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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My Mom didn't understand why I had quit High School, it had nothing to do with the kids I didn't find them to be cruel. I had a lot of friendships ones I will never forget, they helped me when I was feeling low I will forever be in their debt. I enjoyed being in High School looked forward to it every day, but there was one teacher that always stood in my way. I picked a class I wanted when I was in grade nine, it was Home Economics class an easy hill to climb. I started High School passed grade nine, went on to ten, from these words right now my heart will never mend. My grade ten teacher was a cruel, old b!tch, still today, I'm telling you I do indeed have a nasty itch. She decided to tell me I didn't belong in her class, I argued with her a bit got up, left, told her to kiss my ass. I told her I picked this class when I was doing my forms in grade nine, making clothes and cooking my teacher left me blind. My Mom didn't understand why I had quit High School, it wasn't the kids that bothered me it was the teacher, that was being cruel. Copyright Cynthia Jones Apr.24/2015 This is basically a follow-up, to my poem titled, "Love Who You Are." I was not only bullied by kids almost my entire life, but teachers too. I didn't say a damn word to my homeroom teacher, to make her say what she said. She told me, I didn't belong in her class. It was only a class for grades 11 and 12 students only. I tried to stand my ground, but she left me crying and leaving the class instead. After that happened, I never went back. It was almost the end of the school year and I was going to be going into grade 11, but she stopped it from happening. Thanks a lot A$$HOLE!!!!!
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