circa elementary school
Me and my friend were talking about this today.
Did you have a desk that you were able to put your stuff in? What did you put in it?
Did the teacher ever make you turn a card from color to color or pull a popsicle stick
and set it in a different slot on a wall to monitor how bad you were messing up?
What was the most scandalous thing that has happened to you or that you did
done to someone back in elementary?
was full of balled-up paper. It was either tests that I was pissed about, hw's that i didnt finish and/or didn't turn in, or notices from the teacher to give to my parents that never made it home. I miss that old desk, it made me feel like i could hide the worlds troubles in there.
we didnt do the popsicle thing tho, that must have been embarrassing.
I was pretty neat, but I usually had my eraser in the tray in my desk and, being ADD, pretended it was a spaceship. And yeah, some of my teachers had the green-yellow-red discipline cards. Many of the teachers at my elementary school had a bean jar where you and your classmates got to put in beans for good things and had to remove them for bad things. When you reached different levels, your class got to have a party or an extra recess or something. I took the bean jar too seriously and, when my first grade teacher kept taking beans out of the jar until someone fessed up to doing something stupid like leaving the water on in the bathroom, TWICE I took the blame when I didn't do it because it tore me up seeing the teacher take the beans out of that bean jar...
And one time a slapped a kid's butt in first grade.
In first grade I was getting my hotdog from my backpack that my mom made for me and on my backpack i attached a pikachu that if u squeezed his tummy it would go like "pikaCHUU" u know and like i sat down and i heard it go off and everyone started crowding the backpack closet looking and feelin on my pikachu while i was already at my desk. I was getting up to go defend it from the rape and abuse it was getting from those jerks but MY OWN teacher said "SIT DOWN!" and i had to sit their like a &$#%#&@! and hear it "pikaCHUU ,pikaCHUU, pikaCHUU" just repeating over and over
It was a sad day that will never be forgotten.
My dest was a filthy mess. It had everything from pencils, to crumbled up paper, to some snacks I had in there, since we weren't allowed to eat in class.
My teachers would always get annoyed with me because whenever we would have to do a partner project where you have ot solve the problem and color in the puzzle, I'd tell my partner to do all the coloring, and I'd do all the math since it was easy, and coloring in between the lines was a pain in the a$$. I would always try to tell my teachers how teh ciriculum was too easy and that they should go faster for the more advanced kids. The thing that always Pised me off was that the teachers would just give me this response that really meant, "It doesn't matter, I'm the teacher, you're 7, I win".
So you were born a nerd huh?
You're not a real 90s baby unless you got yelled at by your teacher because your Tamagotchi cried for food during class.
This happened in 3rd grade and I remember this $hit like it just happened
So a young Leroy gets a brand new game boy advance with pokemon crystal for his birthday in dec. right before christmas break I was so hype to play it I stayed up all night.I wasn’t even tired I was so hype it felt like that 1st day of school when you have a dope as outfit ( you know that feel like back when you was fresh in ya white tee and white ups)
So i had a lil cash left over a I was feeling like Diddy meaning I was going full 5 star stunna the next day I walked down to the lil deli shop and bought some candy to share with my homeys and at time "GF"(some girl i used to chase and play booty tag and call and talk about power rangers on my house phone lol) so I bought jawbreakers and nerds
If you watched Ed Edd n Eddy you Already know
So my teacher at the time Mrs Phelps was all in a bad mood this day but I didnt notice at the time I was waiting for lunch to ball out with my homeys. Lunch comes and we all eat and get ready to go outside we bout to play tag and $hit but i gather everyone around. They was confused like" cmon you wasting play time" I was like "STFU jerk"
and I whipped out the candy on some lil kid $hit like all these dudes hype but I aint even fully stunt yet i gave em all some candy Im like "Yeah, but look at this" and whipped the game boy out of my back pocket ( funny how no one knew it was in there cuz it made one a$$ cheek look large on some midget ass type $hit)
Everybody started going ham like they heard a WWF pay-per-view was free. Mission accomplished right? Wrong son, we all line up after recess to go back to class Mrs Phelps comes down. I’m still showing off the gba showing dudes the batteries saying $hit like " Yeah just put the batteries in here clamp the back and Boom green light energy"
This bit*h grabbed my gba and said "NO GAMES IN SCHOOL!" I just stood there and looked
She said "Class let’s go" with a finger point and just walked past me like gold diggers do Rudeboy with his Fubu or Roca Wear on
That $lut ENDED a Leroys ballin career on some injury $hit like I was Greg Oden
She called my mom and they had a conference and they said I wouldn’t get it back till christmas Oh boy a pimp was hurt.
Whats &$#%#&@! up is some lame got a Gba 3 days later with sonic and just balled out
Those Jerks forgot all about me like I was Orangejuice jones wack behind(RIP)
^Leroy should go into creative writing, even if that story is real his use of analogies are perfect. If only he had good grammar.
My elementary school desk had pretty much everything in it. Spelling tests I aced, math tests I failed, crayons, notes I was too scared to pass to girls, and crayons. Lots and lots of crayons. Sometimes I couldn't even close my desk.
I was a gum dealer back in my elementary and middle school days. You see, gum was outlawed because kids kept leaving it on the floor and under desks. But me, being a business prodigy, saw a huge opportunity to make money. I'd sell gum for 5 cents a piece (10 cents a piece for Bubblelicious), then I'd take my earnings to buy pizza and more gum after school. In April of my 5th grade year, my gum-dealing business received its first scare.
It was a quarter to 8. I was in the hallway of the 1st floor, waiting for class to start. One of my regulars approached me and said "3-J," meaning he wanted 3 pieces of Juicy Fruit. After I looked to my left and my right to make sure no teachers were coming, I reached into my bag to pull out and open a fresh 17-pack of Juicy Fruit. Two seconds after I closed my backpack, a teacher's voice pierced my right ear and made my heart skip a beat.
"Hey!" she yelled. "Are you chewing gum?"
She caught me red-handed. All I could do was stare at her, one foot resting against the wall, chewing like a cow in slow motion. As she approached us, I stopped chewing. My customer was utterly distraught.
"Yeah, you better swallow it!" she said to me soon after I closed my mouth. "You know you're not allowed to chew gum, right? I'm gonna have to write you up. You're probably gonna get detention," she said in a rude and condescending tone.
I had to make a move. If I got detention, the vice principal would call my house, and my Playstation would be taken away. So, being a complete dumba$$, I took off and ran up a flight of stairs, using my long limbs to clear them two steps at a time. After I reached the 3rd floor, I ran into the bathroom, knowing that a female teacher wouldn't go in there. I hid until the homeroom bell rang and went back downstairs. Unfortunately, my efforts were futile.
I opened the door to my homeroom, and there she was, talking to my homeroom teacher.
"You! Come here," said the rude teacher in a low, monotonous as she pointed at me and motioned for me to approach her. "What were you thinking? Now you're definitely getting detention."
I got detention. My parents were called. My Playstation was taken away for a week. I knew that, if I wanted to keep playing Crash Bandicoot and NBA: In the Zone, I would have to be more careful. From that point on, I only made gum deals during lunchtime, recess, and in the locker room before and after gym.
*The kid didn't really say "3-J." He simply asked me for 3 pieces of Juicy Fruit.
OJJ,,,that was like an episode of The Wire
My current math teacher threatens to give us a participation grade...........for not participating.
My dest was a filthy mess.
we didnt do the popsicle thing tho, that must have been embarrassing.
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