I wonder what the students of these teachers – all the students – will take away from this situation? I wonder how it will shape their attitudes toward life, toward the others they meet and work with, interact with, live beside? I wonder how many drops of poison it takes to alter a young person’s mind so thoroughly that it may take years to wear the stain away?
I think with gratitude and relief of all the open-hearted teachers I know. These two nauseate me.