We had a teacher that was a total witch, by witch I mean she was a skank that deserved anything anyone could dish out to her, but everyone was afraid of her.
The town I grew up in was a suburb of a large City, but they had their own newspaper. One day after school I got home and my mom had a friend of hers over that was a friend’s mother. She sent me to my room which meant they were gossiping. I walked down the hall and shut the door like I had went to my room, and when they started talking again I could hear that they were talking about this teacher and the "personal" ad she was running in this local paper.
I was not sure what a personal ad was but when my older sister came home from work I soon found out.
My friends and I got my sister in her best worst man handwriting to write her a letter and sure enough she responded with a nude photo enclosed. In the 70's they did not have the internet so we did what you do could only do. We took it to school and showed it to everyone on the playground at lunch. That was a good plan until we were all in a huddle and did not see the principal walk up on us to see what we were all looking and laughing about.
Needless to say the principal took the picture. He wanted to know how we got it and no one fessed up so we all got the foot in the butt.
We had to write her a letter of apology. You would have though that it would have ended there right? Not with Debbie and I. We started the letter of by saying that we were sorry she was such a tramp I think we used the words a lonely tramp and we ended it in a reference to the town bike that everyone had been given a chance to ride. Clever right? We thought so to.
Apparently it was not as clever as we thought. We were punished like it was a capitol crime.
Our parents put their heads together as parents back then often did and Debbie and I both got sent to an Christian all girls school in the south that turned out to be no more than a slavery farm. We went to school 4 hours a day and worked in the field 10.
Oh ya, you know we didn’t stay there long. When we got back home and told our parents what took place 2 things happened. 1-The Christian School was closed down and 2- when we got back to school we were the cool kids, the ones known for the reason Ms. Novise quit East Arvada Jr. High. It made Jr. High and High School a lot easier.
2007-09-03 07:37:44
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answered by Anonymous
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I used to lock myself in the classrooms with my boyfriend and have long make out sessions after school. That, however, was back when I lived in Eastern Europe. We never got caught!
In my US high school, a girl was caught during Semi Formal giving head to some guy in a boys' bathroom. Of course they were both drunk, as were most other people. But they were expelled for a month or something like that.
2007-09-03 07:07:49
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answered by babigrl22 4
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erm..i was always a good girl. the 'naughtiest' thing i ever did was annoy my geography teacher, me and my best friend at the time would just annoy the pants off him, just stuff like talking, passing notes, listening to our MP3 players and not doing his homework - or work, in the end we got sepparated to opposite ends of the classroom, but we still sat next to each other lol, so funny to see his face, the only thing that happened was we got our names put on the board and had to stay back after school on a friday for 5 minutes. lol no big deal.
oh, and when we turned our 'maths' lessons into a year long game of truth or dare, when i ended up fighting this lass in my year (only got sent home for the rest of the day hehe, my dad was so proud) and when we stuck a post-it note onto our subs back, i can't remember what it said, but i know it was very crude. yes, me and my two bezzies had a wild time in year 9 at wyke, god that place was joke. hehe.
2007-09-03 09:54:28
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answered by Anonymous
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I stabbed my best friend in the head with a pencil, and was made to stand outside the Headmasters office for about an hour although I didn't get wrong of him.
2007-09-03 08:20:01
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answered by Andy F 5
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Me and a friend decided to play truant and were walking down a road, a bus went past, my mum was on it, saw me, got off, demanded to know why we werent in school, took me back to school and then took me to the school doors and met me at the same place every day for a month. I was 15. You can imagine the ribbing I got! Didnt do it again......
2007-09-03 07:12:55
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answered by Barbinan (the original) 4
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It still lives with me .. i had done something wrong and mrs murphy was chasing me .. obviously me being faster managed to hop up a crab apple tree to hide from her ...
She did not see me and ran past .. i Started to throw crab apples at the floor and for some reason she came running to the tree and SMACK she came tumbling to the floor and broke her leg..
I got hammered by the school and my parents and yes the guilt still lives with me .. i broke mrs murphys leg ..
I could never understand why she never liked me though
2007-09-03 07:07:51
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answered by sammie 6
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Someone wanted me to give a "package" to someone & accept something else in exchange because he wwas getting watched by the teachers. I did in fact get caught, he got reported to the police & I was suspended..... ooops!
2007-09-03 07:03:38
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answered by Ĕrotic Ńightmare 5
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Went to the end of the feild, skived, got stoned, and made out :)
Got caught for the skiving and they just sent me to the late room.
2007-09-03 07:03:20
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answered by nonoodles74 7
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I hung the save instructor on the wall on Friday afternoon, locked the save, and went domicile. That little shrimp then tried to have me expelled. My dad enable him and the crucial the two have it.
2016-10-09 21:17:34
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answered by ? 4
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Ugh, the things we do when we're young and naive.....
I wrote in big permanent black marker, covering one entire wall in the High School Girl's Bathroom, a semi rhyming poem/story about a girl that tried to get me beat up and spread rumors about me (she was my friend at one time). Basically the poem was about some nasty little secrets of hers. She ended up switching schools because of it. (Feel terrible about it now.) The Principal and Dean sat me down and said they knew I did it and that I would have to pay for the whole bathroom to be repainted, but I denied it and told them to prove it and nothing ever happened to me beyond that that little "sit down". I was lucky.
2007-09-03 07:05:39
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answered by I, Sapient 7
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