School in LA, from 2nd thru 5th grade was hell. This was due to two teachers.

First was Ms. Stole, an evil Jеwish Kunt! This evil bitch, was Mom’s best friend, who we saw a fuck-ton out in public—fucking weird! She was mean; hated me, talked down to me, hit me—so, so mean, and specifically mean to me.

I had one friend in school, named Jesse; and then he’s gone.

Then Mom is a full-on Teacher’s Aid in school, official, and she assists this evil Jеw bitch. They were both tracking me, down to what was in my head. Of course, I can have no friends in school with Mom as a teacher’s aid. I’m hated, isolated.

As though it could get no worse, I then get Ms. Sled! Ms. Sled, a fat, light-skinned, black bitch, mixed, with way nasty hair, the mustache of a fifteen-year-old Mexican boy. She wore these oval yellow glasses, piss-crystal glasses. She was so fat, five foot four and could not fit through this space [3 foot space between kitchen counter and table] here. She had to be over five hundred pounds and walked like this [shambling]. She had an ass front and back, and the back was like an ass back, like this entire other body part. And as ugly as she was, she was more evil. She would hit you, hit me. She never got in trouble. But when Miss Rojas, an actual woman, slaps a kid, she gets fired. This bitch, Ms. Sled was a fuck-ton of evil, dedicated to ruining kids lives. I had her not one year, not two, but three! She was so ugly, had this major under-bite.

And my mother is her assistant too! One time we are in the computer lab doing a report on the Cherokee. We are all in there studying the Cherokee. There are tables and chairs. She gets up to demonstrate something and fucking trips on her own feet and falls on this kid! I’m just coming into class and the kids are yelling, “Holy shit, Ms. Sled just squashed so-in-so, help! It took the six strongest, biggest boys in the class to even roll this fat bitch off of the kid’s leg! But we can’t get the bitch up, so we call the office and they come running down. When they get there she says that the kid pushed and tripped her—this kid had a fucking broken leg and got an ambulance to the hospital! When the kid gets out of the hospital he is put on two months detention for assaulting a teacher! The kid that got crushed was five feet and a hundred pounds, at the most.

Finally, in 5th Grade, after two years of Ms. Sled I’m away from this terrible bitch. Then, my math teacher leaves and Ms. Sled replaces her. There is no justice. I have this bitch for history, then home room, then for a third fucking year, math. This bitch can’t even walk!

Then, how can it get worse, Mom becomes her assistant! She would put Sled down, correct her in front of the class. Sled is marking something on the chalk board and Mom is like, “No, it’s like this, I just googled it, here is a YouTube video.” They have it out and Sled says, “You need Jesus in your life,” and Mom goes off, always bashed Christianity. That was maybe the only thing Sled said that was ever right.

So Mom gets fired, but stays involved in school by putting on charity events. My parents have money. She didn’t need to work. The Teacher’s Aid thing was about putting control on me.

So I finally get a year without Ms. Sled, 6th Grade. I got A’s and on occasional a B. The lowest score I ever got on a test was 87. I didn’t turn in my daily work sheets, so I got flunked, an F. There was Sea World trip my Mom put on, and I was the only kid that did not go, they said because I turned my slip in late. I get an F, Covid hits, I escape 6th Grade after the perfect school year, except for getting failed, and I get pulled out of school into home school. That was the single worst decision of my life.

To be continued in #3, Janice Byrd.

The biographer notes above that Dennis is not rewarded for being intelligent and is punished for not being slavish and turning in proof of mechanistic thinking. He is also provided no male mentor by the school system and subject to evil witch teachers of so-called “oppressed minorities” who openly hate and abuse him for being Arуan. These are very similar circumstances to what I experienced in Junior High School and Middle School, in Maryland and Pennsylvania at about the same impressionable age of 12 to 13. Mental teacher cruelty was refined in Loch Raven Junior High, Baltimore County. One homosexual teacher hated one of my friends in 7th grade, intensely and gave him a task of writing, “I shall not laugh at Mr. Bonesmoker” 25,000 times on his own time or be flunked. Ten or fifteen of us banded together and wrote these sheets for a week of lunch breaks, for which we were all scolded by the Vice Principal and marked down for poor cooperation!

In Trinity Middle School in 7th and 8th, small male students were savagely paddled with pain paddles specially constructed in shop class. Shop students, wrestlers, football players and big mean kids like me were exempted from paddling. Only little fellas like my brother were beaten, and the shapely girls that the females were jealous of were lightly paddled by the ogling man teachers.

If I were king, 9 in 10 public schools would be turned into youth fitness facilities, and 1 in 10 would be turned into a prison for teachers and administrators, who would be thrown in the cage to face former students turned adult in MMA or boxing contests.