11.13.2002
I had a really sad situation in class today. I was hearing reports of a student in my class who certainly looked male enough being called a girl. Convinced that it was a simple case of schoolhouse bullying, I called the student to my desk and demanded to know who were the perpetrators. THe student promptly broke down in tears under my questioning and refused to tell who the tormentors were. The student refused to go to the next period class so I offered to walk the student to class. A female teacher immediately recognized the student and asked what the matter was. I explained and the student wept again. THe teacher immediately moved to comfort the child and said she would handle it. When she came back, I asked what the matter was and she explained. The child was a girl and was dressed as a boy and had a shaved head. The parents had recently decided that she should live as a boy and had begun dressing her as a boy and demanding that the school change its documentation to reflect their choice. The school adamantly refused insisting that the child remain a girl. So my student is stuck in the middle left to the tender mercies of her gleeful classmates.
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