She gets to come back next year on a monitored watch 
She was so ignorant the way she spoke. She sounded so ghetto. It infuriated me the way she acted.
OH crap, you guys have no idea what it was like when I went to school. Teachers did no wrong, I was suspended for one day as a pencil rolled off my desk and I scrambled to catch it. Down to the Principals office I went, and Mom was called to come and get me. She spoke to the teacher and took me home.
Here's what went down. ----The teacher, male, was having a real bad day and my disrupting the class to retrieve my pencil was the last straw for the teacher. Mother was afraid to question the teacher as it could make things 'WORSE" for me. Lesson learned was children are held accountable for their teachers moods.
Fast forward to the late 1980's I am called to my sons school to speak with his homeroom teacher. Poor woman just 2-3 years from retirement and facing tests at that time in VA. to judge a teachers competency.
Teachers complaint was my son at 14 would sneak into home room before she arrived and draw cartoons and caricatures of her that were unfaltering on the black board.
She was in tears telling me how much this hurt her feelings and under all the pressure to take tests on subjects she never taught. She was having a melt down big time. She was his home room teacher not a teacher in any subject she taught. It seemed she was not getting any back up from the other teachers or the Principal as they did not come to this meeting.
Then there was Poor Mrs. Smith, an English teacher in my Junior year just 1 year short from retirement. Tall and thin, she would put her belt on her waist and her boobies would be bumps below the belt. Mrs. Smith was possibly 60+ years old and had a delicate nature. She was so sensitive she would cry at the drop of the hat.
Came the day she dreaded most was explaining Hamlet and the one passage where it was written -----IIRC--some thing about the the pleasure of laying between a young maids legs. Got to remember she had been teaching since the early 1930's and now it was the 1960's and times had changed.
We were wolves, taking bets on what question we could ask that would melt her down first.
History was a bitch, our teacher less then 20 years at the end of WW2 had students that had family on 3 sides of the war. Now that was a tight rope to walk and try to teach.
The Highschool as just a way station for some kids from all over the world waiting to get into Phillipe's at Exeter.
No matter how difficult teaching is today, the teachers just teach what they and their teachers were taught. Keeps going down to teaching political lies and history changing by the writers of the textbooks.
Figure this teacher was teaching what she had been Told to teach, what the school district demanded her to teach and teachers have little if no choice of choosing their own input when they find a flaw.
Figure you as a teacher are required to insist the 3 rd. grade read my 'two mothers' or other homosexual oreanted books targeting the little kids. What to do, Quit and move to some other State that has the same requirements ???
It is the Unions and their political ideas that decide what teachers teach. Check out our history books today that decide who to leave out of history and who to include.
