Today my school was informed that one of the teachers had tried to buy sexual services from teens, and was a fraud on social media to get juvenile porn.
It’s a really disgusting thing to do, and where I’m from, those things never happen (at least not that much). I didn’t know the guy much, except that he was in his twenties fresh out of university and he was a substitute teacher in my classroom once. Everyone knew him as this cool, uplight teacher that always had this nice and sincere smile on his face. I wasn’t particularly attached to him, but my two best friends were in his class (he was their substitute teacher for five months). Funny (not in a joke kind of way) thing is that three weeks ago, the guy left the school and we didn’t know why. Turns out he was arrested that time. Now we understand why another substitute teacher, his best friend, ran out crying that day.
Only today we were informed because the guy was summoned at court. I think tomorrow or some time next week is when he’ll plead guilty/not guilty.
I really hated seeing my two best friends crying their hearts out and be forced to go back home since they were going into the class the guy taught next period (so they were too overflown to do anything), as they felt really close to that guy and that they could trust him in all honesty.
Even some idiots at my school (next locker to mine) commented on the guy by making fun of the whole situation (therefore addressing my friends’ shocking experience as ridiculous, then making fun of me for being blunt).
I know some might believe that it’s not really a traumatizing experience or that those crying kids did it for attention, but when they realized in that moment that all the times the guy was acting kind of out of line and a little too “in their bubble” had actually a way deeper meaning, of course they were big emotional bombs. Now that they think about all those times that they felt he was just being really friendly, they see this 24 year-old approaching them, subtly going for sexual intercourse.
The reason I’m writing this is because when I went out of my school’s main entrance to go catch my bus, journalists surrounded me (and I was really impatient because I was trying to hurry to comfort my friend as she takes the same bus as me) and asked me if he was my teacher, if I felt unsafe, if he reached to me, and other impersonal questions. I know it’s their job to harass me into informing the public, yet I still had to really calm down to keep myself from swearing at them. As the school direction told us not to talk to the journalists, I simply refused to answer their questions and they went on to the next student.
It just pissed me off so much that they would invade us this way and that the cops can do nothing about them trespassing on school grounds. I’m mostly writing this because I wanted to blow some steam off, and writing this helped me with that. Not too long ago, I called my other best friend to ask her how she was, and this crying cracked voice on the line broke my heart.