• Artyom@lemm.ee
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    1 year ago

    When I was in middle school pretty much every teacher in the school was in one big lesbian menage a trois. Everyone knew it, and they would all cycle through being roommates with each other. Last I checked, there wasn’t an unusual amount of gay alumni. On an unrelated note, we also learned important skills like critical thinking and understanding the world we lived in, turns out that mattered quite a bit more in my life so far.

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      1 year ago

      That sounds absolutely hilarious. The closest I ever got to that was spotting a middle school teacher years later at a Pride festival. He did not remember me and I was too shy to go talk to him. I had the hunch that he was gay but it would’ve meant a lot to me if he were out during that time. Oh well, he was a great teacher regardless.

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        It was an open secret that my high school French teacher was gay. He pretty much couldn’t hide it. He would have made MAGA boomer gaydars go off. But at the time, you would get fired if you were openly gay and a teacher in Indiana. It was so fucking stupid. Everyone just turned a blind eye to it. He clearly loved his job and wanted to do it for the rest of his life, but how sad that he had to hide a key part of himself just to do it. I’m not sure if he’s still teaching- I don’t even remember his name over two decades later- but if he is, I hope he’s happily married to his then incredibly hot boyfriend (I’m not gay but he was so hot, I might consider it). I only knew about the boyfriend after graduating and running into them a couple of years later. I guess unlucky in his job but extremely lucky in love.