And the vice principal paraded me through the campus while loudly berating me and then measured the hemline of my dress as compared to my knee by placing a dollar bill against my thigh. I called my mom crying and she got an article published in the local paper about it with a picture of the outfit I was wearing and ā€˜slut shaming’ in the title, exposing their common practice of humiliating girls. I said in the article that a dollar bill is not a measuring implement and that having one placed on my body against my will made me feel like I was being treated like a stripper. The PR nightmare made them stop. A male teacher with questionable intentions who I later smoked weed with at a party praised me in front of our film class for ā€˜fighting the man.’ Everyone clapped. We attended a lot of mediation meetings and they were so afraid that we were going to sue that i was able to leverage it to graduate despite being on the precipice of being held back due to failing my classes from not doing work šŸ˜Ž I still can’t do math to this day
Apr 26, 2024

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my freshman year of high school i went to a new school and i didnt know how to do school well bc i have learning disabilities. it was an academically rigorous traditional school and i forgot to do my homework bc i was bad at planning ahead and like generally keeping track of things. anyway like the first week of this new school i get to class and got called on about the homework and i had to say in front of the class that i forgot. this teacher was known to be an odd ball/old school and he yelled at me and sent me out of class and asked me and told me only to return when i was prepared and ready to learn. needless to say i was stunned and packed up my stuff and ran out crying. i mean i was literally like 14. this then became the folklore everyone told new students about this teacher and it got passed down but no one realized it was me and when i became like a senior i would tell freshman and they were like that was you?!?! anyway this teacher years later got clocked for sexual misconduct and buying kids alcohol lol
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We had an AP biology teacher who according to rumor and anecdotal observation over the years would always seat girls with the biggest chests in front (you know I was seated in the veryyyy back). As a vegetarian I conscientiously objected to dissecting squids and he said that was fine but that he would give me an alternate activity which is standard practice. The alternate activity was that he had me clean the squid guts off of the lab tables (which were also our desks) as people sat there and had them watch in silence. He gave live commentary as I cleaned and I eventually burst into tears from the embarrassment. People were actually so sweet and came up to me later and apologized that I had to go through that and a petition went around to get him fired. The petition was unsuccessful but he was later fired because he got caught WATCHING PORNOGRAPHY ON HIS SCHOOL COMPUTER DURING SCHOOL HOURSSSSS!!!!!!
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an incident happened at a football game and I was in the hospital then suspended and when I came back to school in the middle of taking a test I was pulled out of class and the school cop was like ā€œso I have to arrest you, we have to drive down to the stationā€ and when he drove me back to school he said ā€œyour mom said I can just give you a ride homeā€œ so I had to sit in the passenger seat of the cop car and get driven past the entire student body cause they were all outside leaving , at least 3x a year until I was a few years out of high school I would meet a new person (adults/parents included) and after saying my name they would say ā€œare you the girl who…..ā€ and I’d have to be like. yeah.
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