Wow! I was not aware this many of you experienced abuse in your own schools. I suffered physical abuse also. My parents who adopted me were not aware I was hard-of-hearing. I attended first grade in public school. One day my teacher suddenly took me out of the class room by force and pulled me into another room, (I think it was the supply room) and spanked me. I did not know what that was all about at the time. I was back in class and on another day, she repeated the second time pulling me into that room and spanked me harder and a bit longer and spoke to me with a raised voice and scowling look on her face. I did not know what that was about either. Then later, the 3rd time came around and believe it or not... in that room, I call it the "torture room" or more like "terror room". With her voice raised and yelling and showing that scowling look on her face, her hands were flying, striking me any which way she threw blows on my body. She really was on a roll! It was just unbelieveable and scary that I was screaming and crying telling her to stop! While she kept on going, I hollered, "Stop! Stop! Stop!"
But she was like an unstoppable machine on a roll. Her hands were fast and the blows were hard! They were not fists, just open hands and I thought I was going to die as she kept on striking me with blows from her hands. The only thing that stopped her from striking me anymore was EXHAUSTION! That is when she stopped. I was crying really hard! My face was reddened and swollen from so much hard crying. I truly feared her big time! I still did not know what that was all about either. Time passed and class had been pretty good, then while sitting with a few of my classmates in a semi-circle in front of that teacher, she had that look at me like she was very angry. I learned later in life as a teenager that the reason the teacher gave me beatings 3 times was only because I could not hear my teacher call my name... and there was going to be a fourth beating, but one of my classmates, Linda Norton spoke up for me, "But Mrs. A_ _ _ _ _, maybe Ricky can't hear you!" (God bless Linda!) That is when it (realization) hit the teacher. After school was out that afternoon that day of realization, the teacher took the initiative to inform my parents that I may be hard-of-hearing and that I should have my hearing tested. That is when my mom found out that the teacher gave me such terrible beatings. Mom really blew up! She sure had a fit about it! I wore hearing aids since then. Years later from the day of realization, my parents had their 50th wedding anniversary at my sister's home. A pretty good crowd came for the celebration and Lo And Behold!... in came the teacher who was violent to me! My mom became very angry, but kept her cool. I don't know what my dad thought of that, but I thought nothing of it. I know that in my mom's mind, that teacher was not invited at all, period! Sometime later, I was married and had 2 kids going to school. One day, my wife and 2 kids were at my sister's home and I learned that the teacher's home was only 3 blocks away. I decided to pay her a visit. My wife did not want to go, but my kids went with me. At the teacher's home, my kids and I were welcomed. While we chatted, the teacher said with emotional feelings overwhelming her and she said it sweetly with all sincerity in her heart, "Oh, Ricky! I am soooo sorry for what I did to you!" My kids were shocked and looked at me and I just sat there smiling, "It's okay." Before I left with the kids, we hugged each other. I forgave her! Years later, I attended her funeral service to pay my respects. There were others besides her relatives that attended the funeral, but I noticed that I was the only student (formerly 1st grade) to attend her funeral. Yes, I forgave her and it truly is a good feeling!
I'm not asking you forgive your former abusers, but it truly is a good feeling. My mom told me she has never forgiven that teacher for many years, but I replied, please forgive her and besides that, I'm okay! She became quiet and seemed to be at peace with that also. My parents have passed away during the 1980's with peace in their hearts. Telling this true story has put tears in my eyes. May peace be with all of you this day and always. Love and hugs!
Let's all hug each other! hugs! hugs! hugs!
and asked me who did?? i scared.. she say hey sweet dont be scare, i am here with u.. i say my teacher.. she BLEW UP!!!!!!!!!!! and got very angry! i cried... she say u are not going skool tmw!!!!! i am going call office and tell them whats going on!!!! she got pissed off big time...
