HOWEVER" I added

"I do not want these students not to be punished... for I feel embarrassed by their dis-respect toward a teacher, I feel angry and more than anything sad that these students can actually turn to be so overtly sick in their head..."

I added

"I do not want them to be taken away from examination for their examination`s result is their entrance to their year 12... I do not wish to ruin their life... I want to call these just a "stupid incident", ...

but I do WANT THEY punished severely by the Principal and yourself, so that they learn that this actions are not accepted by me...

I also want an apology from them."

She said

"It will be done." At lunch time she presented me a written report for me to read, ...

I read it quickly because I was on duty...

I took five minutes to read it and went to my playground duty...

I WAS SO ANGERED... WHAT I READ WAS COMPLETELY THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I SAID... I PRACTICALLY LOOKED LIKE THE CULPRIT ONE...

After my playground duty I came back and confronted the English Head Teacher...

(the room was full of English and History teachers)...

I told her that that was not what I said...

she said "It is only in better English"

"No. It is not...

You are not saying what I have said to you...

You are saying in here that I have changed my mind...

but I never did change my mind...

I only wanted not to ruin their future and also I weighed the accusation on the basis of what you gave me to read...

from there I understood that there were not real evidences that the students were sexually abusing me...although they were in my view and the whole class view...

That is not changing my mind, it is only adjusting to the legal papers which actually exonerates even the worst of the crimes...

FOR ACCORDING TO ME,

ANY STUDENT WHO TRIES TO ADVANCE SEXUAL ABUSE, WHETHER IN WORDS, OR GESTURES OR WHATEVER,

TO THEIR TEACHERS SHOULD BE EXITING THE SCHOOL FROM THE BACK DOOR

AND NEVER TO RE-ENTER IT." She started to convince me in front of every one that that is what that paper read, and that it was that I couldn`t understand English very well... and that I should sign it.

I refused and said

"Go to Principal and fix it. For I will not sign it. That letter accuses me not the students. I was the one abused not them. I didn`t change my mind. I only adjusted my views because there were no evidences and because the legal papers you gave me made me understand that the grounds for sexual abuse were not all there."

She came running to me with the Principal and together they finally convinced me to sign on the grounds that that paper was a mere dead documentation to be archived and never to be seen again.

Believing that they were saying the truth, I signed...

ALL THIS IS REPORTED IN MY JOURNAL, WHICH THE DISTRICT SUPERINTENDENT DIDN`T EVEN BOTHER TO READ IT.

DISTRICT SUPERINTENDENT

I have to tell you, that I hardly ever wore skirt at school since I started to teach which was back in 1986.

And if I wore skirts, they were very long skirts most of the time.

And the reason was that for the good of the students I would sacrifice my self ego in following the fashion which is a major point in my life - I AM ITALIAN AND I LOVE FASHION - long and short skirts whatever comes with it.

Only a few times I wore skirts above my knee - I do not wear mini and super mini.

But I want to tell you that besides having wonderful and beautiful legs which are a forbidden dream of the English Head Teacher,

I also know how to sit when I wear a skirt.

Since I was little my mother taught me to sit always with my knees together,

she never allowed me to sit cross legged as you teach your children

and if I, by any chance, would sit not the way she taught me to sit since I was one year old, she would hit me so hard that I would carry bruises even now at my sweet age of 52years old.

MY MOTHER HAD ONLY ONE DAUGHTER (DESPITE ME ASKING FOR ANOTHER ONE)

WE HAD A BEAUTIFULL RELATIONSHIP AND ONE OF MY MAJOR LESSONS WAS HOW TO SIT ESPECIALLY WHEN I SIT AMONGST MEN...

FOR SHE TOLD ME THAT ALL MEN ARE UGLY...

OF COURSE EXCEPT HER HUSBAND...

HE WAS BEAUTIFULL...

BUT THAT WAS AN EXCEPTION TO THE RULE...

ARE YOU STILL SINGING?

ONCE upon a time there was a man who came to my house, he said "I don`t know what to do, my wife doesn`t want me anymore..."

that man after two weeks shot himself in front of the Crucifix in the grounds of a certain church.

I guess God must have told him,

"Shoot yourself in front of me, so that they can come and clean up the mess that they have created. You are now a zombie, you are useless for life..."

that man was driven to crazyness by his own family, and church and surroundings, I still can hear his words in my ears "my wife doesn`t want me anylonger..."
but I still can hear the words of his mother when she was alife

"Remember, that my son is much younger than you. You may be making a mistake..."

She wasn`t making a mistake.

She wanted that man so that she could come to Australia, bring her whole family

and then study and better herself at the expense of daddy dear... And once she achieved her education

and reached her goal there was no reason of living peacefully with him.

HOW ARE YOU SISTER IN LAW DEAR...

HOW ARE YOUR STUDIES GOING?

DID YOU BECOME A DOCTOR YET?

AND HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER IN LAW WHO IS SUPPOSED TO GET HER EDUCATION OVER A BOY THAT BARELY REACHED THE AGE OF 20

WHEN HE WAS PRESCRIBED TO BE MARRIED?
HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?

HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?

HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?