Finally it can be told: I never shut up in school, never, not once.
This is priceless! What seventh grade kindred spirits we were. Talking was always my only “N” (not satisfactory).
Let’s get desks in the back, Marissa!
Wow, priceless! But I beat you by three years….SO many days writing 100 times on the blackboard or lined paper “I will not talk.” Honestly, a weekly event all the way through fourth grade.
Can this be a surprise?
Ah, brings back the day I was in Kindergarten and was talking during a story and got the good old pointed cap and got to sit in the corner. Yeah, funny now, crying in the corner then.
Good times….If there had been an alternative classroom situation then, I’d’ve been in it. Probably why those are my favorite schools to visit.
Just as much fun as writing music when you’re supposed to be learning long division. Yoink! Hey, give that stavebook back!
It’s always the things that we’re not supposed to do in class that end up being the things we love most. (and end up making livings off of)
Or, as someone once said to me, “Why am I sitting in a box handling meaningless paper all day? So I can grow up to sit in a box and handle meaningless paper all day?” Wise fellow.
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