In fourth grade my teacher gave me a C on a short story because the main character was too antagonistic. That was the day I realized that I was smarter than my teacher, and that he hated me because of it. This became a trend.
In fifth grade, on a quiz, the teacher asked us to name a car named for an animal. I answered, Pinto. She marked me wrong because pinto is a kind of bean. I told her it was a type of pony, and that’s why the Pinto logo is a horse. Still said I was wrong.