It would have been an extreme
risk for any teacher to allow that child to sit in their classroom, under the
influence. He could have fallen and busted his head; or he could have gotten
sick and choked on his own illness. Anything could have happened. But as a
teacher, you can not prevent him from receiving an education. It doesn’t matter
how intoxicated he’s perceived to be. However, if something had happened to
that kid, the first person they would have accused, for not being observant
enough to detect something was wrong, would have been the teacher. I have
serious difficulty with legislators who establish policy that clearly does not
help a situation, but is more of a hindrance, when it comes to a teacher trying
to protect the welfare a child. So you find in this business that you’re damned
if you do, and you’re damned if you don’t. The alcohol consumed, caused him to
be loud and disruptive in class. His vocabulary was limited, but he managed to
master the use of one phrase, and that was “F… you, b…..,”
which he blurted out during classes, whether he was under the influence, or
not. However, the alcohol influenced him to curse even more, and it also
motivated him to walk in and out of the class at his own discretion. His
behavior, drunk or sober, was obnoxious. When teachers tried to discipline him,
he would blurt out his signature phrase “F… you, b….” I liked Buzz, but having
him in my class was a real daunting challenge. I never did get any help for his
abusing illegal substances. Unfortunately, he only came to school to have a
good time. He wanted to play and party; just play and party. With alcohol
easily accessible in the home, Buzz came to school drunk quite often. While he
continued to drink alcohol, and smoke cigarettes; he one day, in a complete stupor,
took his actions a bit too far when he pulled down his pants, to “moon” his
teachers with his big, round, deep brown, Hershey chocolate ass, stuck straight
up in mid air.