of the squeamish ones. She turned out to be _very_ curious and excited, and it was the "quiet kids" that got done first, pretty much due to her alone.
A small karmic justice moment I had in highschool. The school's main group varsity choir had a song that needed a soprano soloist during one part. The caddiest of the caddy girls would frequently bully/degrade me for messing up the same part of the song more than once (quietly enough to be to her small clique but loud enough for everyone else to still hear). She thought she was the most talented singer to exist. She WAS good, but not nearly as good as she thought... Both of us were among the few who were interested in the solo part. The same day of the auditions, one of the tenor guys was goofing off after the class and started to sing the soprano solo part PERFECTLY. The teacher rushed out of her office and quickly asked which of the several girls that were still in the room as well was just singing. We all acknowledged Tenor Guy was the one singing and he proceeded to do it perfectly again while she watched. That Caddy girl's face was priceless when the teacher offered him the solo on the spot. He absolutely NAILED it in the show and all the other girls auditioning congratulated him on how well he did.
I have my own story,
Obligatory *Not a Teacher*
As a high school senior there was this freshman that always thought he could mess with me, and he thought it was funny cause I have autism
One day, I had enough and he started beating me for my response, He broke THREE FINGERS pounding me in the head trying to kill me, of course I got suspended for striking first, but he never messed with me again
So, this is fresh on my mind because ironically, I ran into this guy at my work yesterday... but growing up starting from Pre-K, I knew of this guy, we'll call him Mark. He was a pretty geeky kid in elementary school, but he was always kind. We only ever shared a couple of classes in elementary school, and then I rarely talked to him. In middle school, I had stopped hearing about him until I became friends with this guy in 8th grade. We'll call him Kyle. Kyle was on the football team with Mark, and complained to me about how Mark would get on the nerves of the whole team with some of the things he'd say. I don't think Kyle ever elaborated, but suddenly Kyle was gone for a week. When he came back he told me he got suspended for punching Mark in the face after something he had said. A few things I'd like to clarify; Kyle was not a violent person, and was actually a very calm and kind person. He told me Mark had said something so bad he refused to repeat it, and I believe him. Especially since I learned the entire rest of the football team was on Kyle's side. Not in a bullying kind of way, they were all fairly tame. They were just genuinely tired of Marks bs. Then came highschool where I finally learned what kind of person Mark had become as at the age of 16, it had become common knowledge what his extreme political views were (I mean, harmfully extreme). He would regularly make disgusting, misogynistic comments to girls he shared classes with. To the point one girl threw something at him with no consequence as the teacher was a woman who was also tired of hearing what Mark had to say. And by our senior year, he was so hated, a couple of guys jokingly decided to vote him into homecoming court. Now, I'd like to say that these guys had no idea their little joke would turn into something huge as it snowballed into a majority of people voting for Mark out of frustration. Mark was at the point of begging people not to vote for him as he knew what it meant, and didn't want the notoriety. I think it was finally setting in how his actions made him so hated. I didn't want to vote for someone I didn't like, so I didn't participate, but he did end up becoming the homecoming king. Mark was quiet after that. The message that he wasn't liked was sent out very peacefully (my school had a zero tolerance on bullying, yet they excused his actions as not wanting to get involved with politics). I'm not sure he fully changed as before we graduated him and his girlfriend followed my socials, and they were both still very politically active (causing me to block them as I didn't want to see that). A few years later running into him, I have no idea what he's like now. He was kind like he was when we were kids, and I know he at least grew enough to not be so outwardly hateful. I have no idea if he still believes anything extremely harmful, but I hope he doesn't. For him, and everyone around him
I had this one kid that thought he was the smartest in the class. This was the class where 8/20 of them were in GT (me included) and he didnt get it. He also failed the CBE test (credit by exam, lets you skip a grade in a subject). One day, this little guy decided to start taunting me and calling me dumb, stupid, or other things. Eventually, after a few days, I snapped and started flinging questions at him. I loved watching him struggle to desperately get them correct and fail.
My history teacher is a really sweet gay mexican man, but two of the kids in my class liked to see him cry, once while my teacher was teaching his class a group of children made a racist comment about him "can you give us the coc@in- you have up your a$$ Mr. Gutiérrez?" my teacher began screaming at them and bawling his eyes out, the kids laughed like maniacs, then the teacher grounded them without recess, they got pissed. They stabbed the poor man with Scissors on the arm, (mind you i was in 3rd grade at the time, the kid was about 8 or 9) he screamed and cried, needless to say the police were called and we didnt see the boys for the rest of the school year. Mr Gutiérrez didn’t press charges, he was addmitted to the hospital for 2 days and i and some other children visited him, to this day he still teaches us history
Damn the kindergartener in story 7 was more mature than the older kid
I was always bullied for being the shortest kid in class. Like, easily 6 inches to a foot shorter than people a year younger than me. Then, at age 14, i hit my growth spurt. I grew over six inches in 9 months. Im now 16, and one of the tallest kids in my grade. And you better believe ive given everyone who was taller than me hell.
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UnderSparked, you are so kind and handle even the toughest story with a gentle hand. That said, I love kids and taught but found I had no gift for full classrooms so moved to a different form of teaching with small groups. But during my time teaching a full classroom I can assure you that even saints get those moments when seeing the children who constantly misbehave get their Karma and we teachers want to cheer. I do understand that so much goes into a child’s attitude and behavior so I am extremely compassionate. But nobody’s patience is eternal. Teaching taught me many things including how to curse in private whirl being bright and upbeat in class.
It's not just music where being a jerk is detrimental. Even A list actors will start to lose out when their reputation is that they're jerks and hard to work with. Nobody wants to hire a pain in the butt employee
Also let's face it: most gigs (musical or acting) do not require the absolute top talent, and there's a reasonable pool of second-tier talent, so you can only get away with being a jerk if you're on that top tier -- and you'd better hope you stay there if you do that.
that last story reminds me of a time in 3rd or 4th grade (think 9 y/o) when my class and the class next to ours were combined for a disciplinary lecture. Except for myself and around 10 other kids. We got to have lovely, unsupervised fun (i drew on the whiteboards, some kids drew or read, etc) while everyone else got reprimanded next door. When the classes were separated again, you could tell some kids had been crying. I never learned what they were told, I was just glad I wasn't there lol.
Story 17 looks like Depression
I went through my school years exactly like that. It was depression
Parents blaming everyone but their little darlings was standard when my mum taught. Every single week she'd reprimand someone, their parents came in swinging. Only time their lazy arses got off the couch
Speaking of plagiarism, I have a great story from my aunt, who is a retired teacher. See, my aunt and her sister/my mother both taught Language Arts (English class which also taught spelling, reading comprehension, and writing skills in addition to grammar) to seventh- and eighth-graders (usually ages 12-14). While my Mom got married and had children, my aunt didn’t do either. One time, my aunt assigned her students to write a simple children’s book. Most of them did the assignment successfully, but she read one student’s book and told her, “You didn’t write this.” The girl insisted that no, she really did write it, so my aunt told her, “I know you didn’t write this because I’ve read this story to my niece I don’t know how many times.” Yep, this student happened to plagiarize a book that my aunt had repeatedly read to me. She thought that my aunt didn’t read children’s books because she didn’t have children, but she was wrong.
Also, the salutatorian at my nephew’s high school graduation plagiarized parts of her graduation speech (and did it badly). The rumor was she had only gotten the position because her parents had some kind of influence at the school. I wonder what happened to her in college because I can’t see someone like that doing well with Mommy and Daddy not there to help her.
There was a kid in my 6 grade spainsh class that tried to be class clown, but his friends were the only ones laughing. The teacher was always annoyed by him but one time he went too far. He came late for the 14th time, and the teacher got mad. His allibi was that he was jumped and got his back stolen and sent to the special area. The teacher didn't let him go get, so the kid made his friend get his bag. IT'S WAS THE WRONG BACK THO. The teacher checked the bag to see if its his and then said after checking the folder "oh this is differently not yours it has passing grades!" The whole class laughed and started roasting him with the teacher we basically got a free period.
But did you roast him for an hour _in Spanish?_ Because if you did... why would the teacher want to interrupt a great lesson?
@mal2ksc some did, and some didn't my friend group laughed at him cause the spainish teacher had finally had enough of his BS
Okay, I gotta weigh in on story 15. I was a biter as a kid. I surprisingly never bit a stranger or classmates but family (little brother, cousins) fair game in my young child mind- this was about 16 or so years ago. One time I was playing with my mom and bit her... hard. So she bit me back, just as hard as I bit her. I haven't bitten anyone since.
Now before anyone cries, "abuse!" or something stupid like that - no. My mom isn't abusive, she was smart knowing that if I bit her then it was only a matter of time before some other kid bit me back. She just did it first and it hurt and taught me that, it DID hurt.
Regarding the second story, I need to address this term “lazy”: most people who are deemed lazy are actually either neurodivergent to a degree, suffer from some kind of PTSD, or both. A better word to describe these parents would be ‘disinterested;” or “entitled;” or “uncaring.”
Avoid teaching NOT to avoid kids but the parents.
The story of the flutist reminds me of this girl who was in my middle school orchestra class. Her name was Adriana, she was the first chair violist, and she was an absolute bitch. She was really good at her instrument, but she always berated me and the other members of the orchestra, even in front of our strict teacher. She always got to play at fancy public events, churches, and music groups for gifted kids, had multiple violas for every sort of event, always bragged about the fancy rosin and instrument cases and even an electric viola her mother bought her, all with an attitude my whole class hated and our teacher was disappointed in.
In 8th grade, Adriana got a terrible concussion from a softball game that hindered her viola-playing abilities and we all watched as she moved further down the chairs in the section up to the second to last chair. None of us had any empathy for her.
Adriana quit playing the viola in the middle of her freshman year of high school and actually got expelled in our sophomore year for attacking a student in another class with a pair of scissors. I don’t know where she is or if she’s still even around today.
One day at work, the doorknob to get out of our section came off in such a way that we could put it back and nothing looked wrong until you went to open the door. We were a secure area on a military base, so the door was rather substantial. The victim would be left holding the fixture and a bit off balance from putting in the usual effort to swing it open. We had a second exit, so nobody was locked in.
We had a delightful morning laughing at peoples’ reaction to the doorknob falling off in their hands when they tried to go through the door. Then I realized that I needed to leave for a doctor’s appointment, grabbed my purse and - yup - reached for that doorknob like an idiot. My office mates howled in mirth. I’m sure my face set a new record for redness that day. By the time I returned, maintenance had fixed the door.
My brother will get a plush basketball we have in our house, and then yell "BUCKETS!" and throw it at my head.
On the last story it’s not weird at all for the teacher to be happy they were upset. I teach 1-5 grade music and the tears usually only occur when they are at least somewhat remorseful or at the very minimum realize what they did wrong at this age. Often kids like this never get a single consequence or they’ll be good for one day and then they’re allowed to go on whatever field trip or do whatever fun thing. The fact that this principal actually stayed back with them shows great administration in the teachers, you can’t say what you want to get to misbehave so the fact that they actually have a consequence that’s some thing that truly makes teachers smile.
#18: Would be super karmic if it was Brandon who sent the prank bomb call and got himself caught
I have a story, I had a terrible classmate but they never gotten real karma. I’ll call them Charlotte. Autistic but had rotten behaviour and attitude, and because they were a special needs kid they got out of *everything* they did, going as far as shoving another classmate (left the school but I was friends with them) down the stairs, and just getting a small slap on the wrist not to do it again. The kid Charlotte shoved ended up in the hospital from a broken nose and wrist. Everything they did to other classmates (insulting, harassing, humiliating, kicking, punching, throwing things, list goes on), they faced barely any consequences.
I was Charlotte’s *best* friend for 2 years, ever since I went to the school. Didn’t realise how terrible they were. Everyone hated them, so when they saw I friended them, the classmates ignored me a lot. Little me didn’t know why. 2 years of being friends (even as friends they kick me, insults me, talks down at me, touches my stuff without consent, punches me and actually threw a table at me because I was winning in a quiz), one of the classmates in our class came up to me and asked if I want to be their friend and be in the friend group. Since I never really had any other friends other than Charlotte, I accepted.
The moment Charlotte realised, they rained hell over the friend group. More insults, more threats, more shaming. And the teachers did nothing, because “they are a special needs kid” “they’re autistic, don’t be so harsh”. In the two years I was actual friends with Charlotte I’ve went to their house a couple times. Their brothers were way better than them. Their mother and father were better than them. I don’t know how they got such rotten to the core attitude, and guess what? They disrespect their family as well. At that point, being around 14-17 years old, I decided to end the friendship. Didn’t realise no matter how much I tell them verbally. Ended up having to tell them through a chat. Next day of school, they threw a tantrum. A horrible fit. Threw things at me, threatened me, and wailing loudly throughout classes. Ended up suspended for a week but again faced little to no consequences. This wasn’t real karma since her other actions are forgotten, but the classmates (and most of our grade) felt extremely satisfied.
As the horrible student, Karma hit me everyday before I even made it to school.
Acting out because of abuse gang lol
that was me accept i didint act out twoards other kids really in the school
i just didint listen to the teacher and other stuff
18:33 What's with the fake ending?
Might be editing mistake
The field trip story: As a former substitute teacher that worked in a very similar situation, I completely understand OP's feelings. When you've dealt with disobedient, spiteful brats who want to ruin the class and you because they can (and don't like you or what you represent) for half a semester, something's gotta change. It's near abusive and torturous to be put in that situation.
I keep hearing "Was this really karmic justice or just consequences of their actions?" I don't get it, how is suffering the consequences of your actions not a form of karmic justice?
I think the idea of karmic justice, and the colloquial understanding anyway, is about people facing ironic Justice from a source unrelated to their actions.
Like, the basketball kid is probably probably one of the better examples in the video. They got hurt in the exact same way they were hurting others, but it wasn't because one of their victims got revenge, but rather because of an unrelated game that just so happened to be occurring at the same time.
I think most people online basically use karma as a synonym for "poetic Justice" or "poetic irony". It's not just about someone facing the consequences of their actions, but getting consequences in a manner that is ironic.
@@pennyforyourthots That makes sense.
On story 18 I was half expecting to hear Brandon turning out to be the kid who called the bomb threat 😅
Story 9: my best guess to explain why she escalated it so much trying to argue she didn't plagirise is, she probably didn't just copy it word for word, she paraphrased the whole thing and tried to argue up until the end that it's similar out of pure coincidence because the subject of the essay is the same.
"Is this karmic justice or is this just consequences?"
...That's what karmic justice is. When you do something bad, something bad will happen to you, and vise versa. Disobeying teacher? Bad action. Piglet brain in your mouth? Bad result
Not kids, but adults in trade school.
My younger brother went to trade school to be a welder. There were these 2 loud mouth, obnoxious guys in his class who bragged about "how much experience" they already had and how "this class is justa formality." One played the same 5 songs on a Bluetooth speaker at all times and the other was just a comdemsemding no it all.
My brother found out they had make a bet against him completing the course. One bet he would be gone by Chrostmas and the other said he would be gone by Thanksgiving. They even put hundreds of dollars against him.
Come the last class. One of the two had dropped out because of too many absences and the other dropped out because he couldn't keep up with the work. Out of a class of 35, only 6 graduated. One was my bro who outlasted them both and now works at the largest vehucle breaking system air tank producer in the world and has been for over a year and a half.
Your brother should've taken the bet money from them before they left
unsure how people make it to higher education like that and don't get their shit rocked
Your brother sounds cool, congrats!
I had three horrible, privileged boys in the 90s when i taught history.
They all died in their early 20s.
I teach college online.
I have caught a bunch of students plagirizing from the SAME source. Let's just say, a dictionary would be better.
Anyway, there was a student who was not good. The writing looked like it was run through google translate a BUNCH. That sort of garbled. I was pretty sure this student was cheating all semester. Lo and behold, they turned in their last assignment and suddenly there was a span of 3-5 coherent sentences that I recognized from another commonly used cheat source for that particular assignment.
I also caught the little sh!t using that other common source too btw.
Student ended up threatening me with harm AND mouthing off in written form. Needless to say, this student screwed themselves BIG TIME.
I’ll admit, I missed the bit in story 16 that mentioned it being a college dissection class, so I thought the guy was acting out because he was a high schooler. I guess that just goes to show just how juvenile he was acting.
In 3rd grade, I was the victim of a Serial Biter...he bit me in front of everyone so I bit back...and unfortunately for him, I've always had VERY strong jaw muscles so he left a minor mark and I left a MASSIVE bruise (I didn't break his skin, I held my bite back slightly)...
His Parents came in and raised Unholy HELL about their Prefect Angel getting bitten, and the Principal showed them the MASSIVE file detailing ALL the kids he's bitten, punched and otherwise Bullied and told them that they have a choice, they can either accept the 2 week Suspension for biting me or this file will be given to CPS and they can explain themselves to CPS...they took the Suspension...
what was there reaction
@@xOrionNebula2708 Lots of screaming, threats of Lawsuits and cursing but they knew if CPS got involved, they were absolutely FUCKED! so they accepted the Suspension...When he came back 2 weeks later, their kid was still a bully and a brat, but at least he stopped biting people (as far as I know anyway)...I know MY life was a lot calmer since he left me alone after that...he did NOT want me to be forced to bite him again...😄😁😆😅😂🤣
He disappeared again 3 months later for another week and according to rumour he got suspended again for hitting another kid but I don't know if that was true or not...he might have been on Vacation or recovering from an illness, I don't know since we were not friends and I didn't talk to him unless I absolutely had to for a school assignment...
Wait why did the video have a fake ending lmao
I thought I was tripping
@@cupidshuffles8498 I'm taking a walk and I put this on thinking "30 minutes will almost get me home" so when that happened I thought I entered a time-warp lmao
He extended the average video length recently, so I’m guessing this was a shorter backlog episode that he extended and forgot to cut out the old outro
The story about the kid beating the bully over a coke reminds me of my bully in middle school. He would constantly be a pain in everyone's ass, hurt people, ect. One winter i had enough and "lost traction on the ice" and body checked him hard. He went to the teacher, we both went to the principles office, gave our statements and told our side of the story. But due to his bad habits and constantly getting in trouble, and me being the Innocent one who never did anything, we both got detention instead of suspension.
i think in the last story the teacher is much happier that the kids now get consequences they do not shrug off, and the crying reflects that, rather than the kids crying by itself
Tell me about hardcore nuns! I went to an all-girls Catholic boarding high school. My dorm just wouldn’t shut up at night. A few weeks into the school year six nuns and four novices burst through the door just after the last student was in bed. They proceeded to sing all night, literally. Next day we were falling asleep in class and punished for doing so.
My uncle apparently had a tantrum problem growing up, until one day my nanna lay on the ground and started rolling around in a tantrum as well. "No mummy, no!" No tantrums after that.
I was the kid in 3rd grade who had a group of "friends" that bullied me.
One day, I was playing kickball or something at recess, and the ball went way out of the field, so I went to go get it. The three girls had gotten the ball decided to play keep away/monkey in the middle with me--just laughing in my face, making fun of me, laughing harder the more frustrated I got. I was also going through my parents divorcing at the time, so I had some real untreated anger, although it never resulted in any behavioral issues. I was a generally good kid. But apparently, I just snapped. I don't remember much except grabbing one of the girls by the arm of her jacket and whipping her to the ground--so of course they run to tell the teacher, and she goes to the principal. I learned years later from my mom that my teacher and principal were a little at a loss, because while they couldn't condone my violence, they also were more aware of the bullying dynamic than most teachers would have been and were of the opinion that those girls had had it coming. They had to do something, so I spent maybe one or two recesses on the "naughty bench," which in retrospect was a really lenient punishment for fighting, particularly for instigating it--although this was a hot minute ago, so I feel like it would be different now. Anyway, it's why I joke that I have a perfect win record for fights, and it was 3 on 1--being eight years old and filled with Broken Home Rage notwithstanding.
If story 7 was remade into a movie, I'd laughing my ass off over a recreation of that scene.
This a story from a student:
So I went from the actual best class in the school, like every teacher actually loved to teach our class, and we were called amazing, the best etc. Then next year, I join Year 5, and had the worst class in the school. I joined the class with a 4 others from my old class, and I was considered that one good boy, with some other goodies. One of the new additions to the class (There were 10 newbies) was a boy (Nah really, it’s not a co-ed). Yeah he was horrible, such a bad student to the point my mind couldn’t understand how this child worked. This dude also has some sort of problem with another kid who had ADHD. Anyway one day my teacher said “I quit.” (Okay not really it was her first year) and gave him a consequence. A consequence was basically you lose a lunch break and you must write in the diary we have, so your parents know you got a consequence. I have been there at that time for 7 years, dude hadn’t even been there a term and already got one! It doesn’t sound bad and it really isn’t, but my guy bowled his eyes out. (Don’t worry, so would I). And to make it worse for him, it was MY birthday and a gave doughnuts to my whole class. So while he was writing down in his diary, the rest of my class and even 3 of my friends from other classes got one too (ooh and my teacher). lol.
im the student but there was a kid in 5th grade that was a "cool kid" he sat next to me in 2 out of the 3 classrooms and he always did s@&$ he would say random crap and he was supposably strong so one day i had finally had enough i flipped his desk and said "fight me bitch" out loud in reading class he was like "ok ill fight you" i started punching him and quickly he was sorry i didnt care tho he made his grave he just needed some encouragement to hop in the reading teacher didn't care because he had done so much in her class, an hour later he had 3 broken bones and his arm was dislocated. lets say he was not so annoying any more. ( i did get called to the principle by the math teacher because he was her 4th fav pet) sorry this is so long
The one Story about plagiarism reminded me of something happening at my work. I worked as a secretary in an institute for medical history and ethics. One of my job was to collect the papers for the semester from medical students and give them to the tutors/professors. In my country it is mandatory for students to take that class and write a half-a** paper about an ethical topic. For reference they where provided with literature for their work and it was not mandatory for them to do their own research. I have written more elaborate and complex papers in my archeology studies back in the day in every single semester. So really all these students had to do was to hand in a paper that showed they had at least read the literature. Still there where those who where cheating. There was this girl who got 0 points by the professor because she plagiarized. She still had the guts to go to said professor and complain. Turns out the professor only knew about the plagiarism because the original paper that was ripped of was HERS! This student was dumb enough to plagiarize one of the people who would grade her paper, and then whine about it when she was caught. I am not sure what happened after that but I know she got chewed out for good.
In Queensland Australia not so long ago, a relative completed her 4 year teacher university course. In her third year, she referenced an earlier work she'd written in her first year. She got a plagiarism strike, because she didn't cite her source. Kinda weird.
lmao most reddit stories just read it out but I love that you actually comment on it and its really nice and breaks it up a bit, keep up the good work, you earned a subscriber
Europapa by Joost Klein is the best song out of all Eurovision songs this year, it's also my absolute favorite since I'm also a gabber fan.
story 9: it wouldn't be the first time somebody is accused of plagiarism while being innocent. hell... I even hear about a case were somebody was accused of plagiarism over a book he had wrote himself!!!
story 14: I was tired of being bullied at school, when I changed schools I found that one of my classmates was nicknamed "the bull" and had the strenght to match. a couple weeks after school began, we had a fight. nobody got injured and we ended more or less friends. best part of all, nobody was suicidal enough to bully me.
I (f) was bullied in grade 6 badly by three boys. Verbal harrassment, often sexual content, also per phone and pen. Teacher was informed and she didn’t do anything. Next year new teacher! He ended it in days! Kicked out all tree over the next two years over poor performance in class. He didn’t even have to try, just play their dump.
18:30 seems like you mixed up where the outro was supposed to be?
“But I also wouldn’t plagiarize”
Meanwhile he has taken hundreds of comment answers to question as well as r/askreddit post questions without crediting any of the commenters or the people who made the post and placed them into videos he definitely intends to be monetized.
well your not wrong, nor right, just depends on your point of view tbh.
@@georgegatehouse88 it’s not about point of view. Plagiarism is not properly sourcing and crediting your resources
You have a fantastic background voice, a nice even tone without being robot or monotone
15:48 reminds me of how I was mortal enemies with one kid I knew in kindergarten. Then after kindergarten we were just best friends. If I remember correctly, we became friends after a time we both got in trouble and had to sit in the principal's office.
He is a Chinese student, like the majority of students in the school, (teachers are mixed race, the only Chinese teachers are those who were going to teach Chinese, the rest are either white, black, other Asian ethnicities) which is primarily focused on teaching the Chinese language. However, there are also non-Chinese students who are interested in learning the language.
, only for his to exhibit racist behavior towards non-Chinese students and resorted to severe bullying. 7 years later after his High School years , it was announced in our group chat by one of our former teachers, that he himself became a victim of racial attacks in Texas and was murdered.
Lol the video above this one has the come a little closer ad on a subway station meme as the thumbnail
As an adult, I started working at a psych. hosp. As you progressed you got more education/training. One of the workers was a paramedic or EMT I don't remember anymore. It came time to take a quiz on I believe it was First Aid material. This worker boasted that she didn't need to take the quiz that she was sure to "ACE IT" because of her status. So we all took the quiz. We then exchanged papers and graded the other person's quiz while the teacher read off the answers. Well, you'll never guess who miserably failed the quiz. She was eating humble pie the rest of the day.
it looks like a lot of kids became rude smug or lazy or anything else because of their parents just not being good at parenting (._.)
On that "consequences or Karma" thing most of the bad thing happening to bad people is due to their own doing, or their negative traits, like if someone is a narcissistic fool and overstates what he can do and it strikes him back it is his fault
This one spans a little over 7 or 8 years, but there was this kid at my primary school. We're both autistic, and it's year 5. some shit leads to another, but a certain type of assault nearly happened to me due to this kid, and after everything got taken to the principal back then, we were kept away from each other and the kid somehow wasn't expelled. Fast forward to year 10 orientation, where this kid is at the same school campus as me, and I know he had still been a bit of a problem child from the couple of times I encountered his dad, who I was on ok terms with whenever we encountered each other. For context my school had 3 campuses, I had been going to the Prep-9 campus since year 7, the kid had been going to the 7-9 campus and then there was the single 10-12 campus. Second last day of year 10 orientation, and he tries BRIBING ME TO GO OUT ON A DATE and while I take the money offered and say I'll think about it (The fun part is I never got back to him on that so free cash for me) he takes that to think we're dating and invites himself to where me and my ACTUAL friends are hanging out. Some stuff happens and he gives me a panic attack with something he says to my friends and I go to the library common area to hide out for 55 of the 60 minutes of the lunch hour, with my friends figuring out where I was quickly and understanding. Fast forward another year to year 11 where after the disaster that was COVID, me and one of my friends were both basically told we won't cut it in VCE and to take VCAL instead, which we did and both ended up in the same class. Problem was, we were in the same class as the kid (My friend had to put up with him the year prior) and the thing is *the kid had gotten worse since primary school* and I already was having to put up with him before and after school where I wanted to tear my hair out (Honestly it might have been this reason I started going to our wellbeing wednesday thing the school hosted) and after a multitude of incidents HE NEVER GOT IN TROUBLE FOR BECAUSE OF HIS AUTISM (Keep in mind I never got any special leeway for also having autism so I actually tried to stay out of trouble), including attacking a couple of my friends and breaking school property, if anyone has seen me discussing this before, they'll know the next part, but this kid starts off my day by calling me slurs less than 20 minutes after the first period starts, and I at the time had my fair share of mental health struggles so just requested to leave the room for a bit so I didn't punch him (First and second period are 100 minutes altogether so don't be suprised by me using second period after this) after I was in a conversation with some people that he wasn't a part of, then he basically told the class to kill themselves 40 minutes after for most of the rest of the second period because of the conversation continuing, leading to me having another panic attack. This kid ALSO attacked a teacher, and the death threats were audible by people in the next building over, as my friends all knew what was happening even before me and my friend in my class were talking about it on discord. One of our friends who had dropped out the prior year came up to hang out with us during recess where I am shaking like a leaf in fear, and I have to get pulled out of school after recess by my parents due to the panic attack
Both me and my parents let out cheers when we heard he'd been expelled, my mum especcally. Karma finally had caught up to the kid. His parents actually had to apologize, having to contact the friend who had dropped out (Said friend ALSO went to the same primary school as me and the kid, so were and still to this day, friends) who relayed the news when I had come over on the weekend for a school formal we were going to
last one was just so wholesome for the teacher and the kids to feel what school could be like with no lazy kids
(Edit) story timee! so this story is around school just like the same story but from the horrible students view, lets begin
i was around 4-6 when this happened and LOVED being at home, I did not like school AT ALL.
so i was just starting school but i loved it for the first 1-2 weeks because there was no homework but then it felt like a truck hit me when i discovered homework.
Next year, same thing but harder homework and harder work, kinda shouted and cried about it sometimes and throw chairs, karma still haven't show up for some reason.
Next year, I HATED IT, probably my least fav year in primary school out of the 7 there, this time i had to get taken out of school, been slapped by my mum, or had to talk to the principal.(i was antisocail and i still am)
next year, my teacher was GREAT, I was much calmer and loved school I was one of the smartest there (and in last year) and it was great, i had an assistant to help me but she left in the first few weeks of the new school year because she had a baby (i also had her last year)
next year, she did come back but my teacher left for the same reason and we got a teacher that says gen-z slang like slay and others (the Vice principal also said slay lol)
and thats it whole. no karma hit me at all, over all 5 years of school aint so bad (i forgot 6th and 7th ) probs this story 7.5/10
12:19 Ok, it’s one thing to be narcissistic, but to think you are equivalent to a god among men is just absurd. That kid told a girl to end herself *over a musical instrument.* I don’t know how those people make it very far without that behavior corrected. But, I’m glad he got the justice he deserved. On another note, great video!
for me people who tell other people to kill themselves other then to try and say it to the person who often says that to other people to possibly make them realize "yea i really didint like that" and possibly realize as well is "oh i have been saying this to other people" other then that reason they will for ever be ALIEN to me
i dont like arguing and i dont like bullying either the only time i will argue or throw insults is to try and knock some sense into some person who has no idea that there actions really can harm others or that being disrespectful is not okay
That nun who bit the child reminds me of a story about my mom.
When my mom and her brother (who's younger than her) were really small, my uncle had a habit of biting my mom. My mom complained to my grandma, who got fed up with it. So she layed my uncle down, pulled up his shirt, bit him hard on his stomach and told him not to do it again. He definitely stopped after that lol
15:50 Yes, friendships between boys can start in strange ways.
There were two boys at my school that seemingly hated each other. One day, they started a fight. It hadn't gone beyond the pushing stage when a teacher appeared. We froze. "Wait there," he said, and walked off. Then he came back with a chair, sat down and said, "OK, let's see what you've got."
I should probably explain that this was a LONG time ago. Nowadays he'd get fired for encouraging boys o fight.
Anyway, the fight was on, and we watched the free show. It lasted about a minute before the teacher called a halt. He grabbed each boy buy the collar and said, "I hereby declare that a draw. Now have you both got it out of your systems?"
"Yes sir," both boys said.
The boys were best friends after that.
16:36 That's how my mom stopped me. I apparently was a biter. After doing it one day, my mom bit me back. I looked at her shocked and she said something like, "Hurts, doesn't it? That's what it feels like when you bite me!" Never bit her again.
I am not in a good class. Despite supposedly being the "best" class of the grade, discipline is a constant problem and nobody ever respects anyone. Everything sounding remotely close to a nickname of others could easily trigger a burst of laughter that evolves into mayhem, not to mention that half the class has got nicknames, some even more than one. A former classmate of mine is pretty devilish, one year older than us and apparently "connected to gangs". He's known for being a pain for teachers already and would even beat up his own dad. He'd always tell others to make fun of me and mess me up, while he sat in the back with a good laugh. One time, during class, I suddenly smelled a funny smell and my seat was feeling strangely warm. Turns out the bully smuggled a lighter to school and told the guy behind me to burn my seat during class. When I told the teacher, half the class burst into laughter, someone suggesting that "someone in the back did it with a magnifying glass". It's clear that they're just making me a laughingstock again. Well, I've had enough. Went straight to the guy behind me during recess and told him we're both in senior high and he could face legal consequences for his actions. Said we're both the victims and I'll let it slide if he let his parents help me get rid of the bully, but would sue him for attempted arson otherwise. Teachers are equally fed up with the bully's bs. Soon, he left the school and never returned. At some point, he threatened that he'll "get back at me if he's suspended because of this". He never did. I never saw him again.
20:42
It happens! Both my grandparents are amazing as is my mom, but my aunt still turned out to be a malignant narcissist. I swear some folks are just born that way.
This kid though sounds like he was addicted to his device.
That last story. Kevin sounded like a serial killer in the making.