(1) When I was single, I applied for a teaching job, out of the immediate area, and was interviewed by a panel of 3 men: principal, and others. The principal asked me if I had plans to get married and have children. It's too expensive, he said, to hire a new teacher and then have her leave because she gets pregnant. I wasn't even dating anyone at the time, and I felt embarrassed.
(2) In the third year of teaching, I notified the principal that I was pregnant, and would be taking maternity leave. He said that the date I would leave teaching would depend on how "big" I got. This was in 1969, for Pete's sake. And I felt even more embarrassed, thinking somebody would be eyeing my girth and determining when I was "too big." I gained less than 15 lbs. that pregnancy, possibly because I dreaded the prospect of somebody chasing after me with a tape measure.
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