She screamed so loud that I thought the teacher was torturing her.
This week my Taiwanese Homeroom teacher really made me cringe. I didn’t know what to do. To tell you the truth, in some sick way I hope that she just takes it too far. At that time, the administration will have to intervene and countless kids will be helped.
Nevertheless, I was teaching my usual Friday afternoon class. I usually assign the tasks of helpers to different children every day, that way everybody gets a turn. Naturally, I tend to choose the kids who do well in class. It’s a reward and all the kids want to help out. I find that endearing.
So this week I chose Tammy and Eden. Everybody gave their books to Eden. For some reason that I am yet not aware of, Tammy is a bit of a black sheep in that class. She is the smallest and most probably the youngest. She may have a bit of a drama queen in her as well, but I’ve seen nothing really worrying. She is very good at spelling and currently, she’s triple tied for first place.
Tammy naturally got upset when nobody gave her their books. She had already gotten a serious hand slapping earlier as the kids woke up from their nap, most probably because she hadn’t done her Mandarin homework right. She was already slightly in tears.
The homeroom teacher didn’t like her sulking and came over and took her to the broom closet. All the kids knew what was going to happen. I had seen it a few times, but I was not prepared for what would happen next.
I continued my class as if nothing had happened. I started hearing Tammy screaming and crying, most definitely out of pain. This went on for a few minutes and got louder. I couldn’t imagine what was going on. I imagine that the teacher was twisting her arms or something like that, or pinching her extremely hard in sensitive areas like the armpits or behind the knees. Maybe she was just plain beating her or slapping her around. The abusing teachers want to make sure that they don’t leave any marks though, so they come up with sick ways of hurting children. I honestly could not imagine what the teacher was doing to her; it was just appalling to hear.
During a two hour class, I counted at least 6 children going into the broom closet. Most of them came out in tears or with tears streaming down their faces. But none screamed as loud as poor little Tammy. Most of them went in for really minor infractions that I would have probably just let slide or had them stand up for a few minutes.
I didn’t notice Tammy coming out of the broom closet half an hour later. She was lying on her desk crying silently. I didn’t see any marks on her body.
By our reporter and eyewitness Nick Forinterieur in the Taipei ghetto of teaching.
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