Rohit Geereddy

Professor Blair

UWRT 1104

3 February 2019

My Least Favorite Teacher

I was so excited to start my senior year of high school, until I got my schedule and saw

who I had as my teacher, Ms. D. I heard so many rumors about her, I had no idea what to do. As

I walked into her classroom, the only thing I could see was the projector running with the seating

chart displayed on the whiteboard, the lights were off and the blinds were down, it was hard to

see where everything was. The bell rang, and I saw a 60-year-old woman walk in with a hot pink

Peppa Pig backpack and a large coffee from McDonalds. Ms. D. wore dress with black and white

dots. She had on a pair of crocs that squeaked every time she took a step. As she mumbled,

“good morning class,” and turned on the lights, I looked around and the walls were bare, her

desk was cluttered, the supply table only had two pencils and three pieces of graph paper on it,

and all the worried faces in the room. Ms. D. continued to take attendance and introduced

herself. She gave us a brief rundown on how the class would be structured and begin to explain

the concept of a flipped classroom. From that day on, I knew Ms. D. was not going to be the best

teacher, as the semester went on, I noticed her lack of communication, time management and

knowledge that cut my education short.

Ms. D. was never seemed to manage her time wisely, I had her first period and she would

always walk in two minutes after the bell. The papers would all over the place and she would

spend about five minutes organizing them before she started class. Even before tests, she would
never have them organized and ready to go so we would lose time on the test. One day, she

planned a test on a day we had a fire drill. All teachers would be noticed a week in advance on

when the fire drill would happen and the exact times, and she still planned a test that fully aware

of the fire drill. She never graded our quizzes on time, so none of us would know how we did on

the quiz, and what we need to focus on in order to study for the upcoming test. Her board was

always empty, she would never write the objective of the day or what our homework was down.

Ms. D. stated, “I do not have time to write down things, I will say it once and only once, so make

sure you note it.” Ms. D. never seemed to have her time planned out, which hurt our education.

Another thing Ms. D. never did was communicate with anyone. If we asked her a

question over email, she would take days to respond back to us, and when she would respond, it

would only parietally answer the question. If a parent were to email her asking about their

children’s grades, she would not respond to the email and tell us that we should be mature

enough to talk to our parents about our grades. She never understood why they were emailing

and refuse to email back. Ms. D. refused to schedule parent teacher conferences because she

thought we were too old for them, she would tell us, “there’s a reason I don’t teach elementary

school, I don’t want to talk to your parents.” When the other teachers would have meetings to

schedule the next test, Ms. D. would not go and just do her own thing. We would be falling

behind in class because she would move the test back every time. Her lack of communication

would shorten our education.

Lastly, Ms. D. lacked the most important thing needed, knowledge. If we went up to her

to ask a question, she would take ten minutes to try to figure it out and explain it to us, and if she

was unable to figure it out, she would ask us to go downstairs to another teacher for help. Her

projector would break at least once a week because she did not know how to turn it off, a student
would have to run down to the library and wait for them to fix it or give us another one which

would waste more of our time. Ms. D’s daughter would upload all of our homework

assignments, so we were able to read and watch the videos necessary for class, because she did

not know how to upload them herself. Her PowerPoints from class would take at least two days

to be put up because she never could figure it out. When Ms. D. would put grades in, she would

constantly be messing them up because she would give us a 7/100 or a 70/10. Her lack of

knowledge cut my education short because the time spent trying to figure small things out.

Even though Ms. D. was not the greatest teacher, she did introduce an important concept

that I would need for the rest of my college career and maybe even life. The concept of a flipped

classroom. A flipped classroom is where you learn the material the night before the lecture and

come to class ready to review and clarify anything you didn’t understand. Ms. D. said this was

how most of her professors structured writing classes in college and that whatever she was

currently teaching back then, would help us prepare for it. I initially didn’t enjoy the idea or

believe her, but after I got to college, I realized how lucky I was to already know my strengths

and weaknesses within a flipped classroom learning environment. I am glad she introduced us

to this because without that, I would not have gotten a high grade in my class. Even though, Ms.

D. was not the greatest teacher, I have learned many life lessons from her class and I will never

forget the impact she has made on my life.