You never want to share your private business. It can be really embarrassing. But if you're caught disrespecting the teacher by passing notes in class, you may just have to air your dirty laundry for all to hear.
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I don't know if this is the best but it's pretty profound. I usually ignored note-passing. If a student didn't want to pay attention but wasn't bothering anyone else I was cool. In the age of cell phones notes were kind of outdated anyway. So I had this student who could do origami like a boss and he was always making all kinds of animal figures and cool shapes that I would put on the cork board behind my desk. This one day he is getting his fold on and is completely focused and not paying attention. Before I know it, class is over and it's on my desk. He stops on the way out of my class and says, "You're gonna wanna read that." I read it and he asking for lunch money cause his mom took off and he was hungry. It hurts being a teacher some days.
I was in eighth grade and it was a hot, sunny day in mid May. I wrote "it's snowing" on a piece of paper and showed it to my friend sitting next to me, who immediately looked out the window. We both laughed because obviously it wasn't snowing. Then he and I laughed when I showed it to another student and they immediately looked out the window. And so on until most of the class is in on the joke, and watching as I show the piece of paper to the next unwitting fool. Almost every student knows what's going on, when my teacher sees that I'm showing this piece of paper to everyone and making them laugh. She walks over to my desk, looks down at the piece of paper that says "it's snowing" and instinctively looks out the window. The entire class bursts out in laughter.
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When I was teaching college classes, I caught two of the girls whispering, so I told them "If you're going to tell secrets, you need to share with the rest of the class." (I taught preschool before this). She looked right at me, and said, without the slightest embarrassment, "I was just telling her that I think you have a cute butt."
I was teaching a Communications class, and we were discussing communications in the workplace, and I looked down at the textbook. After seeing what the next section was, I said "Ok, moving on to the next section, titled 'Sexual Harrassment'." Everyone roared with laughter.
A couple weeks later, at a baseball game paid for by the school, she came on to me really hard, with my fiancee right there.
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Another non-teacher here, but my 7th grade teacher typically always wore a dress shirt to class and looked very presentable but this day he had his sleeves rolled up. Now, everyone loved this teacher but my immediate though was to write a note to my friend sitting beside me that his arms were super hairy, and that note was passed back and forth with us cracking jokes about it. Nothing malicious or overly mean, just that we didn't think he'd have such hairy arms.
We eventually got caught, and between classes he took us aside and warned us to not pass notes, and since this was the first time this happened he would toss it out without reading it and let us go. Well, a couple months go by and he decides to wear short sleeves again, and his arms were noticeably less hairy. I know 12 year olds don't have the greatest moral compass but to this day I still feel so bad that my dumb*ss little note might have made him so self-conscious about something so unimportant. I'm sorry Mr. Fifield, wherever you are now :(
When You're The Best Of Friends
I taught for a decade in a really rough area. I intercepted a lot of notes and was pretty shameless in public humiliation of my kids. I read a lot of a bad stuff out loud.
However, one really nice moment that stands out was when the super popular bubbly latina girl sat next to the stereotype depressed weird white theater band girl. I see them passing notes which is really uncharacteristic. The band girl seemed off and upset, but I let it go because it seemed like there was something going on more, and the latina girl was a really nice kid. I didn't think she was bullying or anything.
I had the girls stay after for a second, and asked them what was up. The latina girl said, "I was worried about her, she looked sadder than usual. So I wanted to make sure she's cool." I asked the other girl if that's what was happening and she said yep, and showed me the notes, which was a really heart felt convo about boys, relationships and feeling lonely. It was so damned sweet.
I asked if they needed more time, and they both said yes. I could get them excused from their next class and they asked if they could chill and talk more? I said sure, because you bet your ass wellness and mental health is a fuck-ton more important than curriculum.
They really had a moment, and it seemed to help them both. This was as 10th graders. I got to see them really develop a nice friendship over the next few years.
Go girls! Wherever you are now, I hope you're still friends and I'm glad I could help facilitate that.
An anonymous question to the class - In health class in freshman year of high school, we had to anonymously write questions about sexuality and the reproductive process--and the teacher would pull out a random card, read the question, and respond with a textbook answer.
Said teacher was very religious, and very open about her faith in a way that almost seemed patronizing. So I was surprised when she pulled out and read a card that said "what does the word c*nt mean?"
She look at the card, looked at us all calm, and then proceeded to pull up Wikipedia and other web media to inform us of the origin of the word, it's connotation, and how it's used differently around the world. I was kind of shocked that she just wanted us to know what it meant, as if to say 'don't look like a dumb *ss if you want to use this word in a sentence.'
One day in middle school right around when the Nintendo Wii came out, you could add other friends online for certain compatible online Wii games by sharing a serial code of like 16 numbers or something around there. Sitting in the back of our 7th period science class, 3 of my friends and I started to exchange and write down our Wii serial codes on a small piece of paper. We'd pass it down and share it as we passed it and copy them in our notebooks.
Our teacher pauses his lecture as he looks at us, he just gets up from the front of the class, walked to our row where the 4 of us sat, put his hand out to my buddy for the paper with all of our serial codes on in, takes a moment to glance at it only to see a matrix of random numbers followed by the first letter of our names. He then glances up at us and then to my buddy with the most dumbfounded stare, squints, and asked "is this some kind of joke? Cause I'm clueless on this one..."
My buddy that had to explain ourselves saved us all the embarrassment and said I'll explain after class as he blushed.
Luckily our teacher was a really cool dude and was fine with that answer and told us to just put it away. We told him after class and he understood but also said he was expecting some sort of elaborate code that we were encrypting messages in haha
Not a teacher but there was one teacher who was really cool, but still took his teacher job seriously. One lesson there is a note being passed around. Because of the giggling he sharpened his senses and honed in on the note's location and intercepted the handoff. Did that getting ready for a speech cough, opened the note and laughed. The note said, "giggle and pass it on."
There was another time he intercepted a note that said, "Happy Birthday Mr. _____"
Student, not the teacher. In my college thermodynamics class the professor said that he didn't care if we got a text message in class, however he did care if we had our ringers on. So his rule was that if you got a text message and your phone went off loud enough for the whole room to hear it, you had two options. You could either read the text out loud to the whole class, or you could bring in donuts for everyone at the next class (there were about 20 of us).
Of course everyone keeps their phones on silent, so it never happens... until smack dab in the middle of one of the exams, when the Professor's phone gets a text message and rings out loud and clear in the middle of the exam. Professor freezes, takes one look at his phone as we all start giggling, and says "Guess I'm bringing you guys all donuts on Wednesday". (They were delicious).
My Freshman year of HS, we had a student teacher for Algebra. This poor dude was terrified of public speaking. I don't think he made eye contact with any of us. Anyway...one day he catches someone passing a note. He demands that it be handed over. He unfolds it and reads it aloud:
"My dick's erect."
The whole class busted out laughing. The supervising teacher was horrified. But this guy was perplexed. He had a strange, puzzled look on his face. He read it again, with conviction.
By now, people are crying and choking from laughing so hard, but not him. He was still confused. Our normal Algebra teacher snatched the paper out of his hand, probably fearing a lawsuit or something. She managed to crack a smile and then join the laughter when she read the note, which had 3 words scrawled on it:
My Dixie Wrecked
Mr. Kirkpatrick, where ever you are, thank you for one of my fondest high school memories.
Not a teacher. Someone in my class had a cold and wiped their snot into a scrap piece of paper, as they didn't have a tissue. They then scrunched it up and left it on the side of their desk. Teacher saw this, thought it was a note and grabbed the paper, going through the usual fanfare of 'the importance not passing notes around'. The look on her face when she opened it was priceless.
Not a teacher, but when I was in high school, I started a note from the back row of the class, which was passed and read by nearly everyone in the class. The teacher grabbed it as it went past him, when there was only 3 people left who hasn't read it. I think he was going to read it out to the class, but he looked at it before he read it. All the note said was that the zip on his pants was down. With all respect to him, he calmly zipped up and continued teaching.
My then-fiancee was a high school math teacher.
One day she thought she saw a note being passed, but she wasn't sure, so she waited. Then she thought she saw it again. Finally she saw it, walked over, and took it.
It was a wedding card, signed by half of the class before she took it.
Edit: Yes, she's now my wife.