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To All Teachers
By Stacey

I am nothing because of two teachers I had in first and third grade. The first grade teacher popped my hand with a ruler because I didn't know how to do the "Hokey Pokey" correctly. I didn't know my left from my right which
is what the song is all about. The third grade teacher took me out in the hall and paddled me nearly every day because I couldn't finish my assignments and I missed plenty of recess time.
I call this abuse now. But at the time I was a powerless child at the mercy of teachers. I became afraid to raise my hand for anything or ask questions when I needed help with my work.
I didn't

tell my mom or dad because dad always told me if you get in trouble at school You'll get from me when you get home too.
I vomited so often on the school bus I had to sit up front where the driver kept a box for me.
I don't want anyones pity now, it wouldn't do any good. But what I would like to ask you all since you are teachers of young children. Remember this you are their first experience in school. You can make a difference in each childs' life whether it be bad or good. Not all children have spoiled home lives. These days most parents don't even care about their children and don't spend nearly as much time as teachers do with them. So please don't treat kids like they are meaningless specks of dirt or they'll be just that.
Some teachers get all mad and defensive and say things like " Well, I'm here to teach not baby the students " Believe me You don't have to Baby a child to make them enjoy school just don't take your anger and personal life out on them.
I remember wanting to die everyday on the bus just to get away from the humiliation.
The 2nd grade was my favorite. My teacher taught us cursive writing,division, and I even remember what my workbooks looked like but I can't remember anything positive about 1st or 3rd grade.
Later it was determined that I had a learning disability. Now I have social anxiety and hardly ever leave my home except to go shopping for neccessities. Please have mercy on your students.
My life STINKS and I hate myself.
Thank you for taking time to read this.