r/ProRevenge - Teacher EXPOSED By his Students

what's up guys welcome to daily dose of Reddit this is your host Zach and today's subreddit is our slpr revenge all right okay so this story is really long and it's called long how we destroyed our teacher and principal apologies in advance if some details are blurry as this happened almost 14 years ago also this is going to be a long one so bear with me I swear the result is worth it at least it is to me the beginning it all started when I male 25 was 12 years old my grade seven teacher male 46 at the time was Infamous for being intimidating and in my opinion abusive to his students he was the disciplinarian of the school he was in charge of keeping track of detentions and announcing who will be sitting every Friday during assembly we suspected at that time that the reason why he never got fired was either because his students were too scared to report him or because of the fact that the principal was his brother-in-law reasons why I hated him he was constantly making vaguely racist remarks complaining about the new South Africa and constantly bringing up how his life was better during the apartheid regime he's a white guy who was raised on a farm I always felt like he had an issue with me as a person because I'm a practicing Muslim he would make the class laugh at how funny Muslim women looked with their heads wrapped up his jokes about Muslims missing out on eating bacon were endless in fact he one day purposely stood in front of my desk eating a cheese in bacon Panini he used to often rant about how the school is no longer a pure Christian Academy as it once was back in the day he would say these things and glance said either me my twin sister or the black students in the class who practice their own African religions when it was his birthday my mom encouraged me to buy him a gift I spent of my pocket money which was already limited my parents didn't believe in allowances to buy him a big slab of chocolate and a long piece of drewers a dried sausage throughout the day he would get gifts from students in his class and others he would get up from his desk to greet them and thank them and then shake their hand I remember noticing this because I always found it weird when students shook hands with teachers because of how small our hands were compared to theirs however when I gave him my gift all he did was look at me for like a second look away and Nod his head slightly I remember being thankful for not offering my hand out for him to shake because I thought he might have ignored it in front of the entire class to say I felt like crap is an understatement the experience that made me hate him the most happened just before we wrote second or third term exams I was walking with my friend David fake name back from the tuck stop during the interval we took a shortcut between the English and afan's kindergarten classes and saw a group of boys huddle together one of them walked towards us and I saw that he had one of those camping multi-tools with the folding knife out and instantly got a fright he told us give me your money before I cut your neck and then started laughing and walked back to his friends it was clearly a joke but David looked close to tears and I had a very bad fright because of what he had done I told the guy fake named Xander that he's not allowed to have knives at school and that I'm going to tell my teacher we walked straight to our teacher and when we spoke to him David burst into tears we told him what happened and David was sobbing when he said he felt like he was going to die our teacher barely looked up from his computer while we were speaking and when he asked for the guy's name we told him the name and he said he will deal with it and for us to go out for Interval again I went home and told my mom who I felt didn't fully believe me at the time the next day we saw Xander basically making fun of him for getting into trouble with our teacher and likely getting expelled at worst or sitting as Saturday detention at best he laughed back at us and said our teacher just came to his class asked to speak to him and told him to never bring it to school again no detention no suspension basically nothing he still had the knife on him for the rest of the day before we were so upset that we went back to our teacher and I told him that Xander said he didn't get in trouble for having the knife he gave me the ugliest look as if I was bothering him and coldly said to me that maybe I should fix my late coming problem before I try to get other people in trouble I would come late four or five times a month because my mom's car battery terminals were broken so the battery would run flat and she couldn't afford to have it fixed she had to put the neighbor's battery in her car start it and then idle it while she took that battery out and put her own battery back in to charge up my mom taught me the value of always having a number 10 spanner in your car I felt betrayed by my teacher the person who was supposed to make us feel safe while we were away from home when I spoke to my friends about it they told me that Xander was actually the principal's son meaning he was the teacher's nephew I decided to take the opportunity to speak to my friends about getting evidence that our teacher is treating students unfairly three of my four close friends had camera phones I sat in the far left corner my one friend sat in the opposite corner by the door our other friend sat in the middle and the last friend was right at the back of the Class by the window on the left one thing about our teacher he did not give a flip a d doah about where we sat as long as we answered him when he did roll call and didn't bother anyone with when we swap seats we came to an agreement that whenever our teacher would sound like he was going to say something vaguely racist or islamophobic we would all discreetly take videos of him any private conversation we had with him was voice recorded on our phones we caught him on camera telling a really racist joke about black people and saying that Hindus must have a lot of problems since they have so many gods we caught him saying a lot of bad things but a lot slipped through our fingers because we weren't fast enough it was extremely difficult to keep our friend group motivated to record him and not tell anyone else about it it was especially difficult because at the time I had a hand me- down Samsung d9000 which was seen as an expensive phone at the time my mom prohibited me from taking it to school she instead bought a cheap 79 rupee phone I'm assuming or a $5 phone it's about right for us that could only make calls and send sms's this was in case she needed to reach us in an emergency I got caught several times sneaking my camera phone to school my biggest mess up at school was when my mom phoned me on my Samsung and I answered it big oof but I was a dumbass after I think a month we decided that we couldn't let it go any further one of our friends was a black guy named tatenda a fake name tatenda was a problem child his mom died when he was four and his dad was an alcoholic he was raised mostly by his uncle who up until today I think was a pimp he used to act out at school because of undiagnosed ADHD his dad and uncle didn't believe in learning disabilities and always assumed he was just lazy and badly behaved tenda especially got onto our teachers nerves because not only was he black but because he would bring broken calculators from home and take them apart during class one day our teacher told him to clear his desk and throw away the bits of plastic and calculator crap he ignored the teacher the teacher then started screaming at him in tenda did the only logical thing a 12 13-year-old would do in such a situation he mockingly put two pencils into his ears our teacher lost his crap grabbed tenda and threw him against the door the narrow window pane cracked and tatenda head was bleeding he told us he was fine during interval afterwards and we put money together to buy him a Sprite I almost cried when my friend who sat way behind me said he got the whole thing on camera we didn't even trust that the whole class's testimony would get him into trouble we decided that enough was enough the Revenge first we showed the video to tatenda Uncle who showed it to his father then I showed my mom all the other videos and recordings she lost her mind one of my my friends sent all of it to his older sister who had a Facebook account and she posted it there and tagged the school and as many parents as she knew it blew up parents and people from around the province phoned the school demanding answers as to what is going to happen to our teacher he was immediately suspended there were rumors circulating that he had gone into hiding because tatenda uncle and his friends were looking to kill him I even met tatenda dad for the first time in the weeks after the whole thing exploded he liked to joke that his dad sobered up especially for this the principal pulled Xander out of the school we never saw him again my mom told me an investigation was launched against the school because of the improper handling of bullying complaints if I remember correctly three English kids in my class alone spoke out against teachers dismissing their complaints of bullying by the Africans kids we were a mostly white African speaking school with three Africans classes but only one English class per grade they called us Saudis Saudis which was short for sou peel which literally translates as salty Richard it's a derogatory term for English-speaking white South Africans it means your one leg is in South Africa your other leg is in England so your Richard is hanging in the ocean we only saw our teacher once after he was suspended he looked badly beaten up and was accompanied by a policeman and two other male teachers so he could gather the rest of his stuff from his class but it didn't end there because so many kids needed the evidence that they were being bullied and nothing was being done because of it the CCTV footage was brought up my friend's mother who was part of the school governing body at the time told us a few years ago that when they reviewed the footage it became apparent that the principal was having an affair with one of the grade 2 teachers he could be seen grabbing her ass at the furthest point away from the camera they slipped up a few times and kissed in clear view of the camera but I guess once you're surrounded by cameras everyday at work you forget that they're there it was very apparent that sometimes they thought they couldn't be seen my friend's sister basically my aunt sells Tupperware and one of her regular customers in close friends is the principal's ex-wife not only did she leave him but they were not married in community of property due to a prenup agreement the house they lived in was in her name since before the marriage so she effectively made him homeless because none of his family wanted to take him in he ran into severe debt from staying in guest houses and burned many bridges from overstaying his welcome at friends as for my teacher his reputation was destination flippity DOD he served jail time don't know how long and eventually left the country because it seemed everyone knew his face from the media attention he received the reason why I made this post I was never going to tell this story on Reddit as I've told it over and over through the years since primary school but I felt that I had to because of what I experienced at the beginning of this year my family is part of a nonprofit organization that has feeding schemes all over the country the last Friday feed of February I'm standing security as I usually since we're few volunteers and there's many homeless people and most are on drugs and can get violent I'm walking down the line to make sure there are no fights or anything that could start a riot and I see a familiar face my old principal is standing in the line waiting for a bowl of stew and bread with absolutely no idea who's standing beside him obviously he wouldn't have recognized me but I never forgot his face I'm not going to lie I cried quite a bit behind my sunglasses seeing him brought back the feelings I had when I was 12 years old in seventh grade trying absolutely every excuse in the book to not have to go to school and be bullied by my teacher so yeah for those of you who are still reading this is the end of how my friends and I destroyed the lives of my teacher in principal if you got this far and are feeling depressed worthless or less than your peers I love you I appreciate you and you are seriously freaking awesome bye-bye well uh first of all really cool story I mean stuff that happens and it's not cool but I'm glad that they got what was coming to them so that's interesting uh so obviously I know that South Africa is well it's very europeanized due to you know colonization and stuff like that I don't know I just I just assume that uh cuz you know Islam is very prevalent in Africa yes I know that not all of Africa is the same but you get what I'm saying it's just weird to know that like they still there's still islamophobia and stuff like that over there and I definitely got my fair share of crap from it uh in school cuz you know I went to high school for a few years in a really really really tiny town like the entire High School probably had like a 100 students in it so yeah and everyone was suspiciously related to each other so that's the kind of community I was uh surrounded by however just the freaking racism and just that's not an environment to to teach a youth person anything it's just how you expect uh someone to feel comfortable and actually learn when they're in a hostile environment and that's the sad part teachers be nice you know I love you be nice all right this story is called road rage Karen so this happened a few years ago but will always remain one of my favorite memories my older brother had joined the Marines and was stationed 2 hours away in a pop popular Beach town for training and being that my mom and I love the beach we traveled every so often to visit him on his weekends off after a great visit with my brother we decided to head home this particular weekend there was some huge classic car event in the town that brought in people from all over the result was Sunday bumper to bumper traffic on the freeway my mom and I had left early but still not early enough to avoid the traffic my mom likes to leave a bit of room between her and the car in front as an extra bit of stopping cushion not enough that a whole car could fit between but enough so we're sitting in traffic just talking about life when the car behind us lays on their horn we look at each other wondering what that's about and turn to look at why the driver was honking I stare into the eyes of Ye Old Karen graying air and a short bob and everything this lady is glaring a death glare at our car honking at us to move forward seriously when I say this traffic with was bumper to bumper I mean it any movement from my mom wouldn't have been more than an inch apparently that inch we weren't moving was enough to trigger this Karen's road rage mom and I look at each other in shock asking where does she want us to go she mouths bimbo at us and we decide to get Petty as Fraz I since the slow lane is also the lane cars merge onto and this lady literally couldn't move around us we began waving cars in front of us us purposefully slowing down to leave plenty of room for a car or two or 10 to merge onto the freeway ahead of us every time a car thanks us and pulls ahead of us we high-five each other in full view of Karen we've got the music blasting the windows down and we are laughing and high-fiving each other left and right waving much more Grandy than needed and smiling at each driver that's smiling back at us we even made sure to look back at Karen and smile she sat stewing in her car and calling us every name under the sun eventually the lanes merged into one lane and my mom and I took an exit towards home that had very few cars meanwhile Karen's route took her on the same road that most of the other cars were headed down which meant that she still had to deal with Bumper to Bumper while we cruised on home it was the most enjoyable traffic jam I've ever been in now that does sound like a good time there aren't many bonding experience is as strong as uh when you're laughing at dumb people with other people don't forget to like subscribe and hit that Bell to never miss an [Music] episode

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Length: 17min 44sec (1064 seconds)

Published: Tue Feb 20 2024