The Teacher Would Call Me \u27Piggy\u27, \u27Smelley\u27, \u27Dirty\u27, Names like That : Prying Open a Discussion of Domestic Violence for Educators

(The Teacher) would call me piggy , smelly , dirty , names like that, and the kids started following along with it. And I\u27d say, by the fourth grade, I started cleaning myself out. I didn\u27t care anymore, but my father had this thing that you were allowed to take a bath once a week. He would measure the shampoo, he would measure the soap, and if he thought somebody was using the shampoo when he said you shouldn\u27t, you\u27d get a beating. But I got sick of it, and the beatings almost became to be painless when hit with a belt or punched, it just...it almost didn\u27t phase me anymore, and I figured I\u27d rather be clean and go to school and have friends, because it hurt more to not have friends than to be hit by my father. –Anna, a twenty six year old white femal