Teachers Share 17 Of The Craziest Fights They’ve Broken Up


I firmly believe that all teachers in our fine country deserve a raise. Teachers are not only saddled with the huge responsibility of simultaneously educating a room of kids with different needs, but in many school, they’re expected to act as bouncers and disciplinarians for kids prone to violence.

Oftentimes when teachers are expected to break up fights, they’ve been given no official deescalation training. So, as you can imagine, this makes the task of breaking up violent outbursts notably dangerous for the teacher.



The worst fight I broke up wasn’t because of students getting hurt, but because of how lame it was. First off, I teach middle school which is just one awkward moment after another. These two kids were arguing over a pencil because one kid supposedly broke the other kid’s pencil. They were bickering back and forth like two old men and then they just broke out in really mediocre wrestling. It was embarrassing to watch because neither boy could even wrestle and I was able to just tell them to stop and send them to the office with no other issues. Another reason it was the lamest fight ever was because all the other students who were working at other tables went about their work and talking to each other and didn’t even notice. Usually they would be chanting “Fight! Fight!” over and over and crowding around trying to film for World Star.



I taught adults at a vocational school, mostly from rough neighborhoods. We had been warned to never try to break up a fight, as many of these students carried knives and so forth.
Some woman had a bad falling out with her group of friends, and was sitting separated from them. They were talking back-and-forth, very loudly, very aggressively across the room. I couldn’t control them, and went to get a supervisor. With me and the supervisor guy there, one of the girls from the group came across the room at the odd one out. She is big, 6’ and 250 lbs, and charges across the room at the odd one out, who is maybe 5’ 2”. Supervisor gets in between them. They fight around him for a second, then smaller woman slashes the face of bigger woman with a razor or something. That pretty much ended it, other than a few thrown things and tussle, but a lot of hair and braids were ripped out and there was blood everywhere. Supervisor was lucky. They literally fought around him, and the smaller one whipped that blade over his right shoulder to slash the other ones face. This was on a Tuesday, and they were to effectively graduate on Thursday. Insane.



I am an English teacher in France. This happened in the classroom next door to mine and I just witnessed the aftermath and heard the gossip from my friend who did break it up and was there to hear the story when they got hauled into the admins office.

One of my male students was named Timothée, who was dating a girl named Ana a year under him. One day last year he apparently left his phone unattended and unlocked and she picked it up and started searching through it.

What Ana found was his very male ‘best friend’ Louis sexting and sending him nudes and talking about how much he loved him and Tim was texting back and being equally enthusiastic about the two of them being together out in the open once they finished school and were in university.

She proceeded to screenshot and send all those texts, sexts and nudes to her boyfriend’s parents, before replacing his phone so he wouldn’t know. Tim’s parents are very conservative (and when I say very, I mean VERY. His mother once called me to complain about his grade in English and it evolved into a rant about foreign students that would make Marine Le Pen proud) and Ana knew so that’s why she went this revenge route. This kid went home to be blindsided thanks to her, and apparently he had to basically flee the house because he was afraid of his father literally killing him.

Louis turned up to school the next day, calmly entered Ana’s first period class and beat the ever loving shit out of her. Just wailed on her. He was skinny thing but knew what he was doing and she was super tiny and it was not a fair fight at all and he just obliterated her. I just heard him screaming after he had been restrained which is when I went to go check. She had a black eye and a broken eye socket and there was blood everywhere from her mouth and nose. Louis was borderline hysterical and screaming about her being a bitch who ruined Tim’s life. It was bad.



I am not a teacher, but I have worked in k12 IT for 10 years, so I have been in a lot of classrooms. Teachers aren’t supposed to break up fights and usually get hurt trying to do so.

That being said, the worst fight I saw was in a science lab. I was in the back of the lab installing some software to go with a digital microscope and a large 8th grade girl was singing disrespectfully while the teacher was talking. Tiny 8th grade girl behind her was getting PISSED and telling her to shut up because she couldn’t hear what the teacher was saying. Big girl continued to sing. Tiny girl says for the last time “shut the fuck up I’m trying to learn!” Then proceeds to leap over the lab table between them, grabs the big girls hair and proceeds to bash her face into the table over and over again screaming at her to shut the fuck up. They had to get a very large male administrator in there to pull her off. The teacher got elbowed in the face when she tried to step in, said screw it and ran out into the hall to get an admin.

Fun times.




My dad is a 5’6″ Hispanic dude, gentlest person you can imagine. His first teaching job was at a rough high school. Two guys (both much bigger than him) got into it but security was nowhere to be found so he tackled them both in a bear hug so all they could do was stare at each other in rage while my dad waited for reinforcements





I taught English to adults older than me and they got salty for the tiniest fucking reasons. It never evolved to be a physical fight but holy shit I’d rather teach children, they can be way more mature.

One time a lady got mad at another lady because one was right handed and the other was left handed and their elbows touched and it was really uncomfortable. Left handed lady was okay with it but right handed lady believed that she was doing it on purpose just to annoy her.





Substitute Teacher here: I was randomly assigned for the very last period of the day to a… difficult class. All of these kids were enormous. Like, maybe they were football kids? All I know is my petite self wasn’t even shoulder level with these kids.

So in a classroom full of enormous dudes, A few in the back kept picking on one kid in the front.

The (seriously huge) kid stood up and charged at the (super big) kids in the back, who all stood up, ready to fight.

My (super lame) reaction was to slam my tiny hands on the desk and yell, “EXCUSE ME!!! BACK in your seats please.”

They all just sort of stopped and looked confused, and then sat back down. No fight. No problem. Nobody was more surprised than me.

I ended up leaving them some good notes for their teacher because honestly, any enormous guys who stop their big ass fight just because some tiny lady in a cardigan asks them to sit down -well, they can’t be all bad.




I had a student who fought a few times in my class, and was one of those “blind rage” type fighters who would just swing at anyone until he got back under control. He was manageable in my class but he was sent to homeschooling after a fight he got into in the hallways. Something stupid set him off, and he punched the other kid a few times before being restrained by one of the security guards…who he also punched in the face.

During the same fight, a teacher was trying to separate the two students, and he (accidentally, but still) broke two of her fingers. It dawned on me that day why they tell us to not get between students fighting. She was lucky that 1: she wasn’t hurt worse, and 2: that she wasn’t written up on disciplinary charges for breaking that rule.

Edit: since this got a lot of attention I’ll clarify a few things. This is in an urban district on the east coast US, and security guards are the norm. 2-3 per floor plus a roaming “resource officer” who is a full fledged police officer. Cameras in every hallway and the lunchroom.

The district is a former Abbott district and something like 85% of the students come from economically disadvantaged backgrounds. A lot of the students have shitty or non-involved parents, so there’s a ton of disciplinary challenges on top of teaching students who are mostly below level in basic things like reading and writing.

Fights are commonplace but this one was especially brutal





I used to teach high school in rural Georgia. I had to break up a fight between two girls and a heavily pregnant girl. I never taught these girls and it happened between classes in the hallway in front of my room. The pregnant girl was on the floor screaming and crying while one girl was kicking her in the head and one kicking her in the stomach. I grabbed each of them by their upper arms and hauled them away very hard. One fell back on her ass and the other nearly fell. The one on her ass started crying about how I’d hurt her. The other girl acted like she was going to rush me or the pregnant girl. I grabbed her, held her back, and told her that if she tried it again I’d make her wish she hadn’t. She tried to hit me, and i twisted her arm until she was on the floor kneeling and screaming. Meanwhile, one of the other teachers helped the pregnant girl and another called the nurse/principal. I was the only one to act for a good 30-40 seconds.




I had two girls fighting in my classroom, it turned into a hair pulling contest and my skeleton; Dr.Cal C. Ian (life drawing class) wore one of their weaves for the rest of the school year.




My mom had two seventh graders using chair legs to fence each other





I once saw a kid throw a banana peel at another. The victim just put it in the bin right next to him and looked back at his phone.

Worst. Fight. Ever.






Actual Teacher here. It was after school and i was headed to the copy room. On the way is the cafeteria, which had been cleared of all the tables and was basically just one big empty area — except for the huge mass of students that had developed.

I rushed into the massive crowd where two different circles had formed. It was literally like being at a metal concert with two mosh pits. At least 16 kids were fighting. When i broke through, one kid fell in front if me and the guy who pushed him ran up and did a Janikowski kick to his head.

All metal moshing instincts kicked in where my main goal was to basically push away as many people as possible and keep them away from each other until more AP’s/officers could arrive to help.

It was chaos, so i don’t remember much after that. To this day i don’t even know why they were fighting. Once everything was settled, i picked my paper back up and went back to making copies.





I taught for two years in a very rough boys school where I had to break up fights almost daily. I’ll share three stories.

The first fight was when two students started fighting because of … well I can’t quite remember to be honest. It probably started as an argument over which one’s mother is a bigger whore, or maybe who owed who drug money. The fighters were grade 9 aged. It took 4 staff members to break the two apart, and even more to keep them separated after the initial blows. At the height of the chaos, both were throwing chairs, tables, and whatever else they could get their hands on. The end result was damaged windows, broken doors, and quite a few staff members that had cuts/scrapes/bruises from trying to keep the two away from each other. I’m pretty sure they met up outside school to settle their differences later that week.

The second story is a bit more lighthearted. In my first few months of teaching at the school, I rewarded a group for good behaviour by taking them to play soccer on their small hardcourt area. When I say good behaviour, I mean they hadn’t assaulted or verbally abused each other in my class all week. Even though I was still new, I felt like I could trust them since they had been relatively well-behaved, and they were a small group. In the middle of the game, which was going great by the way, two players from opposite teams had a moment of frustration and started swinging haymakers. They both got a few good shots in, and by the time I was able to get in between them the fight was over. We took a 5 minute break, they shook hands and we continued the game. I didn’t write them up for that one.

The last story is one of the few times where I legitimately thought I would have to defend myself. I was on duty at the hardcourt during break, and I challenged a student on his behaviour. He had been picking on a younger student, and all I had asked for him to do was stop. When he kept doing it, I approached and told him that he had to leave the hardcourt area. Once I was within 5 metres or so, he turned on me. He started telling me to fuck off, and cursing at me with every word in his vocabulary. Everything seemed to slow down at this point as he started to walk towards me, with what I could feel was an intent to hurt. At the same time though, I could sense the other students watching, and starting to move closer towards us. I began stepping back while talking to him, trying to deescalate the situation, and I even outstretched my arm towards him to try to keep space between us. Before the student was able to fully reach me, he was turned and escorted away by 3 other students. As shitty of a situation as that was, to me that incident had a silver lining. Even though at times I’m sure they all had their differences with me, that day I felt lucky to have those boys as my students. I’m not sure what would’ve happened if they hadn’t stepped in, but I do know it would not have been a positive outcome.






I’m not a teacher. But my highschool put a jukebox in our cafeteria one year and for a dollar you could play three songs. So these 3 girls put in like, 5 bucks and played 50 Cents’ ‘In Da Club’ on repeat.

After the 4th or so repeat of the same song, some girl had had enough and went to unplug the jukebox. The three girls literally jumped her right there, punches and hair flying everywhere. I’ll give the the one girl credit, she was holding her own against the 3 of them. This is all going on and that fucking song was still playing, everybody’s watching them kick the shit out of eachother. After about a minute in, some guy strolls over all casual like and unplugs the jukebox. They stopped fighting after that and that song was never played again. The end.




Im a school bus driver. My first year driving i got the “bad school”. Kids living im houses with boarded up windows kind of neighbour i pickes up in. But i was the only ride these kids had and i loved them. A few small fights in the afternoon but nothing really bad all year till mid june. I pull up to my first stop and there’s “tommy” on top of his sister “jane”. Tommy was in grade 1. jane in grade 2. There older bother billy was yelling at them. I saw this from afar. I sped up slammed on the brakes amd flew out of my bus without thinking. Ripped tommy off of jane. He still had the wire in his hand. He was trying to kill her. Now. Being in the neighbourhood i was in. I couldnt send him home. So i threw him on the bus (k not really) and made him sit up front with all other kids atleast 3 rows away.. Took him into the school. I held his hand and his sisters. And we walked into the principals office..the principal seemed like he didnt care…and i didnt see tommy the rest of the one told me what happened. That was over 5 years ago. We lost the run to another i dont know how hes doing..

Just a quick note: “Jane ” could breathe. No marks on her neck and she was ok physically. Clear airway and all. Older brother billy said it happened as i turned around the corner. I still think if i had a cell/radio i wouldve called 911.





Not a teacher but saw the craziest fight when I was in high school. There was girl (I’ll call her girl A) who was mentally challenged, rumors were she was a premie born addicted to drugs, shitty homelife, in foster care, just all around crappy situation for her. She was about 4’10” in high school. Just a really little person. Well this one girl (girl B) thought she was the prime target to bully. And, well, she picked the fucking wrong person to bully. B messes with A for a few weeks until the day A snaps. Here’s the thing in our high school we had the gates that dropped down to close off corridors. You just hit the emergency release and the gates slam down and theres no leaving that corridor until the on campus police officer comes to unlock it with a key. Never had these gates been used… Until B messed with A for the last time. (Remember A is mentally challenged and special needs.) B is messing with A and all of a sudden A runs for the emergency release button for these gates to drop. Gates drop it’s A & B and a few bystanders stuck in the corridor. A beats the ever loving shit out of B! Remember how the on campus police officer has to unlock the gate with a key? Yeah, well that took a solid 5-6 minutes to go get the key and get back to the corridor. And by this time there’s students on each end of the corridor pressed against the gates to watch the ass kicking that’s happening. B ended up going to the hospital and never came back to school. Rumor was she was in alternative school for all the bullying and A ended up in a state psych ward.

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