how that one teacher would treat other kids like uh, like he would get excited for other kids and then when you go and do something like a performance

mr... i don't remember the name.

he was an english teacher, taught beowulf. was jewish. old. fat. bald. white.

anyway, he'd fuckin teach speach? mr. romeo. and like the kids'd look up to the dude. he was a hardass. he'd talk about stuff like beowulf and all that. the kids'd kinda like... well i dunno. for some reason i liked him. he seemed almost as much of a hardass as i felt. i guess i could relate to him. and like, the beowulf shit, i got into it, like i could identify with it and it meant quite a bit to me.

but yeah i ahd this show a guitar thing recital i guess it was a senior recital all kids did one senior year well if tey wanted. i did, guitar, and like... well the dude "missed it". it was fucking rediculous because like i ahd the entire school doing a standing ovation and the guy was like... oh... when i mentioned it to him totally burst my bubble like oh i never heard of that must've not been that big of a deal hah which is like fuckin nuts. but yeah the dude sucked. and i certainly fuckin didn't like how he operated because i was one of those kids who desperately needed some of the attention he was giving to the other kids. jews favoring jews im thinking.