Student Outed Middle Aged Teacher Fond Of Touching Young Girls

Well, this is my story. I’m a male, 26 years old currently. I was in secondary in grade 10th at that time (not sure how it works in other countries, here in grade 10th students are 15-16 years old.)

We had an English teacher, a male of about 40. He liked getting too close to girls. I was 15 at that time, and I was friends with many of the girls in my classroom.

Well, it happened that my friend, let’s call her J, told me that the teacher (let’s call him W) liked getting too close to her, hugged her and liked touching her (not sexually but with sexual connotations) and made her feel uncomfortable. Of course, I did not like that at all. J, then told me that W used to make her kind of indirect-sexual propositions. J was scared because of that, but she did not tell her parents or any adult. I was not going to speak for her, but I had to do something about it.

I was one of the best students in the class, in most of the subjects. I didn’t like W, but anyways, he kinda liked me for being a good student. I started researching, and I found out that J was not the only girl that W molested. There were some others who had the same problem. I was talking with my friend over the phone one night, and we came up with an idea. We would write a kind of newspaper article, where we would say all the things the teacher used to say or to do with the girls. We would not put names or something. It would be anonymous. Just W’s name. So I did write a beautiful article where I narrated what I found out. I said that W liked touching girls, that he made sexual propositions to them, etc. and if they did not believe what I wrote, they could ask all girls.

In my town, at that time, it was not common having a computer. So I went to a cybercafe (probably the only one in the town at that time), and I made a word file with the article. I printed it, afraid of being discovered by the place’s owner (in these small towns everybody knows everybody), but nothing happened. I went to a different place to make copies of the article. The store’s owner did not realize anything either.

I was quite afraid but excited for what would come. We went to the school, had classes as usual, and before the class ended for lunch break, J, and I asked permission to go to the bathroom. I gave her about three copies of the article so she would put them in the girl’s bathroom and I went to the guys’ one. I pasted them inside the cubicles, in the walls.

So break time came, all students went out from their classrooms, and many of them went to the bathrooms. It was like watching an explosion. All students started gathering in the bathrooms. It was all a mess; everybody was talking about the articles found there. Some teachers went to see what happened, collected all papers and, I guess, went to the school director with the news. W was (obviously) mad at what happened. Filed a report at the police station, and went looking for information on who did that. The ones who knew about it were about 5 people, but none of us said anything. After the scandal, some other girls decided to talk, and it seems that W molested quite a bunch of girls in the school. An investigation went on, and the teacher decided to quit during the investigation. Not sure if he was found guilty of anything else than just molesting girls, never saw him again.

I was freaked out cuz I thought they would find out it was me who wrote that. W actually went to the classroom, that same day, with a victim-like attitude saying that all was false, and that he suspected that the ones who wrote that were some enemies he had from outside the school because it was quite well written (it seems he thought we were stupid students not able to write that). Who would think that one of the best students, one of the most respectable ones would write that kind of thing?

I must admit that it could have been handled differently, but we were just teenagers and teenagers always think stupidly. Anyways, I don’t regret it. Teachers learned that it was not good business to play with girls like that

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