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		<title>By: Jennifer</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jennifer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 20:03:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Whoa.  What a creep.

I think you should sell this as a script to a real Soap Opera or to Lifetime.  I mean that as a compliment!  Your stories are so fun to read!  Sorry you had to deal with a creep like this, but I sure enjoy reading about it all!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whoa.  What a creep.</p>
<p>I think you should sell this as a script to a real Soap Opera or to Lifetime.  I mean that as a compliment!  Your stories are so fun to read!  Sorry you had to deal with a creep like this, but I sure enjoy reading about it all!</p>
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		<title>By: Carla Stream</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4933</link>
		<dc:creator>Carla Stream</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 19:51:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I like that you pointed out that you KNEW and he KNEW that you were being inappropriate and very close to crossing the line. Somewhere deep inside you both knew. As a former middle school teacher I get completely infuriated by the fact that teachers use their position to prey on students. Wrong, wrong, wrong!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like that you pointed out that you KNEW and he KNEW that you were being inappropriate and very close to crossing the line. Somewhere deep inside you both knew. As a former middle school teacher I get completely infuriated by the fact that teachers use their position to prey on students. Wrong, wrong, wrong!</p>
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		<title>By: canadianflake</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4932</link>
		<dc:creator>canadianflake</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 19:28:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There was a teacher like that in my high school too. The subject for me was music and I lived for it. I joined every band and choir I could get involved in. It saved me and gave me an escape from a terrible home life.  Anyway in Grade 11, I was exposed to a new teacher and there was someone about him that gave me the creeps. I couldn&#039;t put my finger on it...it was nothing he did... I just knew there was something not right about him so I steered clear and went out of my way to NOT be alone with him.  Everyone else seemed to think he was just terrific so I started to doubt my feelings about him.  A few yrs later he was suspended for having an &quot;inappropriate&quot; relationship with a young student. They both denied it of course....until she turned out to be pregnant...It was one of those things in life that thought me to ALWAYS listen to that inner voice, even when it doesn&#039;t make sense to do so.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was a teacher like that in my high school too. The subject for me was music and I lived for it. I joined every band and choir I could get involved in. It saved me and gave me an escape from a terrible home life.  Anyway in Grade 11, I was exposed to a new teacher and there was someone about him that gave me the creeps. I couldn&#8217;t put my finger on it&#8230;it was nothing he did&#8230; I just knew there was something not right about him so I steered clear and went out of my way to NOT be alone with him.  Everyone else seemed to think he was just terrific so I started to doubt my feelings about him.  A few yrs later he was suspended for having an &#8220;inappropriate&#8221; relationship with a young student. They both denied it of course&#8230;.until she turned out to be pregnant&#8230;It was one of those things in life that thought me to ALWAYS listen to that inner voice, even when it doesn&#8217;t make sense to do so.</p>
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		<title>By: Swistle</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4931</link>
		<dc:creator>Swistle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 19:07:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>At 15, I would have thought I was misunderstanding the situation:  I would have thought that a grown man couldn&#039;t be attracted to a teenaged girl.  Then, as an adult, I would have FREAKED OUT when I realized I HADN&#039;T misunderstood.  Then I might toy with the idea of meeting with the principal, not to take any official action but to let the principal know what had happened.

There was a teacher at my high school who was rumored to choose a &quot;special student&quot; each year.  One of those &quot;special students&quot; dropped out of school because of a pregnancy.  I don&#039;t know what actually happened, or if he deserved his reputation.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At 15, I would have thought I was misunderstanding the situation:  I would have thought that a grown man couldn&#8217;t be attracted to a teenaged girl.  Then, as an adult, I would have FREAKED OUT when I realized I HADN&#8217;T misunderstood.  Then I might toy with the idea of meeting with the principal, not to take any official action but to let the principal know what had happened.</p>
<p>There was a teacher at my high school who was rumored to choose a &#8220;special student&#8221; each year.  One of those &#8220;special students&#8221; dropped out of school because of a pregnancy.  I don&#8217;t know what actually happened, or if he deserved his reputation.</p>
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		<title>By: Omega Mum</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4930</link>
		<dc:creator>Omega Mum</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 18:58:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The key factor is the age, isn&#039;t it? This kind of abuse of power happens millions of times every day in workplaces and homes round the world.  And it&#039;s tricky. You have girls just becoming conscious of their power to attract and unhappy men who - let&#039;s face it - are just stupid and driven by sex. Clearly they shouldn&#039;t be anywhere near schools but what do you do with the rest of them?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The key factor is the age, isn&#8217;t it? This kind of abuse of power happens millions of times every day in workplaces and homes round the world.  And it&#8217;s tricky. You have girls just becoming conscious of their power to attract and unhappy men who &#8211; let&#8217;s face it &#8211; are just stupid and driven by sex. Clearly they shouldn&#8217;t be anywhere near schools but what do you do with the rest of them?</p>
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		<title>By: LawyerMama</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4929</link>
		<dc:creator>LawyerMama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 17:51:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, he soooo remembered exactly who you were.  Sounds like he was still playing his sick little power games.

At 15, I&#039;m not sure I could say what I would have done.

I&#039;ve never had anything similar happen with a teacher but did with a man I babysat for.  Well, I sat for his children.  I think I was 13-14 &amp; it was definitely sick.  Nothing physical ever happened but there were definite lines crossed by him.  I never said anything to my parents, probably because the way he looked at me made me feel as if I had done something to deserve his treatment.  Now I&#039;m familiar with that look and I know that I did nothing wrong.

At 15, with an ongoing situation, I don&#039;t know.  I&#039;m such a different person now &amp; I assume you are too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, he soooo remembered exactly who you were.  Sounds like he was still playing his sick little power games.</p>
<p>At 15, I&#8217;m not sure I could say what I would have done.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve never had anything similar happen with a teacher but did with a man I babysat for.  Well, I sat for his children.  I think I was 13-14 &amp; it was definitely sick.  Nothing physical ever happened but there were definite lines crossed by him.  I never said anything to my parents, probably because the way he looked at me made me feel as if I had done something to deserve his treatment.  Now I&#8217;m familiar with that look and I know that I did nothing wrong.</p>
<p>At 15, with an ongoing situation, I don&#8217;t know.  I&#8217;m such a different person now &amp; I assume you are too.</p>
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		<title>By: Smiling Mom</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4928</link>
		<dc:creator>Smiling Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 16:13:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>AHHH, I&#039;m furious at him right now!!  Can we say, child molester??  And he&#039;s still teaching?  This is one of the few things that can get a teacher fired from a job.

I don&#039;t know that I would have done anything different at 15, but I can assure you that I&#039;d write a letter to the principal, teacher and superintendent right now letting them know exactly what went on.

He teaches other girls now... who knows if it is going farther with any of them!

Bastard.  How dare him abuse his power that way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>AHHH, I&#8217;m furious at him right now!!  Can we say, child molester??  And he&#8217;s still teaching?  This is one of the few things that can get a teacher fired from a job.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know that I would have done anything different at 15, but I can assure you that I&#8217;d write a letter to the principal, teacher and superintendent right now letting them know exactly what went on.</p>
<p>He teaches other girls now&#8230; who knows if it is going farther with any of them!</p>
<p>Bastard.  How dare him abuse his power that way.</p>
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		<title>By: Kateastrophe</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4927</link>
		<dc:creator>Kateastrophe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 14:58:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so interested to see people&#039;s responses here!  I obviously knew about this experience you had, and was witness to some of the other weird situations you refer to.

My experiences with what I like to refer to as Dirty Old Men didn&#039;t happen until college, but they sure happened, and I, like you, think my ego loved the game.

Anyway, can&#039;t wait to see what comes out of the woodwork here!  Cool (and sorta creepy) Soap Opera Sunday!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so interested to see people&#8217;s responses here!  I obviously knew about this experience you had, and was witness to some of the other weird situations you refer to.</p>
<p>My experiences with what I like to refer to as Dirty Old Men didn&#8217;t happen until college, but they sure happened, and I, like you, think my ego loved the game.</p>
<p>Anyway, can&#8217;t wait to see what comes out of the woodwork here!  Cool (and sorta creepy) Soap Opera Sunday!</p>
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		<title>By: Kimberly</title>
		<link>http://twasbrillig.wordpress.com/2007/07/08/teaching-me/#comment-4926</link>
		<dc:creator>Kimberly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 14:52:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow...what an ordeal!

I experienced the close friendship with a teacher thing, but never crossed that line into inappropriateness.  Probably because I was a mousy little thing.  Who knew that was something to be grateful for?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow&#8230;what an ordeal!</p>
<p>I experienced the close friendship with a teacher thing, but never crossed that line into inappropriateness.  Probably because I was a mousy little thing.  Who knew that was something to be grateful for?</p>
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		<title>By: Kellyology</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kellyology</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 14:44:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I taught at the high school level for on year and complained to my husband as one of my many reasons to quit that a LARGE percentage of the high school teachers had arrested maturity problems, and they seemed to be overly caught up in the drama and the gossip that ensues among all teens.  The lunch room gossip alone pushed me over the edge.  Now I&#039;m not saying that all HS teachers are like this.  There are some fabulous one&#039;s out there.  I&#039;m just saying in my experience the majority of them seemed to be attracted to their job because they were trapped in the overly dramatic stage of the teen years.  So it absolutely does not surprise me that this happened.  Creeps me out, yes.  But it does not surprise me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I taught at the high school level for on year and complained to my husband as one of my many reasons to quit that a LARGE percentage of the high school teachers had arrested maturity problems, and they seemed to be overly caught up in the drama and the gossip that ensues among all teens.  The lunch room gossip alone pushed me over the edge.  Now I&#8217;m not saying that all HS teachers are like this.  There are some fabulous one&#8217;s out there.  I&#8217;m just saying in my experience the majority of them seemed to be attracted to their job because they were trapped in the overly dramatic stage of the teen years.  So it absolutely does not surprise me that this happened.  Creeps me out, yes.  But it does not surprise me.</p>
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