On our journey back first into the caves and then back onto the trees, it looks like we are in the middle ages right now.
Btw, a redheaded woman will visit me later, is it safe for me for me to light her up and being praised as witch hunter afterwards or am i a bit too
early for such shenanigans and should ask next month again?
With parental admission... my parental admission was that i can and have to do anything necessary if i am attacked, no matter who it is, and i know to
100% that i am in the right. Once a teacher tried to grab my arm and throw me out of the classroom because he thought that i, and not the guys behind
me, was talking and laughing all the time. He yelled at me, came up to me and wanted to grab my arm, i grabbed his wrist before he could touch me,
pushed him a bit back, raised my first and calmly said: Try this again, do me the favor please! I was 13 or 14 at that time but i was so angry at that
moment, that when he looked into my eyes, he realized that i am dead serious because i could see pure fear into his eyes. Not unsatisfying at that
moment, tbh. He never said anything to anybody about it, not the principle, nobody. Good for him that he didn´t try to talk to my parents because i
guess they would have verbally killed him in one or two sentences. Maybe saying something like: If somebody touches our son than it is only us!
Beatings were not that rare for me, it didn´t kill me when my father hit me even with fists or whatever, it even hardened me in a way. But it killed
the relationship between me and my father, nearly killed the family and i had to leave house and family with 17 because at that point i was afraid of
my reaction if he would try it again, i was afraid that i would beat, stab or whatever him to death. For all the beatings over the years he gave me,
where i had no chance against him. So the wiser gave way and left house and family into an unknown and absolutely unsafe future but here i am with
nearly 50.
Had one time contact to him (but all the time to my mother who didn´t beat me like my dad did) because they needed me and my ex to take of the house
and animals while they were on vacation. And one time around christmas some year for a few minutes. He became like a stranger to me and somehow it
felt good. Next time i saw him and talked to him was on his deathbed, a few days before he died.
He destroyed a lot with these unnecessary beatings but achieved nothing than a reign of terror and fear at home, for me. Not always but often enough.
I have a younger sister, they wanted to do everything different with her, wanted to make everything better. She never was beaten once, she could get
away with things im a pretty sure my father would have beat me nearly to death for. They payed thousands of Euros for her (while i didn´t even get
regular pocket money every week or month, never money for good grades but beatings for bad ones) because of unpaid invoices but she always was the
little angel. Tbh, she really didn´t grow up to a good, trustworthy person with a good character, she never learned to deal with money, she is
selfish, arrogant, like if she was mixed up in hospital after birth and my real sister had to grow up in another family. She is the complete opposite
to what i became over the years, unfortunately. This is, for sure, absolutely not because she was not beaten but because absolutely no limits were set
for her and she got away with really anything.
If i suddenly would be young again today and my parents would allow my teacher to beat me and he really would do it, a dangerous situation would be
created. For both, parents and teacher. Because as a child you sometimes cry only because of anger, because of having no chance of defending yourself,
when getting beaten. This anger sums up over the time, gets more and more and not a bit less. If kids are angry enough they come up with the most
crazy ideas(believe me, i know it from experience), not really thinking about later consequences.
As a teacher i would be afraid of gangs of beaten pupils using their own tactics to defend themselves But after and outside of school, like
guerrillas at night. I would be afraid of getting beaten to death by such a group of physically and mentally abused kids who only grow up to become
bigger and stronger while i develop myself slowly into the opposite direction simply because of mother nature and time. Even decades later there could
be a "nice present" standing behind the door, still full of anger, after the former teachers door bell rang. And everything that can happen to
teachers or former teachers who abuse and abused kids can also happen to parents who allowed these teachers to beat their kids.
Dear kids over there, if they really beat you, you need to fight back otherwise they will never stop it again. You have to make them stop, maybe by
using the same methods they use to abuse you. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Because it´s your future, your development that will be harmed
and maybe even your personality will change to something else, not so good as if it could have been without these physical and mental abuses. Please,
don´t let this happen!
edit on 28 8 2022 by DerBeobachter because: (no reason given)