1 definition by The One Without A User
I had a class with a Mr. P, the drama teacher. We calmly and quietly raised our hands and waited. When he saw our hands up, at first he scoffed,
"I'm not going to answer your question."
then, after waiting for a few minutes, he stood, approached, and pointed to an app.
"click on it"
my eyes widened and searched before I felt a pressure on my head.
Instead of poking the screen, Mr. P had opted to grip my head between his hands and forcefully turn it toward a section of the screen.
I was shocked and at a loss of what to say.
This was not the worst of it, however.
Throughout the class, whenever he was near me or my friend, he would do things to us. He grabbed my friend's sleeve and pulled her back into her own chair by it. He made jokes about strangling us when we asked questions . . .
But my last straw was when he got frustrated with me and put his hands around my neck, It was only for a moment, and he didn't even touch me that time, but it frightened me so badly that I ran to the counselor's office. They said they would speak to him, and he never touched us for the rest of the year, but I am unsure as to whether or not he assaulted other students.
This was never made public, because if it had been, Mr. P would no doubt have lost his job, and no matter how disgusting he may be, nobody deserves to lose their one source of income.
Bedford High School is corrupt, firing teachers for being a witness to trial, but ignoring those who assault minors.
"I'm not going to answer your question."
then, after waiting for a few minutes, he stood, approached, and pointed to an app.
"click on it"
my eyes widened and searched before I felt a pressure on my head.
Instead of poking the screen, Mr. P had opted to grip my head between his hands and forcefully turn it toward a section of the screen.
I was shocked and at a loss of what to say.
This was not the worst of it, however.
Throughout the class, whenever he was near me or my friend, he would do things to us. He grabbed my friend's sleeve and pulled her back into her own chair by it. He made jokes about strangling us when we asked questions . . .
But my last straw was when he got frustrated with me and put his hands around my neck, It was only for a moment, and he didn't even touch me that time, but it frightened me so badly that I ran to the counselor's office. They said they would speak to him, and he never touched us for the rest of the year, but I am unsure as to whether or not he assaulted other students.
This was never made public, because if it had been, Mr. P would no doubt have lost his job, and no matter how disgusting he may be, nobody deserves to lose their one source of income.
Bedford High School is corrupt, firing teachers for being a witness to trial, but ignoring those who assault minors.
I'm never going back to Bedford High School.
by The One Without A User September 6, 2020