Photo: Ileana Johnson 2015 |
I don’t often
get messages from students like this because most of my former students
are hard-core lefties, not American patriots who love their country.
“Did you see
Tucker Carlson say ‘The DC swamp corruption fighting Trump is the same as the
corruption of Ceausescu?’ If it wasn't
for you I wouldn't have gotten the reference. I'm grateful I had you as a
teacher. I didn't realize as a high school student why you worked yourself so
hard to push us to learn to our fullest. I'm grateful for it now. Most teachers
didn't work that hard.”
It is a rare
moment that a former student thanks me for my teaching years when I really did
care about their education and tried my hardest to deliver stellar teaching
which was never recognized by my peers and administrators. As a life-long Adjunct Professor, we always
had to fight for our contracts each year because conservatives never got tenure
or special privileges like the rest of the leftist brigade of teachers.
Many of my
former students, too wrapped up in the leftist ideology indoctrinated into
their brains full of mush since kindergarten, wore t-shirts with shocking
messages or supporting appalling leftist causes. They did not understand reality
and some even wore Marxist-worshipping and Che Guevara t-shirts to class because
he was such a “cool” revolutionary.
They
continued to wear them to class even though I told them who he really was, how
many innocents he had butchered in Castro’s regime and in South America. I gave them lectures on Marx and what his
professorial ideology did to millions around the world who became oppressed
under communism and how 100 million innocents died under such ideology simply
because they held divergent opinions from the ruling communist party line and
dared to express them publicly or to their snitching families. My own father
was killed by commies in 1989. The messages flew over their heads filled with brains
that had been too brainwashed to leave room for truth and reality.
One of the
Che Guevara t-shirt wearers found me on Facebook a few years back and
apologized for having worn the offensive t-shirt to class even after I had told
him that my Dad died at the hands of communist goons and how that piece of
cloth he displayed in front of me three times a week angered and saddened me
so.
One
particular student I remember to this day, worshipped Hitler openly and in
occasional class projects about historical figures students admired. Despite
the fact that the history teacher Judy placed gruesome posters of Hitler’s
Holocaust victims when they studied modern European history, I could not fathom
such a fixation. He must have been just as evil in his dark heart as Hitler
was. It did not surprise me when I found out that he is now a staunch Democrat
and a lawyer in a small southern town.
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