Re: Should LGBT/queer teachers be open to their students?
I figured he's been thinking of someone in particular. But just in case I'm right, I want to be clear that I don't want details of past suspected woes.
Yes you caught me.
I've been bullied throughout my school year. I've also had special relationships with several different teachers. But with this situation in particular. Hmm.
I actually have. He was my 6th grade world history/social studies teacher. I had him last period, everyday. From the end of lunch which lunch was quarter past 12, (sometimes if he wasn't a jerk he would let us eat lunch in his class) which was 1, to quarter past 3, which was when school got out. So for damn near over two hours I interacted with him everyday.
I'm gonna call him Mr. Marshall.
This was in LA mind you. Los Angeles School District smh.
The classrooms were also gender segregated. The only thing that was segregated was lunch and gym. So it was all male or all female classes. But the teachers could be any gender.
He was this older white guy who looked like Tom Arnold kind of.
I remember he was kinda strict and stuff.
I was bullied by the other boys in the class, both for racial and homphobic reasons. I was called a faggot Steve Urkel. All types of shit.
I remember Mr. Marshall would read out notes the other bullies were passing around that said, "Taralen is a sick faggot bitch who just wants dick.", and thought that shit was funny. This was the teacher. Smh.
I remember like towards end of the school year, some boys were passing out a porn magazine in class, (why the porn magazine was 95% homoerotic and naked men posing, I don't know lol) and Mr. Marshall asked who the porn magazine belonged to. I took the rat, because I was a stupid kid like that always being the whipping boy, and said it was my magazine that I stole from my dads sock drawer.
I remember he not only looked at me and laughed and had this derpy look like "I'm not surprised, you're the guilty one", but I didn't get in trouble at all, at least I don't remember, and he confiscated the magazine and locked it up in a cupboard behind his desk.
One day, I waited and waited for my guardian at the time (my mother sadly passed away during this time, I was staying with my guardian) to take me home from school and after twenty minutes they didn't show up. So I decided to go to Mr. Marshall and ask to use his phone to see what's going on. (This was before cell phones and all that.) It turns out my guardian was tied up at work and won't be able to pick me up for a while. So I asked Mr. Marshall if it was okay that I could wait in his classroom. He said it was, so I began to do some Sudoku puzzles I think.
All of a sudden his partner looking straight up like Harvey Fierstein, came in the class, and no they didn't hug or kiss or show any PDA, but it was very obvious this was his boyfriend, based on what they were talking about, and how camp this guy was. Lord Jesus. I'm not gonna go into full details though.
Also some of the other boys in the class, there were rumors that he was homosexual, but you know how boys are.
Anyways, I just feel if he were more open, I would have been more comfortable with him. All the times I was bullied in his class, it would have been nice if he stood up for me.
The issue is, that you're putting a sexual theme to it. Which no is not okay.
I have another situation, I talked about it in this thread.
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/thr...ot-interested-in-your-personal-life-being-gay
I also posted about this on reddit, and got so much shit on it.
My Elementary School Principal.
He was this big chubby obese John Candy looking man. I'll call him Mr. Lindy (that may or may not be his real name.)
He was married and had a son in High School. Before people start. Ugh.
Again, this was an inner city school. Segregated school.
We were bad Bay Bay kids.
I remember I would cuss my teachers out, because they were all old hags and needed to get laid. They would write me demerit slips and shit, and send me to his office. Mr. Lindy would totally understand where I was coming home, and he was really chill and cool and he would just rip those slips up and say they are just bitter old women, and troll with me and the other boys in the school all the time, instead of punishing me.
He was really surprisingly into hip hop/rap and urban music. He liked Prince and Michael Jackson and Eminem a lot lol. He would always be playing it in his office. He even knew a lot of urban and street slang, like due to how he grew up and stuff. He had a lot of swagger to him that was natural for a white fat principal. lol.
At most he would make me staple papers in his office, as that really wasn't a punishment, as I liked being around him.
He would be at the playground acting like a bouncer/security guard kind of, and if I was feeling shitty, I would just go up and give him a bear hug and he wouldn't mind.
I remember I would eat lunch in his office sometimes. I know at least twice he took me to Wendy's and McDonalds and stuff for lunch.
I just liked his company.
Towards the end of my 5th grade school year, the district wanted to do something nice for underprivileged kids, so they arranged a trip to the Angeles National Forest for us to go camping and do their outdoor school program.
We would be in these makeshift bungalows in the woods, that only had one electrical socket, and a makeshift bathroom and shower attached at the end of the bungalows.
Each of the boys in the school had a chaperone in the bungalows. The chaperones were all random, but they were other male teachers and staff members, I think the janitors and custodians were also chaperones as well.
Just as luck may have it, me and seven other boys got Mr. Lindy as our chaperone. I felt so lucky.
Being that we were inner city Bay Bay kids, we weren't interested in the outdoor activities they had, and it was kinda bad weather as well. It was raining. We were kinda bored in the cabin.
But I remember Mr. Lindy brought snacks and food and board games for us to play. (I don't know how the fuck he did it,) he managed to sneak in a projector and some DVD's. The DVD's he brought were also R rated hood movies like Chucky 1 2 and 3, Rush Hour, Money Talks, Eddie Murphy's Nutty Professor and shit like that. Wow.
He was really nice, and I miss him.
But I remember people on reddit were saying all types of sexual connotations and shit. Like WTF? Whoa, hold the phone. Like why are you putting that kinda spin on it?
But sadly, I see how even in that aspect, we have to play it safe, and it sucks. But oh well.
I hope that helps any.
