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Saturday, April 16, 2005

i got him fired.... 12 years ago

and i just realized like a month ago.

my 10th yr high school reunion is coming up (not that mala and i are expecting a red carpet to be rolled out for us.. we were the trouble makers). Mala and i have been remembering all the shit we used to do. there are some funny stories. and then i realized.. oh shit... i got our old history teacher fired.

Mr. D was fired for misconduct at the end of our sophmore year. He was accused of being improper with a girl in our school. we never knew who it was (at least i didn't). but we always thought it weird that he would do something like that cuz he seemed like such a chicken shit.

we loved making Mr. D's personal life public... cuz the bruto would tell us... and i was always the one asking. see i had this talent of getting our teachers to go off on tangents and not lecture.. which meant no homework... postponing of tests and such. every teacher had a topic that got them started. mr. d's was his personal life... it usually went like this...

--yo FEA, i didn't do my global hw
-- i got u
my hand would shoot up...
-- mr. d did u go out this weekend? with a woman i mean.
he would answer like a dope. then i would ask where they went what they did... if they had breakfast together the next day...
other teachers knew that he was telling us this stuff. and they didn't like it. the principal didn't like it cuz he was a young man in a school full of horny catholic girls.

one day another student and i were on the staircase. he runs to catch up to us and we start running to get away. He's running up and i turn around and say.. hey ur a teacher u can't do that and started laughing and runnnig up the stairs... right intot the principal... what's going on? nothing just going to class.

so then we all found out that he was being called up before the catholic school board on misconduct. he was fighting it. we heard that he had accosted a girl on the staircase. my friends told me where her locker was. she was also being seen by the couselor in peer groups. we were pissed becasue although he wasn't the best teacher we knew he hadn't done anything.

last month i realized that the principal may have used my little staircase chase to fire him(accosted on the staircase) and i also realized that that locker... was my locker the year before. i was in a peer group. how i didn't realize this then i don't know.

a couple of years later another friend ran into mr. d and he asked how i was doing. i was confused then too.. why would he be asking about me? now i know... he was asking about the girl that got him fired. without even knowing. i was never asked if he had ever done anyting. i was never asked what happened on the staircase.. and i'm sure they never asked the other dozen girls that were there also. but i feel soooo bad. yes he was an idiot for talking about his women in class. and for letting a 14 year old take control of his classroom... he should have asked me to speak on his behalf or something.. but it was said he didn't want to call on any students.

it's fucking funny that 12 years later i feel horrible... i'm an idiot for not realizing then..
oopss.. sorry mr. d.

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