School days

[3.0L]

Ever get detention or some other disciplinary action?

My 6th grade teacher had a reputation for being strict, so I got crossed up with her quite a few times for talking during class. My punishment was writing 100 times on the blackboard, "I will not talk during class." On about my third time at the blackboard, she caught me being innovative. I figured out how to hold onto 2 pieces of chalk in my right hand while writing, so I was laying down two lines of script on one pass. That, of course, added another 100 lines to the punishment. Heh!

[Murf993]

Mr Ewasen. I had him for a few years in school. I wrote more pages of lines. I will not talk in class. I got so that I could write a page of foolscap 36 lines in about 3 min. He'd give you 5 pages of lines as a routine. He also gave corporal punishment, bend down at the front of the class and touch your toes, pointer or yard stick across the back of the legs. I can still feel that thing. I did well in his class. Hmmm, that might explain a lot about me.

[Lady Jane]

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[Joekerr]

Originally Posted by Murf993

Mr Ewasen. I had him for a few years in school. I wrote more pages of lines. I will not talk in class. I got so that I could write a page of foolscap 36 lines in about 3 min. He'd give you 5 pages of lines as a routine. He also gave corporal punishment, bend down at the front of the class and touch your toes, pointer or yard stick across the back of the legs. I can still feel that thing. I did well in his class. Hmmm, that might explain a lot about me.

You're a submissive?

I remember getting the belt in school but it was always in the principals office and only after he called my parents to get their approval. Needless to say, their approval was never withheld, despite my fervent prayers that it would be. I'd also then catch it at home too since they were then well aware of my misbehavior.

Pretty sure I got lines too.

One summer it wasn't school that disciplined me, it was my mom who told me I had to spend an hour or two hours every morning during the break working methodically through my grade 10 math textbook since I failed that exam and she would then mark my answers. Little did she know I found the answer key to the whole textbook but the exercise was actually quite helpful to understanding what I didn't, so I can't say it was a bad summer. I became quite good at math actually after that.

[Tommy-G]

Ms Chymiel, HS chemistry 1st period. She was TOUGH, looking and as an educator. If you weren’t in your seat ready to go at 730 you got a Saturday detention every time. Can’t be sliding in the door, can’t be walking to your desk….sitting down locked and loaded ready to go. Don’t bring a bagel, or coffee, or Dunkin Donuts…it’s go time!

She def was not married, and def did not care much for men unless you were a little science nerdy then you would get a slight pass.

Her lessons were tough, her discipline was tougher but if you didn’t do well in her class you probably spent many days in detention. She demanded attention and if you did, you likely did well in her class.
I can’t say I remember one thing from her learnings though Class of 91, I parked on your lawn

[Oldgixxer]

At least once or twice a week. From kindergarden right through HS. My most memorable time was senior year,got ISS(in school suspension) for cutting class. Not gonna lie,the head gym teacher/dean of discipline was a bull dyke by the name of Ms Rodgers. Loved her. Our friendship was wrong on so many levels..
Ms Rodgers and I had a special relationship,we would get high after school and talk about girls(go figure lol). So when she assigned me ISS,it was a happy day spent getting pizza delivered and smoking weed at my cubicle. Never underestimate the smoke absorption capabilities of a small pillow tucked in ones book bag
Oh the stories I have from growing up in the suburbs of NYC in the 80s....

[upstatedoc]

Bunch of badasses in this thread. I think I had one detention in my entire K-12 career. It was for doing too much homework.

[hubbahubba]

Mr Moore, 5th grade. I was blowing my pencil (hold your comments) up the slope of my desk and watching it roll back down after I had finished a test, waiting on classmates to finish. He promptly stood me in the corner with a piece of paper and told me to blow on it for the remainder of the day. Still see him every now and then, and he remembers as well as I do. Here's a toast to Mr Moore.

[RickFLM4]

Originally Posted by 3.0L

Ever get detention or some other disciplinary action?

My 6th grade teacher had a reputation for being strict, so I got crossed up with her quite a few times for talking during class. My punishment was writing 100 times on the blackboard, "I will not talk during class." On about my third time at the blackboard, she caught me being innovative. I figured out how to hold onto 2 pieces of chalk in my right hand while writing, so I was laying down two lines of script on one pass. That, of course, added another 100 lines to the punishment. Heh!

We had a teacher (coincidentally also 6th grade) who made kids write “I will not talk without raising my hand.” 10x every time someone did it. There was one guy in class who had to write it 100s of times that I remember.

For me, the worst was one day (in Catholic school) when we had to button our shirts to the top button for some punishment or another. We had polo shirts that day, no ties. So I got the bright idea to remove the top bottom from my shirt so I technically couldn’t comply (foundation for later becoming a CPA - always looking for a loophole). Another kid followed suit. Everyone thought it was funny. Until Mr. Wiggins burst through the door right in front of my seat and yanked me out of my seat by my shirt, causing the desk to flip over and almost slam his toes. What a fucking shock. Never did anything like that again. If that happened nowadays there would probably be a bunch of cell phone videos of him doing it followed by his screaming and looking like a madman. Then maybe his arrest and banishment.

[Joekerr]

Originally Posted by RickFLM4

We had a teacher (coincidentally also 6th grade) who made kids write “I will not talk without raising my hand.” 10x every time someone did it. There was one guy in class who had to write it 100s of times that I remember.

For me, the worst was one day (in Catholic school) when we had to button our shirts to the top button for some punishment or another. We had polo shirts that day, no ties. So I got the bright idea to remove the top bottom from my shirt so I technically couldn’t comply (foundation for later becoming a CPA - always looking for a loophole). Another kid followed suit. Everyone thought it was funny. Until Mr. Wiggins burst through the door right in front of my seat and yanked me out of my seat by my shirt, causing the desk to flip over and almost slam his toes. What a fucking shock. Never did anything like that again. If that happened nowadays there would probably be a bunch of cell phone videos of him doing it followed by his screaming and looking like a madman. Then maybe his arrest and banishment.

Seriously, that's awesome. And its funny.

Now it wasn't me, I was just observing, but similar story, I was walking through the hall on the way to my next class in high school and some student had apparently given some attitude to my history teacher in the hall that I was walking through. My history teacher was a smaller guy, but very into hockey, and a lot scrappier than he looked.

No word of a lie, I saw my teacher slam the student into the lockers and arm bar him by his neck against the lockers to have a little "chat". Student had the fear of God put into him that day lol. Made my day too, was impressed!

Honestly though, I wish those days could come back. I think we were all better for it.

[vreihen16]

I used to be paged over the PA system to the principal's office at least once per month. Everyone thought that I was getting into trouble. In reality, it was the late 1970's, and they needed my help to fix the school's mini computer so that they could run the teachers' payroll checks. (Seriously, I was the only student allowed to touch/use the school district administration's computer.)

I did actually get an afternoon detention one time. Someone had vandalized a piece of classroom furniture when the teacher stepped out into the hallway. The principal was called, and gave everyone an after-school suspension because nobody fessed up for the damage. He told us if there was a school-wide PA announcement by the end of the day saying that "The Eagle Has Landed," it meant that someone either confessed or ratted out the vandal and we didn't need to go to detention. There was no announcement, and I had to sit through the detention with all of my classmates.

I honestly did not see/hear anyone do the vandalism. Nobody fessed up during detention, either. I honestly think that someone from the previous period's class did the damage, since our class was all college-bound honor students who were not generally troublemakers.....

[Kilabyte]

I was top of my class until the middle of 7th grade never getting in trouble once, then my parents moved to the States and I finished middle school in a Catholic school where I only got in trouble one time - was facing expulsion because a school bully that had 100lbs on me ended up getting 2 black eyes on a basketball court which was not on school grounds and not during school hours, that got swept under the rug.

High school was an inner city school where while maintaining very good grades I did it all, suspension, in house suspension, detention....all because I didn't back off when picked on, people like to pick on you if English is your 2nd language and you're from an Eastern European country which wasn't very common where I went. All of the drama stopped by junior year and I was a good boy from that point on.

[Esteban]

In elementary school I was diagnosed as hyperactive and given medication. Quit the medicine after a couple of months. Got expelled from elementary school at 9yo for getting in to too much trouble and had to go to the next closest school.

Got involved with gangs and ended up going to two different jr. high schools. We moved multiple times to better neighborhoods to avoid the trouble I kept getting into. My mom tried her best but I was incorrigible and she was a working mother and basically a single parent. She did all she could, bless her heart. I quit high school more than once but still managed to graduate (on time) from John Marshall High School in L.A.

Was definitely headed in the wrong direction and then met my future wife when I was 19. My life changed completely for the better after that. That's what the love of a good woman can do.

PS - John Marshall High School is the high school featured in Van Halen's "Hot For Teacher" music video.

Go to 4:25 if you want to see the high school and skip the cool song and video.

[M5Rick]

Originally Posted by vanguard13

Sister Margarite & Sister Mildew (OK, Mildred) were the worst. The "Sisters of Brutality" ran my Parochial school. They had those extra thick yard sticks.
Strangely, I was disciplined most for reading during class. My bro was sent to the gym teacher for discipline once, which consisted of putting him on the mat a few times.

What is 'on the mat'.

[nyalpine90]

in the 3rd grade i got a 0 on spelling tests and it required a signature smh
so i forged one of my parents signature on the test and returned it to the teacher.
after few weeks during parent teacher conference, teacher pulls out the spelling test and shows it to my parents with a smirk.
the teacher couldnt wait for that moment to see my face and my parents reaction.
lesson learned
caught a whoop ass at home...

[cmyx6go]

I started Catholic school in the 6th grade. We had regular fire drills when we all had to go outside in line and wait until it was time to go back inside. The principal, Sister Mary Benedict, would stand outside and scrutinize our uniforms as we walked past. I was always in her office. My knee socks weren't the right color, I wasn't wearing regulation shoes, my skirt was too short. It was pretty funny.

Fast forward to 8th grade graduation picture day. We weren't allowed to wear make up. But of course I did, along with the other usual suspects that got in trouble during fire drill inspections. Sister came into all the 8th grade classrooms and walked through the aisles looking each girl in the face. The few of us that had make up on were escorted to her office and she proceeded to rub soap in our eyes in her private bathroom. Thanks to waterproof mascara, mine wouldn't come off. She was soooo pissed off. She rubbed and rubbed. Needless to say, my pictures were horrible. My eyes were so red from the soap in my eyes.

Need to get to work now. Maybe later I'll chime in with HS stories.

[2000cs]

In parochial grade school, I don’t recall which grade but probably 4th or so, one day the nuns said at recess all the girls were to assemble and watch a movie or something, and the boys were to take recess on the fields. All the teachers would accompany the girls, so they asked if any boy had a watch. I did. I was tasked with bringing in all the boys at 1:00 on a beautiful day.

We played for two hours that day, the nuns finally came and got us. It seems my watch had been reset one hour back! Being Catholic school, they determined to punish each of us, and lined us up in the cafeteria for a paddling. I was to be last, but as my time approached I had to use the restroom; by the time I returned the punishments had stopped and I was sent back to class.

I still feel pretty good about that day!

[RickFLM4]

Thought of another:

In the second grade (same catholic school), I didn't want to eat my lunches. But I got caught throwing them away and they told my mom. That didn't work out well for me. So I decided to hide /accumulate sandwiches in my desk until I could throw them away without being seen. One day, when I was not in the room, two kids got into a fight and Mr. Ricci made one of them switch desks with my empty desk to separate them. They started pulling out moldy sandwiches and they and the rest of the room reacted like any kid would - ewwww.

Mr. Ricci summoned me back to the room. I don't remember everything that happened but remember his asking me "Does your mother know you are not eating your lunch?" to which I respond "Oh, yeah" like it was totally normally to stuff sandwiches in my desk to let them rot.

[cmyx6go]

Originally Posted by 2000cs

In parochial grade school, I don’t recall which grade but probably 4th or so, one day the nuns said at recess all the girls were to assemble and watch a movie or something, and the boys were to take recess on the fields. All the teachers would accompany the girls, so they asked if any boy had a watch. I did. I was tasked with bringing in all the boys at 1:00 on a beautiful day.

We played for two hours that day, the nuns finally came and got us. It seems my watch had been reset one hour back! Being Catholic school, they determined to punish each of us, and lined us up in the cafeteria for a paddling. I was to be last, but as my time approached I had to use the restroom; by the time I returned the punishments had stopped and I was sent back to class.

I still feel pretty good about that day!

My parents told brutal stories about their years in Catholic school back in the '40s and early '50s. A nun hit a kid in the head with a ruler that had a metal edge and almost cut his ear off.

One of my father's teachers would have the students bring their notebooks with their homework up to his desk which was next to a window. He would review and if he didn't approve of the work, the notebook would get tossed out the window. Dad said he spent everyday running down the stairs and outside to collect said notebook. Or while at mass, being punched in the back if you slacked and put your butt on the pew instead of kneeling properly. Also getting locked in the closet for misbehaving in class.

[Oldgixxer]

Damn,y'all are a bunch of choirboys!
What I wanna know is,anyone else besides me flush M-80(s) down the toilet so the school had to be evacuated simply because they didn't study for that math final?? Asking for a friend....

[cmyx6go]

Originally Posted by Oldgixxer

Damn,y'all are a bunch of choirboys!
What I wanna know is,anyone else besides me flush M-80(s) down the toilet so the school had to be evacuated simply because they didn't study for that math final?? Asking for a friend....

I didn't, but classmates did. What a shit show.

The funniest was when I was in HS. Two of the guys hung a dildo by a string out the window to the window of the classroom one floor down. It was freakin hysterical. The dean went batshit.

[vreihen16]

When I was a senior in high school, my homeroom and first period class was English. The teacher taught all of the senior English classes, and had a god complex because four years of English were required to graduate so he had the fate of every senior in the school in his hands. The dude was also a drill sergeant, making us write 500-word essays to be handed in every Monday/Wednesday/Friday and read 100 novel pages for Tuesdays/Thursdays.

Like many other schools back in the day, ours had an unauthorized spring "Senior Skip Day" every year. Our year, it was on June 1st...a few weeks before the state Regents exams and then graduation. Knowing the date because nobody could keep a secret, the drill sergeant with the god complex would call attendance to an empty room and then give a surprise test where everyone received a zero.

He walked into his classroom for homeroom on June 1st, and was surprised to see one student (me) sitting there ready to learn. I even had my 500-word homework essay ready to hand in! He called the attendance, name by name, even though the room was empty except for me. I excitedly yelled "here!" and raised my hand when he called my name. After the morning school announcements, he asked the class to hand in their homework which I did. He then told me to go to the school's library for the rest of the class time, because he wanted to hit the teacher's lounge for another cup of coffee. But what about the test, I asked? He told me that I scored 100% on it...as long as I didn't tell the rest of the class (who scored 0%) that he didn't actually have a test ready to give!

As I was gathering up my books to leave for the library, he asked me a question...why did I show up for class when every single senior for decades didn't show up on Senior Skip Day? The reason was because I had a perfect attendance record in my junior year, and was two weeks away from a repeat in my senior year. No senior in school history *ever* had a perfect attendance record, because of Senior Skip Day. No way in Hades was I going to throw away a trip to the podium to receive that award from the Board of Education Chair at our graduation ceremony!!!!!