In life, we sometimes encounter teachers who are so kind that you hope that they can stay forever at your school and some who are so harsh that you wish they weren't teaching here. Yes, I've had that feeling when I was young in elementary. This third grade teacher I had...well I hate to talk about since it happened so long ago. Long story short, she never liked me and she kind of made the whole class dislike me. What I did was I told the principal that she had hit me just so that i can transfer out of her class. It worked and i was out. But then i met this woman who was kind of nice until she started to reveal more of how she feels about me. These people never wanted me to be successful in elementary. One year, I felt like I was constantly being plagued because of what I did. But then i try to justify it by saying that it was her fault because if she had not asked the class if she scared me after yelling at me saying,"Write your name! Did I scare him?" Yeah that's right. After a few days she still tried to be mean to me. When I laughed, she called me mentally ill or crazy. I cried so many times. One time when she patted me on the shoulder, I used that as an opportunity to get revenge, to have her punished. I wanted to know how much she had caused me and how many times I have cried.