Merkuri
Explorer
This thread reminds me of an incident when I was in middle school.
I should probably note before I start that I was your average geek in school. I normally stayed by my lonesome or with other geeks. I was a quiet kid and usually minded my own business.
We were in art class, and the teacher had brought us all outside so that we could draw the school itself. She had a reputation for being a scatterbrain. Students played pranks on her all the time. I usually minded my business - not participating but not doing anything about it either.
(Side story: My sister went to the same school and had the same teacher, and she once mentioned to this teacher that she couldn't quite get a part of her current piece right. Instead of giving her tips the teacher actually took my sister's pencil and proceeded to draw the difficult part for her. This itself was not that odd. The odd part was when the teacher was grading the pieces she complemented my sister particularly on the part that the teacher had drawn herself, apparently forgetting that it was teacher-drawn, not student-drawn.)
Anyway, this teacher had brought her pocketbook outside with her and had sat it down on the grass while she walked amongst us, critiquing our work and giving us tips. After we'd been out there for some time I heard some students talking beside me and saw one of them actually take something out of her purse. From the bits I overheard it was clear that they had stolen money.
This crossed the line for me. I quietly stood up, walked over to the teacher, and whispered in her ear, "Mrs. SoAndSo, I don't want to be a tattle tale, but I think X just took some money out of your purse."
The teacher's reaction was immediate. While I was still standing there, leaning into her ear, the teacher straightened up and yelled "HE DID WHAT?!?" and proceeded to stalk over to the student to berate him and demand the money back.
So much for me being subtle.
I should probably note before I start that I was your average geek in school. I normally stayed by my lonesome or with other geeks. I was a quiet kid and usually minded my own business.
We were in art class, and the teacher had brought us all outside so that we could draw the school itself. She had a reputation for being a scatterbrain. Students played pranks on her all the time. I usually minded my business - not participating but not doing anything about it either.
(Side story: My sister went to the same school and had the same teacher, and she once mentioned to this teacher that she couldn't quite get a part of her current piece right. Instead of giving her tips the teacher actually took my sister's pencil and proceeded to draw the difficult part for her. This itself was not that odd. The odd part was when the teacher was grading the pieces she complemented my sister particularly on the part that the teacher had drawn herself, apparently forgetting that it was teacher-drawn, not student-drawn.)
Anyway, this teacher had brought her pocketbook outside with her and had sat it down on the grass while she walked amongst us, critiquing our work and giving us tips. After we'd been out there for some time I heard some students talking beside me and saw one of them actually take something out of her purse. From the bits I overheard it was clear that they had stolen money.
This crossed the line for me. I quietly stood up, walked over to the teacher, and whispered in her ear, "Mrs. SoAndSo, I don't want to be a tattle tale, but I think X just took some money out of your purse."
The teacher's reaction was immediate. While I was still standing there, leaning into her ear, the teacher straightened up and yelled "HE DID WHAT?!?" and proceeded to stalk over to the student to berate him and demand the money back.
So much for me being subtle.
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