In elementary school, my friends and I were banned from our favorite recess game by the new playground guard... person... she-beast. It was a game wherein we play fought as our favorite video game characters, a la Super Smash Bros. and the like. We had completely imaginary weaponry, not even a stick or a pebble. The woman said we could hurt ourselves. We never came close to making any contact with each other. Ever.
Then, again, in sixth grade, I had a play fight with another kid using markers (capped) in place of swords. The teacher from across the hall came out and reprimanded us. Granted, we were in the hall to work on a poster project, but still. Her main deal was that we might hurt ourselves. Last time I checked, Crayola markers don't pack much of a punch. Especially when we're using them in slow-motion.
Now, high school is where it gets fun. Here's a list of all the demerits I've amassed so far. (Three demerits has you spending eight hours at school on a Saturday.)
Forgetting to sign in to study hall. (Sophomore year) [I'd like to point out that it was a small room, and I sat almost literally in front of the teacher in charge of the study hall. Did she really need me to sign in to make sure I was there?]
"Sleeping." (Sophomore year) [I'd like to point out that I had one of the most wicked in-school headaches I've ever gotten that day, and that the only way it could be bearable was if I didn't subject myself to any stimuli, including the lights and the work I was supposed to be doing.]
Forgetting my book. (Junior year)
Same class, forgetting to have my book covered.
I wonder what I'll get in trouble for next year.
Then, again, in sixth grade, I had a play fight with another kid using markers (capped) in place of swords. The teacher from across the hall came out and reprimanded us. Granted, we were in the hall to work on a poster project, but still. Her main deal was that we might hurt ourselves. Last time I checked, Crayola markers don't pack much of a punch. Especially when we're using them in slow-motion.
Now, high school is where it gets fun. Here's a list of all the demerits I've amassed so far. (Three demerits has you spending eight hours at school on a Saturday.)
Forgetting to sign in to study hall. (Sophomore year) [I'd like to point out that it was a small room, and I sat almost literally in front of the teacher in charge of the study hall. Did she really need me to sign in to make sure I was there?]
"Sleeping." (Sophomore year) [I'd like to point out that I had one of the most wicked in-school headaches I've ever gotten that day, and that the only way it could be bearable was if I didn't subject myself to any stimuli, including the lights and the work I was supposed to be doing.]
Forgetting my book. (Junior year)
Same class, forgetting to have my book covered.
I wonder what I'll get in trouble for next year.