https://www.posetteforever.com/viewtopic.php?f=64&t=1413&p=37655#p37655 ----------------------------------- leahman Saturday, 01 December 2007, 05:31 AM Re: The Source Of Our Usernames. ----------------------------------- [b]Pangor[/b] Sadly, I can identify with your Teacher problem. While I had some crappy teachers, the only real Jack-Ass was a Principal. Okay, first, understand that my parents divorced when I was two. Dad, waited until I was 13 to re-marry, but he re-married badly. The woman poisoned him, (he died) then she embesseled the estate, and fled the state, leaving me to my real Mom, who promptly decided that we needed to -"Get Away" from it all, and moved my sister and I far away, to Hattiesburg, Mississippi, where she bought a Motel, and I found school to be a tad different there. The Junior and Senior High school were built like Junior Colleges, (spread out) but the entire facility was sourrounded by a Wall of BARS, (like a jail) -with an overhang to the inside. Students were told "You leave here, in an ambulance, or in a Hearst." No exceptions. Most Students including myself joined a Fraturnity for the purpose of having unity and mainly having an Attorney to sue the Principal, over and over and over. In 1969, the time of the mini-skirt, female students were required to wear dresses nearly to their ankles. No student could wear any clothing with a "Pattern" or poka-dots, as the student handbook referred to the possibility of a poka dot being over a part of the body that might bring attention to it. Girls were forbidden to wear shined or shinny shoes, due to the possibility of someone possibally seeing a reflection -of under their skirt. No jewley of ANY kind. The Principal was famous for following students after school. Even after they graduated. He followed some of his former students (who were college) and reported their beer drinking to their parents. The student he reported promptly, beat him unconcious. But my 15 year old sister was not aware of any of this. Since on her first day at school her skirt was not long enough to suit him he grabbed her, and dragged her to his office (screaming the entire way) where he forced her to sit in a chair as he crawled around the floor trying to see up her dress. THAT is what I saw when I entered the room. (POW) Principal kicked across the room. Secretary calling Police. Me calling Mom. -Mom calling Attorney. Like you after that, I got a lot of writting assignments (some, I actually purchased from college students I knew) -which automatically received an -F. We moved back to Alabama after that, but my Fraturnity brothers, wrote to me and told me that (edited: The Principal) had recently been beaten by another former student, who'd kicked most of his teeth out. It took many years to legally force the board of Education to remove the man but It was finally accomplished. Teachers and students alike, can be cruel, and we as individuals are responsible for our actions to our maker, and will be required to account for them. As for the Name Actually Leahman was my father's name, a brilliant man, even if he was a poor judge of women. I always thought it was unique name, (though it is Biblical) Once out of school in the working work, at my office everybody had nic names and most people never knew Leahman wasn't my legal name. Wifey calls me Leahman, as do my friends which i consider you all to be. Pandor I am sorry for how you were treated. We are all tested that is the purpose of life. The challenge is to understand -that we must forgive those who trespass against us, and that is a challenge that tests men's metal, as much as combat. -Leahman