I thought high school drama was something you outgrew. I never imagined it would return years later, wearing a teacher’s badge and targeting my daughter.crsaid
Recently, my 14-year-old daughter, Lizzie, came home and told me they had a new science teacher. But the teacher’s arrival wasn’t good news.
“She’s really hard on me,” Lizzie said as she dropped her backpack by the kitchen table.
I looked up from my laptop. “Like strict?”
She shook her head. “No. It feels… almost personal.”
That word hit me in a way I couldn’t explain.
“She’s really hard on me.”
Lizzie slid into the chair across from me, looking sad. “She makes comments about my clothes. She said if I spent less time picking outfits and more time studying, I’d excel. And she said my hair was distracting.”
“That’s not okay.”
“It’s always loud enough for everyone to hear,” Lizzie added, looking down. “And then some kids laugh.”
