I had to ask my colleague, a fellow faculty member and friend, Faculty A, if I heard the other faculty member, Faculty B, correctly. I wasn’t sure I had.
We were in a committee meeting, the Committee From Hell, and the discussion was about troubled students and how faculty can address problems that these students bring with them to classes. Faculty A verified that I did indeed hear Faculty B correctly, as he said:
I had a student in my class once, a sheriff’s adopted son who had schizophrenia and and he brought some real problems into class with him . . . .
and then I could feel my muscles tense up, my face turn into a huge frown and my arms cross against the front of my body. But he talks softly so I wasn’t quite sure I heard him correctly.
Alas, I had.
As if adopted is relevant at all.
It matters not what level of education people have, they can still be ignorant assholes when it comes to adoption,
even if their field is sociology.
