Pennsylvania father Chris Piland was appalled to see what his second-grader’s teacher had written on a paper that the student had turned in. In addition to bullying Piland’s young child, the instructor tried to make him feel foolish and humiliate him in front of his peers—exactly the opposite of what educators should be doing if they are committed to helping pupils learn.
What action did the teacher then take? The word “absolutely pathetic” was scribbled over the tiny boy’s assignment. Piland is now asking for the teacher’s termination due to the disrespectful remark.
Because they are employed at Valley View Elementary School, the teacher takes pleasure in getting paid on a regular basis. However, they have recently come under fire for misusing their authority over the children. Piland discovered that the teacher isn’t doing their job, in addition to learning that the teacher finds his young son’s intelligence to be “absolutely pathetic.”
The instructor has already been announced as Alyssa Rupp Bohenek. She wrote her remarks using a red pen, a symbol of subpar work from pupils. The entire sentence said:
How pathetic! In just three minutes, he responded to thirteen questions! wistful She grimaced in response to that.
The purpose was to determine the number of subtraction problems the second graders could complete. The teacher gave the class three minutes to finish them, and she was horrified to see that Piland’s son, who had the lowest performance in the class, could only finish thirteen of them.
Piland called Bohenek out for her animosity after she uploaded the assignment’s photo online.
“My son, Kamdyn’s teacher, has been so cruel to him and me for the entire year. That someone would write this on a child’s assignment and then bring it home enrages me beyond measure. Adorable source of inspiration,” he said next the image.
Piland didn’t want the teacher to get away with her crime against his child, so he started an online petition to try and have her fired so she could no longer abuse her position over any other young second-grade pupils.
The outrage compelled Rose Minniti, the superintendent of schools, to respond. She stated that she was informed about the test last week and that she has already set up a meeting with the teacher who is accused to investigate the allegations and decide if firing the teacher is the appropriate course of action.
According to Minniti, social media won’t affect how this personnel case turns out. The proof and the facts will decide it. We constantly try to strike a balance between the needs of the kids and the requirements to safeguard the worker who is the focus of the inquiry.
Bohenek has worked at the elementary school since 2013. Has she gotten tired of looking after the little children already? Based on the look of her response, it appears that she is over it.
My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless
My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless
Chelsea is all set to marry Rasmus, the man of her dreams. But when the wedding day arrives and no guests show up, Chelsea has to figure out who canceled her wedding and whether her groom is right for her or not.
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I’ve always wanted that ‘Happily Ever After’ kind of romantic life. So, when I met Rasmus, I thought I had finally gotten it. But as my wedding day began to unravel, it seemed I had gotten the nightmare version instead.
Rasmus and I met at a bakery. It was a sweet little meet-cute situation — where I was convinced he was the perfect person for me. We exchanged numbers over rye bread.
“I’ll be seeing you around, Chelsea,” he said, holding onto a loaf of artisanal bread.
He called me just as he left the bakery, wanting us to have dinner that night.
Two short years later, we were waking up to our wedding day.
That morning, I showered early, eagerly awaiting my hair and makeup appointments. I remember sitting at the edge of the hotel bed, looking at my dress and holding my breath.
I couldn’t wait to marry Rasmus. I couldn’t wait to begin our lives together.
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So, the day went on — my maid of honor, my sister Jess, was with me, and we continued to get ready.
“Where’s Mom?” Jess asked. “Shouldn’t she be getting dressed with us?”
“No, we decided it would be best for her and Dad to meet us at the venue. You know she doesn’t get along with Rasmus.”
Jess shook her head.
“You’d think that Mom would have sorted out her feelings by now.”
It was true, my parents loved me — but they just couldn’t see Rasmus and me together.
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“There’s just something off about him,” my father would say. “But we respect your wishes to marry him.”
Closer to the time, Jess called for the hotel car, and we made our way to the wedding venue.
“Where is everyone?” Jess asked, echoing my thoughts.
It was an entire wedding venue with literally not a soul in sight. There was no welcome sign for the guests, no welcome drinks, no décor, no staff, and absolutely no guests.
Not even Rasmus.
“Get Brenda on the phone,” I said, talking about my wedding planner.
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I was beginning to panic. I was all dressed and ready to go. It was supposed to be my special day.
“Brenda, where is everyone?” I asked when Jess handed me the phone.
“What do you mean?” Brenda’s calm voice came through the speaker.
“I’m at my wedding venue, and there’s nobody here!” I exclaimed, the panic evident in my voice.
“Chelsea, honey,” Brenda said. “The wedding was canceled. The directive came through your email address just three days ago.”
My heart almost stopped beating.
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How could I have canceled my own wedding? I went through my emails, and sure enough, there it was.
Dear Brenda,
Due to unforeseen circumstances, the wedding is off. Please notify all the guests and the vendors.
But it made no sense. It was from my corporate account — an account that my family had access to because we all worked at the family business together.
My mind raced — did Mom and Dad? Could they really…? No, they couldn’t have.
They always said that it was my life and my choices. Even if they didn’t approve of Rasmus, they wouldn’t hurt me like this.
I needed to hear it from them.
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But my parents were just as shocked as I was.
“We were on a flight, honey,” my father said. “I had a business meeting, and your mother tagged along with me. We had nothing to do with it. We did get the cancellation from Brenda and just wanted to give you your space.”
“I didn’t see any email,” Jess said. “But you know how bad I am at checking my mail.”
That’s when it hit me — the only other person who would have access to my email accounts, work and personal, was Rasmus.
The same man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the other end of the aisle.
I asked Jess to take me home, ready for answers. I needed to know what was happening and how it all unfolded without my knowledge.
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I walked into our little apartment, and there he was. Rasmus, sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. He had no intention of leaving the house because he was in his sweatpants, wearing glasses, and his hair was wavy.
His usual armor of being well-dressed, contacts in, and hair swept into his signature hairstyle was all missing.
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“You canceled our wedding?” I asked before he could say anything.
Rasmus didn’t even try to hide it. He had canceled the wedding because, three days ago, he realized that as much as he loved me, he wasn’t ready for marriage.
So, he panicked.
“I didn’t have the courage to tell you,” he said. “I figured that you’d think the wedding was on, and then when the slip-up happened, you would want to investigate it. I thought it would take the heat off me.”
As I stood there, my wedding day in ruins around me, I realized that my parents were right. Rasmus wasn’t the person for me. And as much as it hurt, a part of me was relieved he did it.
So, here I am, looking at my wedding dress and wondering what to do with it.
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What would you have done?
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