I was a school teacher for twenty years. I taught in what were considered some of the toughest schools in HISD. Toward the end of that career, half of my classes were industrial arts classes, primarily woodworking. I recall one student who usually quietly did his work and noticed no one bothered him. As he was a tiny, puny-looking person, I decided to ask him why no one bothered him. His reply remains ingrained in my mind. “They know that I will fucking shoot them.”
