Ha ha - We had open campus, and one day, two of my classmates came into class very late saying that they'd hit a bird, got blood & guts all over the car, had to go to the car wash, etc, etc. Hmmmmmmmm There were also jokes circulating about who'd put what into "El Grimmo"s (art teacher's nickname) coffee. To this day I use coffe cups with caps on them!
From: Donald Peters [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
Sent: Thursday, March 04, 2004 9:25 PM
To: ArtsEdNet Talk
Subject: RE: artrooms growing up.......
The main one I remember was we had a brand new fresh from college math
teacher across the hall... I had a classmate who was born without 3 of her
fingers.... the art teacher was off doing something for his coaching
assignment (which was more important to him---don't we all love those
teachers?? ::rolls eyes::) add some red paint and a blood curdling scream...
also the art room was right across the hall from the stairway on the third
floor... the object of the game was to hold the end of the paper towels and
see how far down you could get them to go. Lobbed just right and they would
go down the sweet spot in the middle all the way to the first floor.
(how I also know what my students are going to do, before they do)