08-08-2014, 11:37 PM
In high school, they segregated the mathematics teachers in the oldest wing of the school at the furthest corner. It smelled dusty, the ceilings were low, and it was still carpeted. There were two teachers near the back whom I never actually saw, one that I had--a crazy woman who would pull out her tooth and set it on the desk--and a man across the hall who seemed to value education.
I think most of us were too busy trying to get in and out of there as fast as we could.
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