Having lived away from home for the better part of four years now, one thing I like to do that sort of keeps me tied in with the area and makes me feel not so far away is read the local newspaper online. This morning I the website greets me with a sideline
article that talks about yet another young female teacher who had sex with a early teenaged boy. Over the past few years there have been at least two other similar stories in the same area. That really grinds my gears. Not because I'm outraged at what some consider to be sexual abuse, but because it makes me wonder where the hell were these teachers when I was in school?! And this one was even a math teacher! My high school math teacher was a socially awkward middle aged fat guy with a beard and a propensity for terrible puns. Life just isn't fair sometimes.