At one point in our lives, we’ve all had a teacher that we thought was a little bit crazy. Maybe they would randomly burst into song and dance in the middle of a lecture. Or maybe they would publicly shame students who forgot to do their homework. Or, if you went to my high school, they would hand out information like this:
Yes, this is a guide on how to deal with so-called “sexual errors.” According to my radical teacher, in order to “cure” homosexuality, you should date someone of the opposite sex. If your significant other cheats on you and breaks your heart, you should definitely go easy on them (Note: If my boyfriend ever cheated on me I’d slash his car tires, just like my mom did once). Don’t even get me started on what he said about children of divorced parents. This wasn’t on the guide but he would talk about how they came from “broken homes” and were destined to drop out of college end up divorced themselves.
Talk about crazy.