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...I went through a teaching program. I cared a lot about it. I invested myself in it so thoroughly for years. I made it all the way to Student teaching. After being there two weeks, the teachers and the university had me pulled because they did not think I was ready. This was the reason they gave me. But they could never articulate why and they even admitted it. I am still not sure why what happened happened. They tiptoed around me and lied. These were people that I was supposed to trust and were supposed to be on my side. My aunt, who is a teacher, hypothesized that it was politics because I made some kid mad. That was her theory. But my whole point is, that I wanted to do this. I wanted to help people. In return, I was treated like what I wanted, the hard work I have put in, being a good person, and my life and what happened to me did not matter. I know that this is one of life's hard lessons, but in this instance, I felt that I had been slapped in the face pretty hard by it. You know that these things are supposed to be hard, but you never think anything like that could ever happen, period. This was on just another level of disturbing, unusual and bad.
And I may sound bad when I say this, but I hope that all the people that had a hand in doing that to me pay dearly somehow. It would not be by my hands unless I could by some off chance score a successful lawsuit against them. I know that wouldn't work. But if there is such a thing as karma, then I hope their day comes and they don't know what hit them. If this sounds evil, please forgive me.
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