My grade 4 teacher took my desk away because I would draw on it. I was to sit on the floor for months as my punishment. (Deserved or not, to an 8 year old this was really embarrassing.)
My grade 7 teacher went into my desk to go through my folder of (admittedly angsty) art without my permission, then went to my mother. Because of her I was forced to see the school psychiatrist regularly.
My grade 8 teacher told me art could never be a career and that I would end up without any worth, working somewhere trashy for my whole life.
My grade 9 teacher ripped up my entire art folder because I was drawing in class, after bawling in front of everyone she then chased me into the washroom to lecture me while I hid to cry in a stall.
My grade 10 teacher didn’t believe I had painted something by myself, she told me it was plagiarism and gave me zero. When it was in fact 100% mine.
This is just few of many.
Thirteen years have passed and I am ashamed to admit that any of this still affects me. These instances for which I am sure are insignificant to any of you shook my confidence, sucked the passion out of my only escape, and made me feel as if my hobby was wrong, worthless, and should be hidden; and for that I will never forgive them.
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i have this tick where my hands have to be constantly moving or i get really uncomfortable (it’s also why i do origami) so sometimes i’d doodle in my notebook and i can look at any old doodle and tell you what i was learning when i was drawing it becuase that’s how i concentrated
Reason why I don’t creative write as much as I used to anymore.
Had to do a diary piece from a character from Of Mice and Men.
100% mine, 100% emotional
Teacher said it was plagiarism.
Told me to write something completely unrelated - didn’t match up to what I had written.
No because you didn’t make me write an emotional piece.
I hate you for ripping my skills out like that you piece of shit.
thats what happen in the 5th grade for me. i really liked kingdom hearts so when i drew sora everyone was like “WHY DID YOU TRACE THAT?!” i said i didnt no one beleived me exectp my friend who saw me draw it but everyone dosent beleive. then the teacher ripped it up and said “dont trace things and dont lie about it” so i drew it three times under an hour she ripped them up and said “so you got your friend to trace with you?” i never drew again