Today I am stuck in one place…a place of no sunshine and no forward motion. And I’m stuck because there are just too many things dragging me back and holding me down. I’ve tried to write this post no fewer than five times and each time I just stop writing and cry. Why?
This week a high school teacher (Judy Buranich) was deemed by a parent as an unfit teacher even though she is recognized over and over as an excellent teacher. A small group of parents are doing what they can to ensure that Mrs. Buranich is fired because in her private time and under a pseudonym, she has written nine novels that fall under the romance and/or erotica umbrella.
And people wonder why unions are needed in this country.
What possible harm is it to Buranich’s students that she writes romance novels? Even if every single page of those nine novels is filled with the most sadist and masochistic sex acts one can imagine, those novels are not in her classroom. They are not the texts she is teaching her students.
I know the rebuttal to that one…that Buranich’s novels are a reflection of her morals and we can’t afford to have anyone teaching our children who isn’t of the highest moral standards.
Except her students all have parents or guardians. Who is the gatekeeper on their morals? Who ensures that they don’t have salacious thoughts? Who ensures that those parents or guardians are even doing the barest minimum of moral role modeling? And the answer is: no one.
Anyone can be a parent. No one checks to see if a potential parent will smoke cigarettes in their children’s presence. No one checks how many beers that parent will drink every night. No one checks if a parent buys expensive clothes and then returns them after the party. No one checks if a parent lies, cheats, steals. No one checks if that parent will use profanity, degrade people, or use violence in a child’s presence. No one checks. As long as you have a car seat in which to take home that baby, you get to be the most influential role models in a child’s life.
Nothing reflects the strengths and weaknesses of our own character as the mirrors that are our children.