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Re: Epic School Stories
Year 10 comprehensive school (back when I smoked) we had a Police officer come into a class to talk about drugs. I was stoned. So were my three other friends, we almost went white when we saw a copper come in as you can imagine. The rest of the class knew we smoked weed and were stoned. So the police officer started off the talk about who he was blah blah blah. To this I sort of ducked below my bag and zoned out. He then went on to weed. He asked, "Who can tell me the effects of cannabis?" to which the whole class pointed at me, who was staring out the window at a rather interesting car. I finally noticed when the room went quiet and sat up right and tried to look alert, the whole class burst out laughing. I was like "Errr.. what...what?" trying to seem innocent. The officer then said, "The whole class pointed to you when I asked what where the effects of cannabis, whys that then?" and I was about to answer when some kid at the back shouted "Because he's f*cking stoned". The classroom erupted into laughter as the teacher screamed, "WHO WAS THAT!?", to which no one replied. There was a silence that lasted what seemed 5 hours as the teacher glared at everyone, the teacher then turned to me and told me to get out. I was really, really freaked out. So I quickly took the rest of the day off and hoped to god nothing would happen. Nothing did, the only thing that really happened was I just got told the school councillor is always there during school hours. Also, every teacher seemed to have that, "Oh right......I know your sort" sort of look for about 2 weeks.
I know realise that the copper was just messing me about, he really didn't care. The teacher wasn't livid at me either, he just thought I'd better skip the lesson before I span out or something, he was the type that probably smoked weed when he was younger anyway, you know, the young, fuzzy beard and long hair chemistry teacher type.Originally posted by TibsComment
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Re: Epic School Stories
We've never had a normal end-of-the-year at my middle school.
Six grade - The 8th graders accidentally detonated a stink bomb.
Seventh grade - Some idiot 8th grader lit a fire in the bathroom, and we had to wait outside for atleast 2-3 hours in the blazing summer sun.
Eight grade - No, it wasn't our doing this time. A seventh grader died of kidney problems. A seventh grade friend of mine got the news in first period, in which the kids just said "that sucks" and continued doing what they were doing. As soon as he got to second period, the room was dead quiet.
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