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Post by bamadancer on Mar 27, 2008 14:39:30 GMT -5
I went to high school in a small town. Apparently it was a pretty common thing there for teachers to date/marry their students. I know at least 2 teachers who married their students after they graduated, and one couple who started dating while the girl was in high school (she was 17 at the time, no idea how old he was). The teacher left his then-wife to be with her and they're still together to this day. Odd, and creepy.
You never had to worry about what you were going to wear each day. Blue shirt, navy blue pants. I went to St. Austin's in North Minneapolis. My mother sent me there because my skinny little ass would not have survived public schools. I just got my ass kicked by nuns instead. Good times, good times.
You never had to worry about what you were going to wear each day. Blue shirt, navy blue pants. I went to St. Austin's in North Minneapolis. My mother sent me there because my skinny little ass would not have survived public schools. I just got my ass kicked by nuns instead. Good times, good times.
Mine was a red, white and blue plaid jumper with white blouse and knee socks. I got sent there because the public schools sucked
We had a male teacher try it on in the photography darkroom with a male student aged around 13 or 14. He picked the biggest loudmouth in school and it was all over the place within 24 hours. Teacher disappeared and was never located though they found his abandoned car...
He was actually a great teacher, inspired me a lot. Made me sad.
