April 16, 2006

Who picks the teachers for our kids?

Filed under: My childhood, What went wrong, What went right? — Reb Moshe @ 4:50 pm

I have heard of so many stories of children who were hit, verbally abused and tormented by their teachers.

Looking back, I see that half of these teachers naturally quit on their own, realizing chinuch wasn’t for them, while the other half, still go on in their ways.

Who picked these teachers for our kids?

How is it that they still hold their jobs?

1. First grade teacher, I thought of him as a prince of Israel as a kid, then a few years later he took me in a car to cut my payis off. Later that night, him and my 3th grade teacher pinned me down to remove them.

2. Second grade teacher, Masive anger problems in the classroom. I ate at his house years later, I didn’t recognize him. Today he has become a sweety. What happened, did he grow up?

3. Third grade, masive anger problems. He knew this of himself and eventually found a new occupation, but how many children were turned off for life from Torah because of him. Then again, all of us kids always knew he was a genuin person, just wasn’t a very good teacher. Maybe some have scares on their bottom to recall this but if we saw him today, would we embrase him? Who told him to teach?

4. Forth grade, I learned the beauty of learning. We felt loved and warmth. The Torah was sweet again.

5. Fifth grade, All this sweetness from 4th. I craved more but he didn’t know how to give it. I was lonely and craved the Torah with knowone to fill my pallet.

6. Sixth grade, Principle, teachers, somebody turn them upside down, the boy wants to learn Gemarah. Why wouldn’t they let him? I was not allowed in the Gemarah class because they didn’t feel I was “ready”. Hello, boy wants to learn gemarah, then he is ready, hello! Sixth grade, one of the hardest years of my life. I borded at one of my teachers home. I cried every night to sleep. To make a long story short, I could not even drive within 15 miles of his home or the school for 10 years thereafter without having an anxiety attack or the want to feed him and a few others to sharks. But again, I ask, why is this man still teaching in our schools? Why are the head Rabbi’s of communities oblivious to what goes on in our school systems.

7. Seventh grade. I don’t know if you can handle the twist of life here.

4 Comments

  1. Why did the rabbi’s cut your peyos off?
    I can understand if antisemetic churchmen did something of this nature one hundred years ago but rabbis?

    Comment by FeivelC — August 21, 2006 @ 4:33 pm

  2. For me, I shouldn’t look at it like that, but rather that it was a direct test from Hashem. I held on and they finally put the sizzors down. What can I tell you, we still have a lot of work to do!

    Comment by Reb Moshe — August 21, 2006 @ 4:53 pm

  3. Its good that they eventually gave up, it just boggled me what would compel people to do such horrible things.

    Comment by FeivelC — August 23, 2006 @ 3:11 pm

  4. Wow. And I thought being sent to Catholic school was bad! It sounds like bad teachers are everywhere.

    Although, I must say, you’re very lucky to get a Torah-bound Jewish education! Some poor souls struggle to develop and maintain any semblance of Jewish identity!

    In the end, Netzach shined through for the both of us. You’ve become a great Chasidic scholar and teacher and I’m on my path to living as Ger Tzedek.

    My boys are a HUGE example to me (talk about role reversal). They wear peyos, tallis and kipot to public school in Arizona! I’m working to get a scholarship to send them to one of two day schools in the area. I have five children to educate and this is a huge priority for me.

    I dream of Tzfat, its seems so worth the struggle to be there. You are blessed. I’m sure you count these blessings daily.

    Comment by Michael ben Avraham — February 8, 2007 @ 12:16 am

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