My second grade teacher had a nervous breakdown - during class.
I felt so sorry for her. We had this kid in class who never sat down, never stopped talking, sassed back, refused to obey, he picked on the other kids. He pulled my hair once, but never did that again - I didn't get in trouble for slugging him, I don't think it was reported to the principle. His name was Dickey W. and it was about 1 month into the school year, on a particularly trying day, she totally lost it: yelling at Dickey (I think she used a swear word
) slammed her fist down on her desk and broke the glass desk topper. She told us all to stay where we were, sit quietly and do our worksheet. She went next door and got one of the 3rd grade teachers to take over and never came back to the classroom - never saw her again. The principle came to the room about 1/2 hour after she left and got Dickey, he never returned to the class either. The 3rd grade room had 2 classes with 2 teachers, but they could open a folding wall between the 2 rooms to make a single class. That was a pretty cool.
I felt so sorry for her. We had this kid in class who never sat down, never stopped talking, sassed back, refused to obey, he picked on the other kids. He pulled my hair once, but never did that again - I didn't get in trouble for slugging him, I don't think it was reported to the principle. His name was Dickey W. and it was about 1 month into the school year, on a particularly trying day, she totally lost it: yelling at Dickey (I think she used a swear word
