This is why I liked college way more than HS. You could bring in a full ass burger combo and chow down during a lecture and nobody gave any shits. As long as you didn’t make much noise and the food wasn’t too fragrant.
But teachers like this in any level of education can fuck right off. People have shit going on and you don’t know their story. Maybe they’re diabetic and need something to bring their blood glucose up, or they have some kind of anxiety or other disorder that snacking can help with… As long as they’re not disturbing the rest of the class, leave it alone.
I agree, but that poor person who manages their anxiety by eating is in for a rough time…
Yeah, that would be me.
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A friend of mine use to be a teacher. He sided with the student when the student needed to carry an eppy pen around and the school’s zero tolerance policy said the pen needed to be stored at the nurse’s office. According to the friend, the principal didn’t care about getting sued over a possible student death.
One semester I had class from 9am to 6pm. Being able to eat lunch in class was a godsend.
Damn, one class was 9 hours??
One every hour for that time. (Choir was 2 hours but same difference)
One time in high school, they banned ketchup because people were taking too much, so a friend of mine brought bottles of ketchup to share, and he got detention. Kids were protesting. It was crazy.
In teaching college level courses I wouldn’t ask, but I would strongly encourage students to share their food. With me. I like cashews, and jerky.
(P.S. it works even if they didn’t bring food, someone brought cupcakes once after I made a joke and we had a fun day).
Teacher here… band teacher here. Where… you know, you don’t want food and shit getting in the instruments.
If a kid did this, I’d die. Way to go man, hand out some cashews. Sometimes you have to reward the commitment to the bit.
I always joke when kids are late ( holding food evidence that is why theyre late) that if they didn’t bring enough for everyone, then they’d better bring some for me. Well, egg on my face. One day a kid showed up with a shamrock shake for me. “welcome back” was all I could say 😂
Why don’t you just tell them to stop eating the food? I don’t get why the other bit needs to be added.
I don’t like the weird power games teachers like to play.
I ruined my high school economy teacher’s lesson on supply and demand, in which demand goes down as supply becomes over saturated, because the lesson included an analogue in the form of a big bag of Milky Way bars. He selected me first and asked if I wanted a candy but I had to eat the whole thing right there. I did. “You want another? Same rules.” And this went on until I ate the entire fucking bag.
What was supposed to happen was you’d get sick of eating the candy and no longer want one. But I’m a huge fat fuck and didn’t have lunch that day. Didn’t get sent to the office or anything, but he was kinda pissed.
A very accurate debunking of trickle down economics. He should have been thanking you.
I was handed detention only once in high school. I don’t remember what for, but it was some political bullshit with the teacher in question who didn’t like me, so there was no actual legitimate reason.
As part of the busywork they force you to do there you had to fill out a form and complete a writing prompt which asked, verbatim and in full, “Explain in your own words why you are here.” This was supposed to be punishment. Well, these dumb half-literate motherfuckers weren’t smart enough to include some important context in that prompt, so I started with the big bang and worked forward from there. I filled both sides of that stupid photocopied piece of paper before the detention monitor stopped me an kicked me out early.
I assume word got around about the smartass, because I was not given detention ever again. I suppose they figured out it wasn’t effective on me.
