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I was walking through the canteen with some classmates. One of them stole a sugar cube intended for coffee from the canteen. A teacher, apparently feeling Biblical, punished the whole group with an hour of detention.

I got in trouble for putting eye drops in a teachers coffee.

I had the flu that day, the day before, and the day after.

Got suspended for 3 days and told to write an apology letter.

Rumors are fun my friends.

Principal threatened to expel me senior year because I was fidgeting with one of those switchblade-combs because it was a facsimile of a weapon. The only reason I had it was because we used it as a prop in the school play the week before.

I got sent to the wall for going down the slide. I was never told why going down the slide was punishable this time, but thanks for teaching me to have a healthy mistrust of authority early in life

Not exactly in trouble but in middle school we got yelled at a lot for staying inside during recess. We were supposed to go outside and leave the hallways empty. For context, in winter the school turned on the heating (at a minimum) for about 2 hours out of the 6 we were there. The rest of the time the building had a similar temperature to outside. So we'd take advantage of those hours and, during recess, we'd just flock around the radiators in the hallways and stand there talking instead of freezing outside. Some teachers really didn't like that and made it their job to shoo us away.

6th grade bully crushed my bag of chips, i retaliated by dumping my water bottle on him. I'm the one that got in trouble.

When I was in NYC schools, I used to play with rubber bands, and I'd fold paper into tiny "bullets" and I'd "slingshot" them at things for fun... I mean, I was like probably 9 years old and smartphones weren't even a thing yet and I had no DS like some rich kids in my class did (early 2010s for context). So, anyways, I was messing with ciphers with another kid, and we were in the same grade and same class in the afterschool program we went to, so we'd kinda pass notes to each other using the cipher, by slingshotting the piece of paper.

So I was nearsighted. I can't aim properly. I was trying to aim like at that kid's desk, I accidentally hit the staff/teacher/volunteer (idk what he even count as, don't think they are officially licensed teachers, it's some non-profit program and there were a bunch of volunteers, probably doing it as community service hours for college or something)... dude got mad at me and I got in trouble, and because I was in a foreign country, I felt very vulnerable, I felt scared, and I just cried...

The other time was like in a different afterschool program. I think it was like 3rd grade, and they played some holiday music around december, I remeber it feeling very like Christmas... but anyways, idk what happened, I think the music just triggered my sensory issues or something (I have no diagnoses of anything btw), so I just felt this sudden urge... so I went up to the smartboard thing and turned down the volume. The white lady teacher got so pissed at me, she marked my behavior chard to red (I think I remember she was also my homeroom teacher, so she had control over the behavior chart thing), red is the worst, yellow is a warning, green is good behavior.

It wasn't even official class time, it was afterschool. Why does behavior outside school hours even count?

So I couldn't go on school trips until I "behaved" again.

Like...

I just cried...

Yes I cried very often...

I was a scared little kid in a foreign country and had no idea wtf is going on.

I remember being excluded from a lot of trips, and have no clue wtf was happening around me.

Like... seriously I didn't even damage anything... the music was just hurting my ears... my sanity...

Why yell at a 9 year old child that doesn't even speak much English?

Fucking karen.

So I kinda just feel very intimidated by teachers from that moment on.

I think I vaguely remember a few dreams in my late teens, like way after my family left NYC, where I remember, in the dream, being trapped in an elementary school classroom, from where I was waking up so anxious...

Worked in school. One of the teachers gave a paper to be signed by the parent at a kid because he didn’t tie his shoes, which was ridiculous because he didn’t have time to get out of his winter clothes.

In 6th grade, I got in trouble for putting gum in my mouth before the bell rang. It was maybe 15 seconds before the bell. The idiot teacher called my mom in to discuss it.

We had a music teacher who, without fail, yelled "What's the point of this class? You can just as well leave" during every class.

So one class, all of us left.

We got detention and had to write lines. One of the girls had an entire box of scented pens in different colours and she put them all on a table. Then each of us wrote an entire page of stinky, multicoloured lines. I'm sure he didn't read them all but I bet he had a headache in no time.

got suspended for calling some kid a dickhead (who deserved it btw). Seems a bit harsh

Notice how all of these are American...?

We were always late to our class after lunch and the teacher was fed up with it, so gave us before school detention. Thing was, we otherwise were on good terms with him and did well in class, so detention was sitting around and watching part of a movie of our choosing. I think it was more a show for the class that we weren’t favored (which we absolutely were).

We still weren’t on time after that, but never got detention again. Moved on to the next grade and a different teacher for that subject the next year.

Grade 12. A few of us knucklheads heard there was a golden locker at North Toronto High school, the exact locker of Neil Young. So we rode up there on 3 motorcycles to see for ourselves. Got in trouble with principals at two schools and the local newspaper referred to us as a biker gang.

ate shit once