I remember how challenging things were back in school.
I had a particular professor that easily didn’t love the students for some reason.
It made me wonder why somebody would become a professor if they hated doing that genre of work. Whenever we would have a test, the professor would purposely turn up the heating plan to make everybody sweat. It was borderline cruel & unfamiliar punishment, but this professor didn’t care. The professor never got in trouble because the temperature control settings were at 75 degrees which wasn’t considered to be dangerous. It was warm, but not to a extreme degree. Still, I told my parents about this treatment from the professor & a few other students complained too. Eventually, the pressure from the parents complaining about this professor forced the principal’s hand. He eventually had a stern talk with that professor & said he had to keep the temperature control settings acceptable. He ended up leaving the temperature control settings at 68 which was much better. Still not as comfortable as most other classrooms in the school, but all of us considered that a small victory. Still, it didn’t stop that professor from making everybody agitated with extra homework & easily strict grading. I was lucky to make my way out of that class with a B, & that really was the highest grade in the class! Nobody had an A at all & I thought that was easily ridiculous. These days, I am a professor. I make it a point to have excellent temperature control settings & treat the students with dignity & respect.