Has there ever been a time when you wanted to say something to a teacher but did not want to? I had one of those experiences in high school. I was fifteen years old. I went to a small school and there were only thirty students in my whole grade, I don't mean my class, I mean the whole grade. So, that meant we all had class together almost every period. Many of us had been in the same class together since middle school.
We had an English teacher that year who was a little strange. She seemed to be unaware of her surroundings, even to the point of being clueless if we were passing papers around. By the way, this was before texting, otherwise I am sure we would have been able to do that in class without being caught as well. She also seemed very scatter-brained and disorganized. When we asked a question we would receive one answer one day and a different answer the next. Class was very frustrating for us. Even my friend who became a doctor and a professor at Wake Forrest University, only got a B in her class. And my friend NEVER got another B in school, EVER!
One day, during class the teacher took a break to go to the restroom. When she came back her zipper was not zipped all the way up. Word soon spread in the classroom and we all knew what was going on. None of us wanted to say anything. We were embarrassed for her embarrassed for us. I think one of the more courageous students in the class wrote her a note and gave it to her. That was definitely a time when I wanted to say something to a teacher but didn't