So, today the juniors and sophmores had their class meetings at the same time in the auditorium. It was basically the usual bashing us in the head about school rules, dress code, bullying, the little speach about taddling from our crotchety (just wanted to use that word in a sentence) principal….
There was one thing that was spoken about that was pretty funny, though. One of our assistant principals was talking about the famous high school inititiation day, “freshman friday.” I was never bothered on my freshman friday, but I think that’s because everybody just thought I was in the sixth grade.
You know those teachers or principals— or people like that— who seem so absolutely clueless about what they’re saying and how it’s actually very hilarious? Like they never were actually children, they just walked out of their mother’s birth canal as clueless old teachers? The kind of people who have absolutely no idea that a side of their dress is riding half way up their leg and that there’s chalk dust all over their clothes? Yeah– that’s the kind of person our assistant principal is. Here’s basically how her little speach thingy went:
“I’ve seen many ninth graders walking around school today with writing all over them.” [Students chuckle softly.] “And I’m sure that none of you guys did this, but I’m just saying…. This isn’t a nice way to treat people younger than you. Some of the freshman might want to be written on because they think it’s cool.….” [Laughing from students.] “….I had a girl come into my office this morning in tears because she had writing all over her….. And you know, some people are allergic to these markers, espcially the perminant ones. Last year, a girl came into my office with marker on her face and her face was just blown up! So please don’t write on anybody, it’s not nice. There are kids who don’t want it done to them. And for kids who do want it done to themselves, DON’T DO IT. If you guys want to draw on eachother, wait until you get home and then draw on eachother!” [Huge burst of laughing from students.]
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I was written on. It was kinda cool, some sort of initiation.
We got hit with the usual reminder of rules last week, but at least they were reworded this time. Such as, “Teachers can touch you, but don’t touch them!” Or, “I’m sorry, but if we see money changing hands ANYWHERE in the school, we’re going to assume that there’s a drug deal going down.” And this was stated right before lunch…