The first two Spanish teachers I had in high school were pretty awesome. My tenth grade teacher was the best. Then, I switched schools and had a strange man for third year Spanish.

He hardly spoke the language and didn't teach much. Students either learned from books or computers. While students spoke Spanish in groups, he liked to sit at his desk and do nothing. There were only two things he did - brag about soccer (he was the boys' soccer coach) and talk about his hatred of George W. Bush. It seemed like a political science class instaed of Spanish class.

After two years of straight As from dedicated teachers, I got a final grade of C from an incompetent jackwagon. I later learned that no one else got a grade higher than a C; former students said he didn't "believe" in As or Bs. I also learned he was the only teacher for 12th grade Spanish, where you speak nothing but the language for the entire year. I was really looking forward to it, but after 11th grade, I didn't take the class again.