"You are all just salt-water crap buckets

"You are all just salt-water crap buckets who sit on your ass and let yourselves be lied to!" His shriek echoed. Everyone stopped and looked at him. He stared back, eyes hot with

rage. The class of kindergarteners he'd burst into and was rather puzzled by his rant as he was such a small skinny fellow he couldn't really scare them. The teacher approached him

and she said bravely, "What are you?" He paused, blue fluids dripping from his appendages. His voice was rather quiet as he said, "I doon't wemembur what I am." The kindergart

ener had obviously endured enough. She look at the poor boy, covered in these blue fluids and felt deep sorrow towards him. She decided to help him out. "I'll help you remember."

They recited the 7 times table together, but he always got stuck on 7x8. She chucked another bucket of blue-flavoured slushee over him. "56," he croaked, "I can't take it anymore

! I'm so... so... cold." "Seven times nine!" she screamed in his ear. "Seven times nine!" "I can't ... I mean, I d- d- don't know. Uh, fifty, er, uh, sixty two?" "WRONG!" She threw

another bucket of ice water over his head. "I cannot BE-LIEVE you still don't know your multiplication tables!" she smacked her hand down on his desk. The Guerrilla Teaching Method

is typically used in the United States of North America. A student thought 6 times 9 was 42. The teacher poured ice-cold bucket water on her head. Another teacher used a cigarette

stronger than that. She stood on her feet. And left. It was the best think to do. And he disappeared at the very time she stepped out of the room. But was it for good? Not at all..