I like to tell stories from the old days.....Let you know what a high school near Houston was like....
The fight business was real and it was scary. And this was long before they had police officers either hired by the school district or hired full time by the schools. I know there are sheriff deputies still hired at LCM ISD. ( Correct me if I am wrong) and places like Vidor, Buna ISD have their own police departments. I remember when the Pct 4 Constable in Jasper County was the Resource Officer in Buna.....
But long ago, fights?
The teachers broke them up.
I helped break up a fight between two 250+lb football players in the Social Studies Hall. I hit the ground and hurt my already brittle back, Laird Engel the chemistry teacher was walking down the hall town the science wing got involved and he hit the ground. The toughest one of the group was Charlene Chumley a math teacher who had come down the hall to help, rolling around with one of the fighters in a choke hold. Come to find out Charlene had been raised only girl with 5 brothers. And this was everyday for her growing up. I also found out she grew up on an actual ranch in South Texas and her dad raised her as another guy.
I hurt my back. And I went to the doctor. The district fought me too and nail not to file worker's comp. It is one of the few times I was glad I had a brother as a lawyer. He was working for a firm and an older partner called the Supt. of Schools and read him the riot act.
Now that time my back improved and I only missed a couple of days of school, but that right there shows you, it is just a job. A school district will throw teachers under the bus in a heartbeat.
- Let's do some sex at school.
We had an English II teacher and a science teacher decide that they were going to have sex at school. And they did it of all places on top of the biology lab tables. Early, early morning before school. And get caught by a couple of kids coming down to another class to make-up work they'd missed. UIL Academic kids. Only ones who gave a damn enough to show up that time of day. (Both trying to get into Rice. One eventually did, the other one had to settle on Tulane. )
Both of course resign, and I do not know how, both of their spouses stayed with them. Maybe both spouses thought, " I get a Hall-Pass now?"
The room was later used as a classroom, but was forever known by kids and faculty as the ' Sex Room.' The new teacher who was assigned the room took half a year for someone to tell her what happened in the room. (New college grad English teacher, of course. )
Not good enough?
I was eating lunch in my room one day with another couple of teachers when Mrs. XXXXX our hall custodian came by and said, "Can y'all come look at some thing with me?" She never asked us anything and generally only spoke pleasantries.
We follow her down the hall and hear what can only be called @ sex noises@ come from a classroom that was being used as a storage room. Why it was unlocked, I do not know?
We open the door and there was 4 students, 1 girl and 3 boys engaged in as Shelton from "Big Bang" would call, "Having Coitus. " All "nekkid." . We step outside after they realize we are there and tell them to get dressed.
The stories changed 4-6 times from all 4, and in the end, all 4 were booted off campus for a month. None of the boys returned. She did, like nothing ever happened.
- Still not good enough?
School is a rumor mill and many times, it is the truth, sometimes it is just rumor.
Toward the end of a school year, the rumor was an 18 year old girl ( In those days 18 could work in such clubs)was "dancing" at a club in the, well, let's just say Houston.
Well, she went from driving a beat to hell Dodge to a really nice Acura Sports Car. Brand New.I didn't think anything about it. Graduation present was what I thought. ( Acura used to make some nice sports vehicles)
I know I had a set of twins whose dad had given them both F-250s at graduation to work in his rice farming business. A tax write off. The rice farm is long gone, but both are rich from Liberty County real estate development and are living out around Rocksprings. BTW- Boy and girl. Boy married his high school sweetie, the girl married a boy she met at A&M who was a business genius. ( But again, I digress)
It wasn't until one Friday afternoon, I had seen her come to school like everyone else, jeans, t-shirt.
By the time she made it to my last period economics class, she had changed.
Tartan skirt, white dress shirt, knee length socks, and a sweater.......Dressed for work.....At first, I said nothing. She hadn't used a trowel to apply her make-up yet..... Looked like a Catholic/Episcopal schoolgirl.......Being ever the smarta$$, I couldn't not help it and asked, "Miss the bus to St. Catherine's School for Wayward Girls?"
She laughed.
I should have been fired at least 100 times....And I was able to weasel my way out so many times....
Story is she used this to put herself through a fancy college in North Texas....Only dancing back in Houston away from her school. Married to a lawyer..... I wonder if he knows?
After graduation I found a card on my desk for a free 'lap dance' at a Gentlemen's Club in Houston, one I couldn't afford the cover choice for...I found the card a few years ago in a box of junk I collected over the years teaching. It was tossed away with a other stuff stuff I couldn't even remember where it came from?
I originally thought perhaps I could give it to a 'saint' when I was feeling particularly 'randy.'
Yeah, never used.....
You want more stories? I got some to make you cry your eyes out.....
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