If not in the teachings , it must be in the experience .

It is in religion i had my first encounter with discrimination .
From 13 years on i went to a protestant christian school .
Lower technical education , with lots of people of color from all over the world on it .
Mostly coming from the old dutch colony's and being the second generation in our rainy lands .
But it was none of them that was being discriminated by the school pastor giving lessons in religion . Nope , it was me , the roman catholic boy , asking to many questions al the time .

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The claim ,. because it was written it is true .
I challenged that , wrote down ,. I am God , and are going home now .
on a paper and gave it to the pastor , saying ,.. It has bin written ,.. so it must be true .,

I never made it true his lessons the whole hour , for just blinking my eyes during the start prayer he would send me out . Yes the hypocrite prayed with his eyes open at times , sneaky little pastor . So what i wrote was not far off , it being the last hour at school that day .
I was for sure not God , and was to directly go and report myself at the school head director .
While he said that i watched in wonder how his tiny sweaty hands strangled the paper to death . And with that destroying the evidence .

The head director was a cool old dude ,. What did you do now ? was his first question .
And i always was honest , even when i did wrong , i did not hide it . He would send me of wiping some floor or just sit and wait in silence on the bench just outside his office to sit the hour out .

This time to i told what i wrote and what happened and all in al honesty , as always .
The old teacher grunted and mound a bit and said , . This is my last year , going to enjoy my pension in about 9 months , why do you make it so hard for me . I have to speak with the pastor about you at least twice a week , and know that i defend you , but it is draining my energy .
I can not make a deal with the pastor , he just wants you gone , but you Daniel , you can not miss those two hours a week , you need them to get enough hours to be able to enter a higher level and class next year . So i am going to make a deal with you .

My offer to water the plants twice a week in his office , for they looked a bit dry to me , was enough for a smile on the old dudes face and he proceeded to tell me his offer .
God wants to go home he' , he said , well lets make a deal . As long as i am head director on this school , you will sit in silence at the pastors lessons , no questions nothing , pretend to be listening and just sit it true . For me please , then i now grant you to go home , and every time the pastor sends you out for no reason . Just knock on my door , open it and wave at me , and go home . But i sure hope to never see you here again . And if you misuse this freedom i give you , with blinking eye and big smile he said , if you do , ill have you scrubbing toilets 4 hours a week .

I took the deal , played my part . Walked out two or three more times the first two months , clearly not me , i kept silence , but i was pointed out to answer questions the pastor had that other where very willing to answer . Touching topics like hell and doom , where my answers where then fast interrupted by a pastor cursing me and telling me i speak blaspheme or something . Do animals go to heaven ,. yes they did he claimed , animals are sacred to god . So by that logic i could live like a lion and still go to heaven ? I was not a lion he claimed . No , indeed i said , i am a decent human being , a lion is a vicious beast , a lion will eat me , rip me a part and shred me alive . And that kind of creature is al clear to pass in to heaven ? ,.. and i have to earn it some how ?
I turned and walked out before he had time to explode in to a exorcist like tantrum . Waved at the director and went home . Never to hear anything about it again .

Yes the director left ,. and it didn't take long before i ended up in the new directors office . A teacher i never had a lesson from , good friend of the pastor , a red head authoritarian , and he knew me he claimed . First i had to go to the maintenance guy and have him put me to do some pavement wiping and garbage gathering . 3 hours for every time i was send out . Maintenance guy was a very friendly old man , friend of the old director , mostly send me home after a hour , and i really liked helping the old friendly man clean up the outside areas around the school . When noticed by the red head that i did not do my time ,. i was put in a higher class with a other teacher , that i respected for he did not allow any bullshitting in his classroom , for the two hours the pastor was supposed to teach me . That was at least two hours spend on my homework , witch i really never did .

Did not end well , i was ready for a cold day in hell , done with the 80% of teachers being boring and dull as fuck , punishing -bad behavior- with low grades while you do score high on the actual tests . I made some cry in front of the class , some spit there false teeth out in anger and some just didn't argue anymore . Like the English teacher , he just kept counting how many times i had to write over a text two pages long . 27 times i got in one hour and was given one week to complete it . Witch i did ,..my way , asked if i could repeat the first line 27 times and then do the second , witch was no problem . It made me learn to write with four pens at ones . Further i payed some willing friends to write big chunks of it to .

A week later i dumped a big pile of paper on his desk with a big smile .
The English teacher started looking true the pile , nodding his head , smiling ,. interesting , you seem to change pen each line in a curious pattern ,. ho' ,. and damn ,. this whole part ,. and this ,. how did you get Reggilio and Steve so far to write this for you ?
Well i said ,. i kind of made them owe it to me .
He did not expect me to deliver on it in any way at all he claimed ,. he was impressed , so content with the works done , even when four pen writing and help of others was used . Him accepting that made me respect him to , after all he had a Frank Zappa poster hanging behind him an the wall . Some of his English lessons ended up in philosophy and common sense ,. and not a word English was spoken . The pile of written paper went straight in to the trash bin after the count was done and proof of 27 times was given .

But despite some good teachers , i was thrown of this school half way true the last year before my exams . Witch i still passed the same year at a other school , proofing all those Mfuckers wrong , exposing there fraud in the grades .
Even my father had one of his very very few moments of being proud over me .
Something my covert narcissistic older brother influenced negative for sure when ever he could . But that's a whole other story , witch one is Cain and witch one is able .

This started as a a comment on a post on solar mythology ,. where it turned in to ? ,. Something about teachings and teaching i guess . Some true story from a early part of my life , where i hope it was entertaining and giving some wisdom between the lines .

Peace to all ,. enjoy the day .

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