I got thrown out of class for borrowing a pencil.
Didn’t understand then, don’t understand now.
Sharing resources is SOCIALISM
sharing is caring 😊
Throwing ground pepper at the three bullies who tried to beat me up.
Got sent to the director, and told her I had to do something to protect me as she didn’t, and thank you that you finally cared about what was happening in school.
Having long hair as a boy.
got in trouble in kinder or elementary for muttering some of the lines in lion king, a snitch student thought it was cursing and informed the teacher of it.
In pre-K I read the course storybook correctly without mistakes and I got in trouble for “memorizing the text”
The punishment? Standing next to a plastic frog for the day.
So also the strangest punishment!
Brought a flail to school, for “punk day”. Oak, leather-wrapped handle. 3 heavy 3-foot long chains. Brass hardware. Magnificent.
Physics prof face was total anxiety.
Oh ya, he took it away for the day. I took it home no prob.
I made it. The brass part was from a lamp post. Not exactly military grade but I could fuck stuff up.
I threw an apple core under a school bus.
I had just finished my apple at the bus stop and decided to toss the core before boarding. A woman at the bus stop told the driver I violently threw a rock under the bus. By the time I made it to school, it somehow had become glass through her calling the school.
Never did learn why that woman had such a bad day.
In computer class I searched “gay porn” on my friends computer when while he was gone. The teacher saw me do it and sent me to the principal’s office where I got in trouble for being gay. When I got home my parents were also upset. Apparently the principal called them to tell them I was gay! I was really confused as to why being gay seemed to be the issue and not searching for porn on a school computer and that’s how I learned about homophobia!
That’s hilarious and fucked up.
When I was in high school one lunchtime I was sitting there reading sci fi by myself like a total nerd and some other kids were sitting nearby and they started smoking cigarettes, which was against the rules. Anyway a teacher saw them just as the lunch period ended and the teacher said: “all right You, You, You, and You stay behind!” And the teacher pointed at me, because I was nearby. I was like: wow, I haven’t been in trouble before! I was writing a lot of short fiction and poetry at the time so I thought it’d be a good experience. So I sat there and listened for a while as the teacher berated the kids. But eventually I realized I’d gotten all I was gonna get from this teacher’s unimaginative lecture, so I stood up and was like: I gotta go to class. The teacher glared at me and was gonna go off, but the other kids were cool, they were like nah he wasn’t a part of this. The teacher looked at me, looked at my sci fi book, looked at me again, then realized yeah these kids would never have anything to do with this dork. So they let me run off to class.
Myself and a friend decided to share a cigarette in the toilets one day. This was fairly common practice way back then. You’d get someone to look out and they would cough if a teacher was coming. It wasn’t flawless but it has a high success rate.
So we’re utterly destroying one cigarette between the two of us as quickly as we can and there’s a cough followed by loud banging on the door. We’re rumbled.
“OPEN UP. I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE”
So we open the door, sheepishly.
“WHAT WERE YOU BOYS DOING IN THERE?”
Now we’re both confused and look at each other. I timidly reply:
“Smoking, sir”
“WELL I HOPE THAT’S ALL YOU WERE DOING”
and the man stormed off. We couldn’t believe our luck. Smoking apparently A-OK once you’re not being gay.
the fact that it’s so important to them that you’re not being gay already tells you:
(1) that apparently, being gay is a phenomenon widespread enough that it concerns them.
(2) that there’s an evolutionary benefit to it that these people are trying to ignore (or are at the very least unaware of). because otherwise they wouldn’t be so biased against it.
idk whether these thoughts/observations can help you, but they help me because they remind me that it’s the teacher that’s being out of balance, not you. and also that you’re not alone with this.
Good thing you didn’t use British English, then.
“sucking off some fags sir”
I don’t get this (as I do use British English). Could you explain?
They probably meant fags as word for cigarettes
Ah!!! Makes perfect sense. Thank you!
Barred from the school computers for Responsible disclosure of a security laps in the school computers.
Turned out of you open Encyclopaedia Britannica application and select the open document window it brings up the regular windows open file dialogue window. If you pressed the up folder enough times you went from your local profile to the folder on the server that contained every users files and you had full read right privileges in all student folders.
I reported it to the it desk and was barred from using the school computers for a month for hacking the school computers.
When the letter was sent home about it dad wanted to know what I had done so I told him and he thought, yea you did the right thing I’ll call the principal and get this sorted.
Dad use to be the treasurer of the parent teacher committee so he knew the school admin quite well. My teacher for computer studies got a note from the principal the next day that I was permitted to use the computers again.
something similar happened at my school. you could read all the other student’s user profiles through the file explorer. it was useless though because the students had no interesting stuff stored on their profiles (i checked). when i finally told a teacher, he tried to act as if he hadn’t heard, because he correctly guessed that it would mean more work for him (to fix the insecure system). i would have been really excited if you could have accessed teacher’s profiles that way, though.
The teacher had a favorite, who sat behind me. Anytime she tried to talk to me I got in trouble. I literally got detention once where I had to write out the same run on sentence over and over again 75 times about how sorry I was for being disruptive in class, all because this girl leaned forward and tapped me on the shoulder while the teacher was looking at me. I never spoke a word to her, I didn’t even look back at her. Teacher didn’t care, it was somehow my fault. I remember my hand cramping up writing the sentence and after the first however many minutes my writing started deteriorating so the teacher made me redo sentences. It was a very painful and miserable experience, I could barely hold the pencil by the end. Thinking about it now, that teacher was a sadist and had a very creepy fixation on that girl.
I’d forgotten all about hand pain from forced copy-writing, being a lefty that was a common part of my disliking school
Wearing blue camo shorts in 4th grade because it promotes violence by looking like the military
Omg you just reminded me of something. In my elementary school, they banned slap bracelets. Not because they could cut you or any “normal” reason like all the other schools, but because they were “gang paraphernalia”. Yep. If you wore a slap bracelet in my elementary school, you would get detention cus only gang members wore slap bracelets.
I was in high school when the Simpsons was still pretty new, and there was some popular Bart t-shirt at the time that got the word “hell” banned on any clothing.
All while the school mascot is the Blue Devil.
Our list of gang affiliated clothing was so long the teachers couldn’t remember what to enforce. They didn’t dress code anyone because they’d have to start following the rules for everyone.
It included: bandanas, slouchy toques, white tank tops, black hoodies, red or blue hats, and red or blue shirts.
Fun fact: The school sports teams wore black hoodies with gold logos.
If you think about it, that was kind of a civics lesson. The Authority will brand anything they don’t like as criminal activity.
I was a very well behaved kid, but somehow got punished multiple times for absolute bullshit reasons.
I think the most inexplicable was when I had changed schools. My old school was strict about sun safety. Hats were expected every time we were outside. The new school was the opposite, not allowing hats to be worn indoors at all, because they were only worn by rebellious kids or something.
I still wore one at lunch out of habit, and because I burn easily. One time I was going from one outdoor area to another, and had to pass through a covered walkway. It would have been 2 seconds under cover, but a teacher saw me. I got detention and my hat was confiscated.
There were two brothers in my high school, our last names were similar. And we were always getting in trouble for the other’s actions. When we would hear one of us get called to the office we would meet after class to see if it was a legit getting in trouble or something one of the other two did. We would always trade punishments too.
So literally I got into trouble for having a last name sharing 5/7 letters with someone else’s last name.
