[What kind of teacher is she? Driving a student to jump off a building, thankfully the police arrived in time.]
[I know her husband. She’s always been a very domineering person, the kind who won’t give in a single word.]
A few students did speak up for me, but they couldn’t overcome the prevailing opinion.
The uproar quickly caught the attention of the principal, who was clearly suppressing her anger, “Patricia, what happened? What promises did you and I make?”
I smiled wryly, “I just disagreed with her withdrawing her child and I got posted online.”
Upon hearing this, the principal gritted her teeth in anger, “Just having a child, does that warrant withdrawal? Michele took your efforts for granted...”
Afraid she would go on and on, I quickly interrupted, “Alright, Ma’am, don’t worry, I’ll handle this. I’ll leave the public relations to the PR team.”
The principal agreed, “Okay, just let me know if you need anything. The university gets your back.”
Those warm words hit me like a ton of bricks, unexpectedly bringing tears to my eyes. The recent events had brought me back to my dark childhood.