This school is located in Indianapolis, Indiana. I am going to tell all that happened to me back from 1984 to 1987 when I went to that school. Those *** teachers did the best they could to dumn me down. Everytime they see a smart student they have to dumn them down so they can be *** like everybody else. This is how they do it. They put the child in a regular class then when the child is way to smart for the homework that is given they put them in a dummies class. Then the child gets so bored and irritated at the simplicity of the work, they end up just not doing it. So, the teacher says well your son is not doing to well we are going to give him an intelligence test. They gave me an intelligence test and I scored above average intelligence everytime. I was given an intelligence test almost every year that I was in school except Junior High. Once I got into junior high they stoped giving me the IQ test. They couldn't figure why I scored so high, yet I was not doing the work. They finally put me in an advanced class but the advanced class was not really advanced. It was a course to bonbard you with so much busy work you didn't even have time to go to the bathroom. The only good thing was that I din't have to cut and paste anymore. I went to the third grade and I had a math class. There was a homework assignment that did't have well written instructions. My mother had a Bachelors of Science and had to spend about 2 minutes trying to figure what the homework assignment was supposed to be about. My mother would put the assignment to the side and say I have no idea what they want you to do. I would ask my teachers and they would get p*ssed at me and tell me to figure it out. My math teacher would say in class if you need help ask your classmates to help you out. So, I asked this student how do you do this assignment and he would ignore me, then he raised his hand and said out loud that I was bothering him. The math teacher grabed me by the arm and pulled up out of the chair. Then she pulled my desk away from the group and slamed my desk against the corner of the wall. My books slid off the desk and I looked at my stuff laying on the floor, so I bent over to pick up my stuff and she yelled at me to stand next to my desk. She picked up my stuff and slammed it on the desk. She said don't you dare look at anybody in this classroom. When I would ask her for help on my math questions she would tell me to figure it out. So, I knew for the rest of the semester that I could not ask her for help at all. What made her angry is that over time I began to figure out the math without her help, and for the entire school year she made me sit in the corner. I felt sad, isolated and it was difficult to do my work when I see other classmates working with eachother and talking to eachother. I tried my best not to look because if I looked I was going to cry. One girl tried to keep me company and the teacher gave her an evil look. She looked at me as she walked away. Then when I got into the 4th grade there was a b*stard kid that was falsely accusing me of all kinds of wrong doing. Instead of the F**got principal ordering me to be transfered to another teacher he just let me stay in the class with children taunting me and accusing me of saying curse words. They thought it was funny to see me cry and get in trouble with the school staff. I was in constant ***, I was abused by both my parents, most of the abuse came from my father but for me school was the only happiness I ever got in my life. It made me feel good to see other children. The 4th grade was one of the worst years of my life. The principal would make me sit in a dark office and told me that I was not allowed to leave the room unill I wrote an apology letter. He never contacted my parents because he thought it was funny to see my cry and be depressed. When I was in the office I prayed so hard for Jesus to come and take my life, because I didn't want to live anymore. I just wanted somebody to kill me so my soul can finally have some freedom and peace. Back then I simply had given up on life, everyday I would pray for death, and my wish never came true. I had to spend those years being abused by my family and ontop of that I take more abuse from the school staff. I am 33 years old and I still can not forget what happened in those years. Mrs. Angle this message is for you, you g*d dam* st*pid *** You knew very well that I didn't say those horrible things and you went along with the class because you enjoyed seeing me tormented emotionally and mentally, you are an evil satanic *** I hope you and the principal that worked in that school between 1984 and 1987 burn in *** with Satan! God knows how may other children you have done this too. You just pick a child out of the group that you don't like and you make their life a miserable ***! I hope you and that F**got principal die of Cancer or AIDS, then right after you die a slow misserable death I want your souls to go straight to ***, and you spend an eternity burning with agony and sorrow with the Prince of Darkness!
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