You Won’t Believe What Teachers Used to Get Away With in the 80s and 90s!
One of the kindest, most well-liked teachers in my high school was a gay man named Mr. McCreary. One day after school,he walked by a group of us, and the health teacher/wrestling coach says “there goes Mr. McQUEERy!!!” Even back then, we all just kind of looked at him blankly.
I told my biology teacher that I wasn’t feeling too well, he said that I didn’t look sick, and as punishment made me stand in the corner until I fainted.
It was in the early early 80s (maybe even late 70s) and my aunt didn’t know her right from her left. She was in middle school back then I believe and her teacher was yelling at her and at one point he painted her face, arms and clothes red on one side and blue on the other and told her “that way you’ll know which is which”. She still didn’t know which side was left and which was right, she just knew one side was blue and the other red… She got home that evening and next thing I know my grandfather was beating the teacher’s a$$ in front of his wife.
When I was in first grade, I asked to use the bathroom during recess. My teacher said no, I just had lunch and could’ve used it then (when I didn’t have to go). So I pooped my pants behind a tree and had to go through the embarrassing aftermath during nap time.
It was my first grade. I shook the ruler in my hand, and teacher took my ruler and hit me with it causing my nose bleeding. Few years later I found out that she also had been working as a school psychologist.
My Math teacher in H.S was very handsy. A hand on the shoulder; or a bit lower. Patting thighs of students who’d be asked to come sit next to him at his desk under the guise of helping them with their schoolwork. Inappropriately long gazes given to the girls.
Every single female student was extremely uncomfortable in his class but he was universally described as ‘harmless’. He wasn’t.
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