Four years ago when I was in a teacher credential program, I was student teaching at a large SoCal high school. One of the English teachers I observed became something of a mentor to me. He was smart, insightful, dynamic, and extremely charasmatic. His students adored him, and I thought he was pretty cool too. And yet, he reminded me a little of a guy I knew several years previously who was something of a sociopath - all charm and no conscience. I shrugged it off and continued emailing and talking with him once I found a full time teaching job.
A couple of summers later, when I was teaching a round of summer school at his high school, I heard from the students that he’d been fired “for being a perv”. I asked around, and it seems a woman had come forward and accused him of forcing her into a relationship with him when she was his student back in the 70s.
It had been his third year teaching, he’d been going through a bad divorce, she was in her late teens, and back then maybe no one would have made a big deal about it. But she had a daughter who would have been in his class, and so she came forward and reported him to the police. The police put a wire on her and taped their conversation when she confronted him.
He admitted to it. That he’d coerced her. That they’d had sex at the school, his home, and hotels more than 200 times. And that he didn’t think he’d done anything wrong.
That’s what really got me. I mean, how many teachers 30 years ago got into unethical relationships with their students, consensual and otherwise? People do stupid things - stupid, hurtful, damaging things. Thirty years on, most of them have the balls to admit that what they’d done was wrong, maybe even to beg forgiveness.
Nope, not him.
So, he was fired on the spot, lost his credential, and was brought up on charges that were later thrown out, because the charges violated the statute of limitations. His wife still teaches at the same school.