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TEACHERS GONE WILD II

Please refer to the earlier post on this subject which serves as an introduction. 

One commenter on FreeRepublic.com rhetorically asked after reading that introduction, “Is it any wonder many people today want to homeschool kids?”  For reasons including their safety from predator teachers in our schools as well as the facts that discipline is often chaotic and actual education is a hit or miss proposition in those schools, homeschooling is easily the better choice for those parents who can handle the challenge. For further information and resources on homeschooling your kids, see http://www.home-school.com/, http://www.thehomeschoolmom.com/, and http://www.homeschoolcentral.com/

“Jennie,” (not her real name), was the student referred to in the last few paragraphs of the first installment of “Teachers Gone Wild.”  A pretty, talented, shy, artistic, and smart young sophomore in my 10th grade honors English class, she was a member of the cheerleading squad, track and field team, drama club, and a budding songstress and artist.  Then she hit some bad times at home.

Her father had packed up and left the family in dire straits leaving Jennie, the fifth youngest of six children, to cope virtually alone.  Her mom was a good person but stressed almost beyond endurance.  Still, always affable and cooperative, Jennie struggled on, never showing or discussing her private pain and vicissitudes.

It was at that point, unfortunately for her, that Mr. B. entered Jennie’s complex picture.  An art teacher since retired with his wife to bask in the sunny warmth of The Villages in Florida and no doubt oblivious of the damage and trauma he caused in Jennie’s life, Mr. B. “befriended” her, taking her to lunch, driving her home after her extracurriculars were done, generally ingratiating himself into her confused life.

It was during one of those lunches, always eaten in his car and not in public venues, when, on a secluded road near the school, that Mr. B. made his first move on Jennie.   Fondling her and forcing his tongue into her mouth, she was both scared and repulsed.  To this day she remembers the scene vividly, his hands grabbing her breasts, his garlic-y breath all but suffocating her.

Sensing a willing victim in the vulnerable 15 year old,...
 
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