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My Advocacy Plan

For my Advocacy Badge, I am advocating for teachers not having guns in the classroom because I believe this will make students afraid of the teachers and this will lead to students having little to no trust in their teachers. This can't be good for the teaching environment because a student can not learn when they are scared.

I say this from experience. My example is not as intense as a gun in the classroom, but I know what it's like to be afraid of a teacher. Before my family and I moved to America, I used to go to public school in India. Indian schools are a lot more different than American schools; mostly because teachers are allowed to bully students if they don't show results the teacher wants to see. For example; if a student (me) didn't complete their homework, the teacher is allowed to humiliate the student (me) in front of the class. If you complain about this to the principle, you will be seen as the troublemaker, not the victim. I think my teachers thought that if they can embarrass me enough, they will scare me into submission. Haha! Like that could ever happen!

Because I didn't like them, I never did their work. No matter how much they embarrassed me in front of the class, I never did their work. Was I still terrified of them? Yes. They were setting an example for all the other slackers in the classroom, and I was their favorite guinea pig for the matter. This meant that if the teachers bullied me in class, the students would bully me outside the class.

But back to the point; the whole scare tactic didn't work! I hated my teachers because I was so scared of them! And I know the situation is different here, but the solution is not arming teachers with guns. The government can barely arm them with basic school supplies! Arming teachers with guns will not solve any problems, it will only create new ones.

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