I feel incredibly passionate about protecting my students from the same bullshit I had to endure like
One of my students who looks up to me is getting “picked on” by a boy (why the heck don’t we just call it like it is? it’s freaking harassment, geez) and she sat down in front of me this morning bordering on tears to tell me that this boy didn’t get in trouble again for what he does, that the other teachers said, “Oh, well, he *likes* you, so that’s just how he shows it.”
And as she sat there gulping back tears, it reminded me of an entire fucking year of middle school where a boy harrassed me literally daily because he “liked” me, even getting his friends in on it. (I learned how to be merciless in my verbal takedowns that year; better to be cold than broken, better to be labelled a bitch than let them see you cry, I told myself, ignoring all the relationship/trust issues this would later bring me).
So, I told her straight up that yes, he does like her, but no, that doesn’t excuse him being a fucking prick, and if he’s going to be like that to you, then know that he has never, ever been worthy of her and he has no right to touch her or anything.
Naturally, I marched right to the vice director and told her my opinion politely (ugh, as much as I could manage, anyway) but of course I was told to mind my own business, and “boys will be boys.”
I don’t fucking understand this.
Teachers, please. Protect your students. Protect them from this awful, ridiculous cycle because we are ruining our children. Need I remind you that they are people too?