English Teachers

Kadizzle had a lot of teachers in his life, but none did he despise more than English teachers. If you read the crap Kadizzle writes you can find numerous flaws. However, the amount of things Kadizzle has written number in the thousands. Most of it is crap, however a very small percentage has turned out very well and been published in various places. Kadizzle has received compliments from many people about his stories, articles, letter to the editor and so on. Some people might say " Even a blind hog will root".  Yes, if you do something enough just sheer luck will get you some success. 

Back to English teachers, they would never believe Kadizzle has written so much, nor would they believe any of it was any good. So they must have accomplished something. The key to the entire mess was a college English teacher that put a whole new spin on it. That teacher said basically, forget about the intricacies of punctuation, spelling, and all that, just think about what you want to say. It worked. To this day you can see a lot of technicalities were never solved, but the ship made it to the other shore, so god bless Miss Meek the meanest English teacher who made life miserable for Kadizzle. She hated men.

Why did Miss Meek hate men? As the universe would have it Miss Meek lived beside my grandparents. That meant my mother grew up beside Miss Meek. One day Kadizzle asked his mother " Why is Miss Meek such a bitch with men?".  My mother explained she was stood up on her wedding day.  That did it, and a lot of young boys suffered through her class for too many years, but she did expose us to some important literature. Miss Meek always gave Kadizzle terrible grades. Graduation from high school hung in Miss Meek's hands. When the high school diploma was handed out Kadizzle did not know if his package would be empty. She was the ultimate cruel woman who never forgave god's male creatures. If only Miss Meek knew how it all turned out. The old hag would have exploded if she knew Kadizzle made the dean's list in college. 

It was over fifty years ago when this story took place, so maybe it is safe to tell part of it. Charlie was a psychopath Kadizzle went through school with. When you crossed Charlie you were not going to get the typical response. One day playing pool in my grandfather's attic, which was right above Miss Meek's yard, Charlie threw the cue ball out the window at Meek. Fortunately for everyone, it missed. From forty feet up it might have killed her. That was not the end of Charlie's revenge. On another wild night Charlie threw a brick through her big front picture window. In Charlie's insane fashion he waited for her to appear and threw another stone. Miss Meek died and went were ever mean English teachers go, and who knows where Charlie is.