Graf # 2 Worst Teacher Ever

In 1981, I was pregnant and fifteen years old you can imagine that left my presence being wanted at the local high school less than desirable. I was an apparent freak of nature because I wanted to continue my education, my pregnancy was not an accident it was an on purpose and there where no other girls like me in our school of 120 teenagers. Truly I was a unique individual but after all I am so named. My purpose was not to cause a riff nor was I looking for any special treatment. I just wanted to finish out my freshman year at school. My baby belly was showing and in June I was in the end of my second trimester. I had about two weeks of finals before school was out for the summer. I certainly was not a fashion diva in school and on this particular day I wore a hand me down maternity top, out of sheer necessity, to school with the word BABY across the front of it. At this point my pregnancy was not a secret, this was just a shirt that accommodated my ever growing belly and I was quite comfortable stating the obvious. I will never forget the horror of having my name announced over the intercom, when I was called to the office. During the long walk down the short hallway that day a million things went through my mind. This was my first time to the office in my school career. I took a deep breath and opened the big wooden door and sat down while I waited for further instructions. It was then I was told the principal wanted to have a word with me. I nearly fainted in my chair. Although the principal was a family friend, this certainly wasn't going to be a social visit. My stomach flipped, my knees shook but I managed to stand and continue into his office. When I got there he simply said,"one of your teachers has a problem with the shirt you are wearing and you need to change your shirt." I didn't have a wardrobe at school nor, at this point, did I have any friends who were my size who could lend me a different shirt. I knew I would have to go home. As I sat outside the office waiting for my mother to come get me, my thoughts of anger were going deeper all the time. Did the principal just call me into his office and dismiss me from school all because one of my right winged teachers felt I was promoting that it was okay for teens to get pregnant?! She was a very stern woman, who I didn't have a class with. I didn't know her personally but apparently my BABY shirt offended her. When my mother arrived she quietly had a few words with the principal. On the ride home she shared with me what she said and I felt so vindicated. The jist of it was if Mrs. Strout was offended by my shirt Mrs. Strout should have gone home because I was there to learn not teach. The ridiculous judgement, from that teacher directed toward me was unfounded and not warranted.I certainly am not one to promote anyone to be like me. I prefer my originality and my name says that about me. On a side note, I did finish out my freshman year, I graduated a year early with home school, and once all my children were raised, I went back to school which is where I am now, studying to be an RN.