The Transsexual Teacher

Greg nodded.

"I'm an old-fashioned kind of girl. Respect is very important to me. You show me respect and I do the same. I'm your teacher and I demand your undivided attention in this classroom. Keep that in mind the next time you want to act out in class. You're dismissed."

Greg stood, his face red, and apologized again. He grabbed his backpack and shut the door to Ms. Sin's classroom behind him. He wasn't going to be late tomorrow.

Greg went home and spent most of the night doing homework. He chatted online with Andy but didn't go into detail about what happened after school.

It was the next morning already. Greg left early to make sure he was on time. He was one of the first kids at their desks in health class. Ms. Sin gave him a look, signaling that she saw he was on time.

Before long the bell rang and class started. It began with an assignment in the study book. Ms. Sin collected those, then put her piece of chalk down and rubbed the residue off her fingers. She walked through the aisles of desks slowly.

"This is health class. We do more than just busy work around here," Ms. Sin pointed at a study book on one of the kid's desks. "Knowledge is power, ladies and gentlemen. I teach the consequences of drug use. You learn the basics here about anatomy." Ms. Sin crossed past Greg's desk, her arm sliding over his back as she squeezed herself between the aisle.

"But we also talk about life, living healthy and relationships. We discuss issues of sex with an adult tone. I intend to use my platform here to teach you that knowledge is also tolerance. It's time to highlight the LGBT community. Do we all know what that is?" Most of the class shouted out in affirmative.

"The 'T' in LGBT stands for transgender. Can anyone tell me what a transgender is?" Ms. Sin asked the class.

Someone from the back piped up, "Isn't that those guys that run around with socks stuffed in their shirt and they wear wigs and stuff?"

"Let me explain. And don't shout out next time."