This former student chronicles some of the hostilities, difficulties, and alienation she suffered while attending schools in La Vernia, a town about 30 miles southeast of San Antonio, Texas.
Kimberlyn Boster-Everidge, now married and living in Georgia, attended the ninth and tenth grades at La Vernia High School in 2008-2010. Moved by the news of the ongoing sex abuse scandal that has rocked La Vernia, a small town 30 minutes southeast of San Antonio, Everidge agreed to share her abuse and lack of help from the school with NEWS LEGIT.
Everidge was particularly motivated by the story of Christian De La Garza, another former student who chronicled his alleged mistreatment at LVISD for NEWS LEGIT this week. Ten boys from the varsity football squad and athletic program were arrested this for their abuse to over 30 other students in the high school.
“I hope more people stand up and get someone looking for a way to help kids if things are happening now,” Everidge told NEWS LEGIT. “During my experience of La Vernia High School my hair fell out in clumps. I started retreating into myself and stopped talking to people and was always looking over my shoulder in case one of my tormentors snuck up behind me.”
The 23-year-old said she “was hazed, bitten, the teachers acted like they could never be bothered. If you weren’t the pastor’s daughter or you weren’t friends with her or on the athletics team you were treated like you were beneath them. I was a Goth kid from Washington State, so I was different. I was also a military brat so have moved from state to state the most of my life. Needless to say, being the new kid was the normal for me.”
“During my experience of La Vernia High School my hair fell out in clumps. I started retreating into myself and stopped talking to people and was always looking over my shoulder in case one of my tormentors snuck up behind me.”
Near the end of tenth grade her mother, after meeting with the principal and vice principal numerous times to ask for their help, decided she needed to take Kimberlyn out of the school. The icing on the cake regarded a teacher who placed her in detention for a dress code violation after Kimberlyn had confirmed what she decided to wear that day conformed to the standards.
Her mother went to the vice principal’s office to enquire about why “everyday this teacher was harassing me about my shirt which was in dress code and why I was getting detention.”
“That discussion went on and on until my mom walked out of the office fuming,” Everidge wrote. As she walked out “in front of her was one of the female athletes shaking her butting in shorts (so short that went she bent over you saw everything!!!) and cowboy boots for her boyfriend and another guy.”
When her mother turned to the vice principal but they noticed he “acted like he didn’t see the female athlete.
“Ok, so my daughter is going to detention for her shirt not being tucked in,” her mother challenged the school official. “What’s going to be done about the girl whose @$$ is hanging out and the boys drooling all over her?”
The administrator “called the girl over and my mom left. Nothing was done to her either.” That was Kimberlyn’s last day in a LVISD school.
“…everyday would throw me into a locker in the hall and would sexually harass me.”
The first occurrence that something was wrong was during her ninth grade year. Kimberlyn had only been enrolled in the school when “a kid in my history class and I were partnered up to do an assignment. I found an answer and reached over to show him where I found it and next thing I know his teeth where on my arm. THIS KID HAD ACTUALLY BIT ME! I went to tell the teacher and she didn’t do anything about it, and it happened literally right in front of her!!!”
Kimberlyn walked to the school office to seek help from the “vice principal or somebody about this kid biting my arm. After I told the vice principal about what had happened he told me that he would talk to him.”
When she arrived home that evening she told her mother about the incident.
“These kids here are a bunch of darn preschoolers who can’t keep their teeth to themselves,” she asserted.
Her mother looked at “me like I had three heads until I showed her the back of my arm where the kid bit me, which was now black and blue even though he bit me through the sweater I was wearing. My mom went ‘Mama Bear mode.’”
The mother “went to the office herself and talked to the principal,” Kimberlyn said. “Nothing about the situation was taken care of.”
During her English class a student “everyday would throw me into a locker in the hall and would sexually harass me to the point I again went to the principal only to have them not do anything about it. Day after day I endured bruises and being pushed into lockers. My tormentors never left me alone during the school day, I tried to get away from them during lunch, to the point that I took my lunch to the drama room so I could eat in peace.”
In the Drama Room Kimberlyn “found out there were other outcasts like myself.” She found refuge amongst these classmates…One day I asked them why the vice principal had paddles hanging on the wall and why every time I went in there the paddles where rearranged in a different order. I was told that they were used on the kids who got into trouble. I thought they were joking but, it made sense why they kept switching different pegs. They were never used on me so I assumed it was only rumors.”
“That year I was put into this mandatory computer skills class (BCIS) with the worst teacher on the face of the earth,” Kimberlyn said. “Every time I came in she would sneer at me, and would tell me that I never did my work.”
“I did my work to a T,” said Kimberlyn. “Because if my mom found out that I wasn’t doing my work she would ground me. I was the only one in that class that was treated like I was beneath them and she would only talk to the cheer leaders and athletes like they were equals or her students.”
“She rolled her eyes and sent me back to my seat.”
The harassment was noticeable to others too. It was so relentless that “one day I went up to her and asked her what I was doing wrong to cause her to hate me. She rolled her eyes and sent me back to my seat.”
“The next day and the days following after, she would pick me out of everyone in the hall and tell me I needed to tuck in my shirt. I looked at her and told her but I’m a girl and according to my understanding of the handbook that only the guys were supposed to tuck in their shirts.”
“Well you still need to tuck in your shirt,” the teacher retorted.
Kimberley went to a friendlier teacher in math for guidance and the shirt tucking rules.
“She told me that ‘yes, you are supposed to tuck in your shirt but if you are wearing a lacy camisole under it, it was fine.’”
“So the next day I tried it out,” Kimberlyn said. “This Goth girl wore jeans, a lacy camisole under a white baby doll shirt and cowboy boots. I went full cowgirl just to fit in.”
Walking down a “hallway that I had to go through and sure enough my BCIS teacher was there waiting for me. I passed her with my head held high and a confident air to my walk,” Kimberlyn described. “She stopped me.”
“That’s it,” the teacher went to towards her. “I have told you time and time again to tuck in your shirt and again and again you come to school with you shirt untucked. You are going to detention.”
“So you saw that my shirt wasn’t tucked in but you didn’t see the cheerleader’s boobs about hanging out of her shirt?”
Kimberlyn said she “didn’t try to talk myself out of it because it would only make it worse and let her write my pink slip…talk about your double standards. Let me make this clear to everyone even though I was a Goth kid I NEVER had detention in my life, nor did I cause trouble. So when I got home that day and my mom asked me about my day and I burst into tears because I knew that I was in trouble for getting detention. When she saw why I was getting detention she went over the handbook with me and I told her what my math teacher told me about the camisole. She again went down to the office.”
This was the incident that the vice principal and her mother saw the female girl “shaking her butting in shorts and cowboy boots for her boyfriend and another guy.” Kimberly was so despondent and going through so much torment that she “broke up with my boyfriend who was on the football team at the time. I literally thought about just dropping out. When I told my mom that I wanted to drop out she took me out of school and home schooled me.”
“The day she went to pull me out, the secretary told us that because I was being pulled out a week before school let out that if I ever wanted to come back I would have to repeat 10th grade all over again, and tried to bully me and my mom to letting me stay in the school system. I piped up and said ‘I wouldn’t be returning to this school’ and I left.”