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I remember in middle school there being a rule that you couldn’t ride your bike on school grounds (which is like, half a mile radius around the school). There was a principle who bragged about how many bikes and skateboards he took from kids.
Agreed, teachers there were assholes. I lost some souvenirs from my childhood i can’t get back, to a shithead math teacher who enjoyed making you use perfect grammer/phrasing to ask for things back (may i vs can i); if you didn’t he’d hold onto it longer or indefinitely. All because I was “being distracting” by using them as a fidget toy.
I, luckily, had a bulldog for a parent who took none of that kind of bullshit from my teachers. Not that I was ever particularly careless about taking things to school that I didn’t want to lose.
The few times I did get something confiscated; it was truly unfair and I had the item back within a day or two…nobody particularly cared to deal with my parents being angry, and the admins all knew they would descend upon them with the fury of a thousand suns if it had truly been something that was not me being stupid or childishly careless.
I remember in middle school there being a rule that you couldn’t ride your bike on school grounds (which is like, half a mile radius around the school). There was a principle who bragged about how many bikes and skateboards he took from kids.
That’s horrible.
Agreed, teachers there were assholes. I lost some souvenirs from my childhood i can’t get back, to a shithead math teacher who enjoyed making you use perfect grammer/phrasing to ask for things back (may i vs can i); if you didn’t he’d hold onto it longer or indefinitely. All because I was “being distracting” by using them as a fidget toy.
That’s when you find their address and write it on the chalkboard when they aren’t in the room. Use your off hand.
I, luckily, had a bulldog for a parent who took none of that kind of bullshit from my teachers. Not that I was ever particularly careless about taking things to school that I didn’t want to lose.
The few times I did get something confiscated; it was truly unfair and I had the item back within a day or two…nobody particularly cared to deal with my parents being angry, and the admins all knew they would descend upon them with the fury of a thousand suns if it had truly been something that was not me being stupid or childishly careless.