I honeslty can’t believe what I reading. I’m actually having to read this several times to take it all in.
Kids going to kindergarten and not potty trained? We were not allowed to attend nursery school if we were not potty trained. The schools should not allow them in if they are not, teacher are not there to change diapers all day. What is this? A child at 5 should be potty trained.
These are feral children.
Unparented.
Once I had a family look at the apartment I had. Mother bragged about the size of their disability check.
Child did not know what a living room was.
When we lived in Upstate NY in a welfare town, there was a family next door where the mother had to have an IQ of no more than 70, tops, and a series of boyfriends and their friends who sexually abused her kids. Turns out she did too, but that’s another tragic story.
Anyways, her 5 year old daughter was in that condition. she wandered the neighborhood, FILTHY, barefoot, barely dressed, and she could not put together a sentence much less two coherent words together. My son was about 2 at the time and could communicate FAR, FAR better than she could.
Eventually, Social Services got involved and the kids were removed from that home and put in foster care.
You would think human excrement would be classified as hazardous waste. Are teachers certified to protect their students from exposure to hazardous substances? Doubtful.
A generation of ferals is coming of age very soon. We're going to need bigger prisons, not to mention reopen the mental institutions.
For he education establishment and for the Left in general, potty raining as well as everything else regarding children is proper to the school environment as parents must not be allowed to actually raise or influence children lest they not grow up as state robots.
Oh, do believe it. Believe it in earnest.
When I was in elementary school here in Texas, I was asked while in 4th grade to show-and-tell my tadpole that had grown its legs and becoming the cool frog 🐸 God designed it to be. To the kindergarten class.
The stench of urine in that classroom was horrific and I very nearly vomited.
And that was in the early 1970s.
And not to leave out, that the same behaviors being exhibited by these kids in this instance and ongoing, right this moment, were going on then at the elementary school I attended in Texas, and in the previous two I attended in California.
A certain ethnic demographic was predominantly involved in it, being the kids, with an equal mix of Black and White Admin, Principals, Teachers, other
staff, blah and spew.. Blah because they behaved every bit the reprehensible animals and abusive monsters that CA and TX saw to stuff the classrooms with.
Whether or not desegregation had to do with it or not, in this case it didn’t help. Black kids were bused from the worst parts of cities or town to predominantly White neighborhoods / classrooms, and there were already intensely emotionally disturbed or demonically possessed White kids / staff there, and it was as nuke going off.
This went on through middle and halfway through high school, when my parents told me that I would not be returning to school after Thanksgiving break. My grades had become so abysmal, my self esteem almost undetectable, my only solace was via reading and writing my own sci-fi novels. I loved to spend long hours reading the dictionary, a well-thumbed thesaurus, and other helps to understand and comprehend and enlarge my understanding and vocabulary.
I thought God hated me and I hated myself. I still have to slap those feelings down on occasion, knowing God loves me and He doesn’t want me to hate myself, just despise the evil one, Satan, and resist him daily.
Read The Bible and let its Living Word Heal me within and without, and I can believe every Word it says. Because It Is JESUS. It Is GOD. THE I AM THAT I AM.
I’m so glad those days of torment are over for me, I should hit my knees for those who have to go through what I am at this day in time!
Doctors are diagnosing toddlers with autism at massive rates. It is being used ass an excuse for not teaching a child. My 6-year-old great-grandson is one of those. My daughter insisted that 'he is suppose to be on medication.' So she didn't bother teaching him. I have another granddaughter who was diagnosed and on drugs for 15 years. When her mother died, I found out that though the teen can read a bit, she must use her fingers to add and subtract. Though she doesn't have behavior problems, the school has just stopped teaching her and will graduate her in May.
you get what you put up with, and usually a lot more of it...