




I have caught myself saying over the years that I did receive a decent education in the public school system…even though my children are learning SO much more academically at home than I ever learned at any school. And we’re not even talking about how much they are learning about the Lord, themselves, relationships, and so much more!
I have close friends, relatives, church family, and lots of other acquaintances who work in the public school system as teachers and assistants, and they are selfless, donating huge amounts of their own time and income to help their classrooms be successful. I had quite a few teachers when I was in school that were wonderful!
But if I ever get tempted to place my children in a public school setting (heaven forbid!), I’m going to get out this list from my own experiences in the school system and read through them again to knock some sense into my head!
Here are a few of the things I experienced while attending public school. I’m sure you could add a few to the list! I won’t say which schools they are, because the negative events all took place within my county.
*science teacher who brought to lab class a 200+ lb. dead beaver that he had trapped (legally) and left it in the classroom for the weekend. By the time we walked into that room on Monday afternoon on a hot day, you can just imagine what it smelled like. He forced us all to stay in the class and do our biology lesson out of the textbook – which had nothing to do with beavers. Two more class days of that, with no ventilation or hood or fan going. Some of the girls were literally throwing up.
*woodshop/agriculture teacher who had a class of junior high students in the woodshop, cutting and working with all of the equipment to make projects out of wood…no guards on any of the saws…while he left the room entirely and worked outside on his own motorcycle. One of the students (my twin sister) got her fingers almost completely cut off on one hand because of this, through the bone – was told she would never be able to type or play the piano again, but thankfully, the Lord healed her hand so she can still do both well although she does suffer with some arthritis in that hand)
*science teacher who flirted constantly with a student and had a relationship
with her
*ag teacher who did the same, with many older girls in class; tried to do the same with me and I let him know what I thought about that. Fortunately, he didn’t retaliate, although when I’ve seen him later over the years, he hasn’t changed even though his profession has changed
*band teacher who shoved my sister into the wall of the hallway because when he walked by her, she wouldn’t look him in the eye (she didn’t respect him because he was mean to our family – he knew we were Christians and hated that, so she preferred to keep a low profile and stay out of his way – she didn’t say anything to him in the hallway or act disrespectful at all)
*teacher who was supposed to be teaching an AP college U.S. History course to us, but had us read historical fiction novels instead because he was the girls’ basketball coach and would spend class time making phone calls, planning b-ball practices and games, and the like…no one even bothered to take the AP test that spring, because we knew we wouldn’t pass
*substitute librarian who went through the school library and stole books that she thought shouldn’t be there and took them home and burned them (her motives were honorable, but she broke the law)
*substitute teacher who would stand in front of class, unzip his pants (no kidding!), tuck in his dress shirt, rezip his pants, and think nothing of what he had just done, all the while lecturing to us or giving us instructions about our assignment (this happened on numerous occasions when he was a substitute over several years’ time)
*music teacher who lost his temper with band class so many times that he once jumped up on the piano bench, ranting and raving and yelling loudly, jumping up and down, that he fell down and knocked himself unconscious…all the kids in the class began to cry because they thought they had killed him
*Teacher who wouldn’t let us call him by his last name; it was "Mr. J" only. One day, he walked past me in the hallway, and he said, "Hey, Julieanne" and I replied, "Hey, J" when I meant to say, "Hey, Mr. J" (remember, he wouldn’t allow us to use his full last name even though I had previously asked him if I could). When he heard me say, "Hey, J", he sent me to the principal’s office and he was very upset with me. I was one scared 6th grader, I can tell you that! Fortunately, the principal at that time was a very nice Christian man at our church, and he just told me to make sure it didn’t happen again. (He later told my dad that he had to work hard to not smile; he felt badly that the teacher sent me to his office for something so minor as that.)
*Hundreds of hours wasted, just sitting at my desk with nothing to do, after finishing my assignments, over 12 years…some teachers wouldn’t let us read a book or anything if we finished early. We just had to sit there wasting our time. I wasn’t a super fast learner or student, but there was still so much time wasted.
*P.E. teacher who was so lazy about teaching class that we spent EVERY single day for three school years, down at the football field playing soccer. Rain, shine, snow, hail, whatever, it was down there playing soccer. When it rained, he would stay up in the covered grandstands and drink his diet Pepsi, to "maintain his girlish figure" – his words, not mine. When it was hot, he would put on his short-shorts and rub suntan lotion all over himself and lay out on the football team benches and get a suntan and drink diet Pepsi while we played soccer. He never taught us any soccer skills. He allowed 12th graders to skip classes and come down and play soccer with us puny little jr. highers. I didn’t need braces until one of those huge 18-year-old guys pushed me over (they were usually quite aggressive), stepped on my jaw (by accident), and my jaw and teeth were never the same. A few years’ later, I had to get braces to solve the damage that had been done.
I’m sure I could go on…and I did have some amazing, wonderful teachers who were caring, honorable, and supportive, as I hope I was when I was a teacher in the public school system.
But, this is only a smattering of what really goes on in the public schools these days. Gay graffiti in school bathrooms, virtually no limits on PDA in the hallways and school dances, and on and on.
Thankfully, we will never be a part of that. Whew.
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