Second Grade. Mr. Duffy. He. was. so. mad. I cannot remember exactly why. I think as a class we had been bad or something. we all had to sit in our chairs and no say a word. He meant it. WE should not say a word. Then he proceeded to take a marker form the marker board and write our assignment. Someone said, Mr. Duffy? They were hushed into silence. Then he proceeded to use a permanent marker on the board as we all watched, terrified. It only took him a few seconds to realize it but the damage was done. That permanent marker stayed up there for weeks.
Kindergarden. Mrs. Hewitt. It was someone's birthday, I think Laura's. She brought chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting. The cupcakes we sitting on the table in our classroom (which doubled as a library.) Mrs. Hewitt had to run to the office to take a call, since she was also the principal. I don't know what got into us but we took those cupcakes, smeared them all over our faces, the tables and the wall. I will always remember her face when she came back in. Shocked. I don't remember if Lesley or I were a part of it exactly, but I remember seeing the damage and seeing her expression.
I really feel for these teachers after being one myself now.
Lauren
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