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There were also a lot of terror attacks happening in Europe around that time and whenever we’d talk about Turkey or Muslims, the teachers would almost always ask me in front of the entire class, what my opinions were on certain terror organizations, what my parents thought of them, what I’d think about certain verses in the Qur’an, what my and my parents political views were and all of these highly inappropriate things. Whenever I’d have a bad grade the teachers would come up to me and tell me, that I might not be able to finish high school and that I should consider alternatives such as apprenticeships to become a male nurse, since “Germany needs those” and that my future in this schools seems hopeless, whereas my other friend who had the worst grades in the class was always told to not be sad and continue going.
I even once had a teacher who openly said that he disliked me because I came from a none Christian family, when I told the coordinator of our school and asked her to put me in another class for that lesson, she told me that she would know this teachers for years and that he’s never been mean to her so she couldn’t believe that he really said that.
She accused me of lying and didn’t want to put me in another class, because it was “too much work”. All of this resulted in me growing up very isolated and in the beginning I used my art to compensate for my loneliness, until they’d make me feel so bad about making art, that I quit doing that until I got a new art teacher in 11th grade.
She was the most amazing human being and teacher, she encouraged me whenever and wherever she could and it is due to her that I became fascinated with art again.