There is absolutely no room for any
type of wardrobe malfunction.
Just sayin. . .
Don't you dare say you hadn't noticed!
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I was quite the shy 15 yr old girl taking a high school history class being taught by a teacher "who had issues". The class was mainly male students, most of them athletes. The teacher was a man who mainly coached, but taught a couple of history classes to round out his schedule. He seated all the athletes at the front of the class and seated the small remainder of the class ( about 5 girls and 2 guys) at the back. He ruled the class by intimidation . The rules of the classroom changed daily, depending on his mood, so each day was different than the previous. When tests were given he often read the students wrong answers aloud to the class so everyone could have a good laugh. I quickly learned it was safer to simply leave an answer I was unsure of blank, rather than subject myself to being laughed at. I passed the course, but this teacher remains in my memory as the absolute worst teacher I ever had. His classroom behavior would never be tolerated in a school today.
One day our homework assignment was to bring a newspaper article to class that had to do with something we were studying. I brought an article to class and was randomly chosen with three others to come to the front of the class with our article. He began with me. He didn't like the article I had chosen and the ridicule and belittling began...I was embarrassed and humiliated. As the teacher ranted, a tall boy seated at the front of the class, raised his hand. The teacher called on him.
"Coach, I brought the same article."
The teacher was disgustingly surprised.
"Did any one else bring this article?", he asked the class.
A few other hands were raised.
The scolding was deflected from me and now simply given to the class in general.
I never personally knew the tall guy at the front of the class who was responsible for helping me out of the uncomfortable situation, but I knew his name. He was at the party we attended over the weekend. I had the opportunity to thank him and tell him how I still remembered his act of kindness. He didn't even remember the incident, but I certainly did. The guy is now a retired teacher, himself, and could only shake his head as he remembered that teacher/coach.
It's never too late to say "Thank you"!
So glad I had this opportunity.
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