I don’t know what it is about Jr. High. It’s a very difficult stage for most kids. Hormones are raging, and your body goes through awkward growth spurts. Or at least mine did. For some reason my nose grew faster than the rest of my face. I had a big nose, buck teeth, and freakishly boney knees. I was spent many an afternoon crying to my mother over how ugly I was. I think I took my anger out on that poor yard duty teacher. (Although part of me still thinks she deserved it.)
All I know is if that teacher really did choke that kid he probably deserved it. I felt like choking my kid when he was in Jr. High and I have the most well behaved child in the world. Somehow I doubt he really stood in front of all those other children choked him with the passion and conviction to kill. He probably just really wanted him shut up. And as long as that kid isn’t dead I say no harm, no foul.
Of course, if it was my kid I would totally kick his ass.
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