Midwest Chick's Place

When I was in school, I heard nothing, absolutely nothing, about a teacher’s personal life.  They were a teacher.  In my small hometown, a few years after I graduated, the english teacher ran off with the art teacher (both male).  

None of the kids I knew had an inkling that either were gay (in the case of the english teacher, he was married with grown children).  I do think that he ran off at all was more scandalous than the person with whom he took it on the lam (especially to his wife).

In neither case, did the teachers feel the need to discuss their personal trials and tribulations or their sexuality with their students.  There was a line that they didn’t cross.

At some point, it seems that teachers began to morph into ‘buds’ instead of teachers.  Maybe it’s because teachers became emotionally immature, like their peers.  I do know some teachers who are younger than me, by ten or twelve years, and I would consider them to be good teachers in the old school way.

So it’s interesting to hear that teachers groomers in Florida are planning on quitting their jobs because they can’t talk about their personal lives and sexuality any more with their students.  

If so, I hope the door doesn’t hit them on the ass on their way out and I’m sure California and some of the bigger cities like Minneapolis or Chicago will welcome them with open arms.  I would hope that they would give up the profession altogether and do something (anything) else where they don’t have contact with vulnerable minds.  

Definitely a feature, not a bug of the new Florida law.