Sounds like my Astronomy final exam: build a tower out of straws and pins. Tallest to hold weight of a roll of toilet paper gets an "A."

Don't forget your equations for literature class.

poetry is math rhyme, metre, etc. perfectly acceptable sin for math class

I feel your pain. When I was in high school, my algebra teacher would read us The Hobbit everyday for the last twenty minutes of class. It was unconventional... And I passed with a C-!!!!

In 9th grade I got a teacher for history who had taught Algebra for 35 years and it was his first year teaching history. We did workbook assignments. Luckily I got transferred to another class.

OP, I hope you were able to transfer; I feel your pain. I live in south San Diego near the Tijuana border, I'm of Mexican descent, my fiancé is Mexican, everyone here speaks Spanish and most jobs REQUIRE you to know Spanish. My parents are very Americanized and never taught me Spanish, so I was forced to learn it in school. I studied it for four years, knowing just enough to be considered fluent. Well my fourth year we had this teacher who was a little...off, as you could say. He was nice, but off. He had told us he'd actually originally taught Russian but not enough students signed up for it, so he resorted to teaching Spanish which he did understand and speak, but wasn't very good at it. We never learned anything in his class mainly because he'd get distracted (he lectured us once for a good half hour about how soy milk and water make a great hand moisturizer; another time, a fly zoomed by and he made us take notes for 40 minutes about flies and how clean they are because apparently they clean their feet between each stop, even if the stop is a piece of poop LOL) and we never had time to review our homework or textbook lessons. I ended the year with a B+ and I never completed ANY of my assignments. Many students complained to the counselors, myself included, but unfortunately there was nothing we could do because he was the only Spanish teacher in the school. So the following year (I was in an advanced program throughout middle and high school that requires you to take a foreign language) I switched to French, then my senior year I switched to Japanese to avoid getting him as a teacher again. I regretted it. True, even though he wasn't a great teacher, being forced to use a language on an every-day basis helps strengthen it. By quitting Spanish, I lost it almost entirely. Now I'm struggling to re-learn it because I have to; not only for potential careers but also because there's people in my family that only speak Spanish and even in my current fiancé's family that makes it difficult to socialize with them. But regardless, I feel your pain OP!

It seems once the teachers are there no one cares about what they teach.