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    Filed at 3:35 pm under by dcobranchi

    But I (sort of) agree with the wackos that this is probably inappropriate.

    A self-proclaimed bisexual male teacher in New York has invited his seventh-grade students and their parents to witness his commitment ceremony to another man.

    Of course, I’d say the same thing about a hetero teacher inviting his class to his wedding. It’s crossing the line from a professional relationship to a personal relationship that I think is a mistake.

    4 Responses to “I AM NOT A WING-NUT”

    Comment by
    Nance Confer
    March 26th, 2009
    at 5:08 pm

    Not only does it cross the personal/professional line but now I have to buy my kid’s teacher a wedding gift. And/or spend my Saturday at his stupid wedding.

    No thanks.


    Comment by
    March 26th, 2009
    at 5:42 pm

    Heck, I went to junior high back when we weren’t supposed to notice teachers who were expecting — they would be disappeared as soon as it became noticeable for kids to ask about, even with the best of wishes . . .there has to be some appropriate middle ground between that, and this!

    Comment by
    Stephanie O
    March 26th, 2009
    at 6:06 pm

    I was the flower girl in my older sister’s wedding when I was in first grade. I loved my teacher, so I invited her to the wedding (poor woman!). She actually came! I’m pretty sure she just came for the ceremony, said “hi” and then took off. But I was thrilled.

    Comment by
    March 30th, 2009
    at 9:12 am

    I was thinking the same thing as I was reading: How odd to invite students to your wedding, regardless of sexual preference. In prep for the school Valentine’s party when my oldest was still in public school, I was helping him write names on his Valentines and asked about his P.E. teacher, “Is it Mrs. or Miss? Is she married?” Of course she’s married, he said, she’s having a baby pretty soon. Other than that little “clue,” he had no idea who was married and who wasn’t, and it didn’t matter much. It’s one thing to care about students, but another thing altogether to involve them in your personal life.