There's a story. Were you scared? Were they scared? You didn't let them tie you up, did you? Should we send help?
I was witness to a teacher, as she BITCHED out a 10 year old in front of his peers, over whether or not he should be allowed to go to the bathroom...a sweet, shy l'il ESOL kid who had absolutely NO idea why this woman was so loud and upset!
He'd asked to go to the men's room, and I'd told him to go. He was walking toward the classroom door when the woman lost her ship, and didn't seem to be able to reel herself back in until I interrupted and told her "It's ok, I told him he could go."..then, she tried to calmly shift gears and get back to the subject...the 10ths column vs the 100ths column...and realized that she had scared the ship out of the entire class...that there would be no more learning going on in That room until she cleaned up the mess she'd made...maybe some time after Thanksgiving...
The look on her face...her entire countenance... broadcast that she was gobsmacked...and all I could think was: 'If I ever hear the softest whisper of a suggestion that Anyone is contemplating a discussion that could, under ANY circumstances, lead toward the consideration of my grand daughter landing in THAT "teacher's" class I'd be up in that Principal's office before sundown prepared to burn the f¥€#%ng place to the f¥€#%ng ground'.
Yeah... I was that upset.
Upset enough to try and cost that woman her job?
I don't know...