Did I mention I was also assistant-conductor? yeah, no baton either...forgot that too!

LOL (Also, TRUE)

*Holding up hand in band class*

Uh, what do you do if your flute looks like Micron's flute in that picture?

Oh, I know, you dump it all in a bag, and carry it in your pocket, so if you ever forget your flute, at least you have a flute, and the teacher can't dock you a letter grade for not having a flute.
I am so stupid, why didn't I do that!

So what did you dooooo to get kicked out of school? Did you happen to go to school with Patrick and Joe by any chance? lol!!!

What did I do to get kicked out of school you ask? Oh you had to ask, you had to ask! LOL!

I would love to say I got into a fight, mouthed off to a teacher, pulled a girl's pigtails, smoked in the boy's room, or something at least semi-cool. Uh, no. Look who's message you are reading here. This is azflutist....AKA idiot!

No it wasn't the fire alarm either, but I did get kicked out of middle school for that....but I digress...

There was this wonderful English teacher of mine who would read people's stories, and she would show all her favorites from years before as examples. We were in that time of year where creative writing was the study, and there were all kinds of things she liked to do. Like tell jokes and bring in objects representing that joke. For example there was a story about an orange, and she would bring in an orange for everyone. There was another about a cookie, and she brought in cookies for everyone to eat...There was one about dead frogs....and azflutist brought in Frog under Glass for everyone...(okay, I actually only had one serving, just for the teacher!) Who says you bring the teacher an apple?

I was expelled indefinitely, pending an apology. I refused to apologize as I argued I was right on the trend of what was being taught...they disagreed and I was kicked out all week...My parents backed me too! To this day I believe I was right, as this was all in the spirit of things, and after all I didn't serve the whole class, just our wonderful, sweet, all knowing, English teacher the Toad ala Mode! :-)

You know, could I make this stuff up? Tell me could I? It is soooo true....and I am sooooo mental...

:-D

ahahahahaha!!! Now THAT is a good one! I got kicked out of a class for the remaining of my 7th grade year, but I don't think I will go into details about that one. Let's just say it included rubber bands and.....

Joe, we need to meet up with this AZ flutist sometime...!

there i sat, brokenhearted, wished i was a bad kid in school so i could contribute to the wonderful story-time, but dear ol' me never even got a detention.

however i did beat up a kid for stealing my pencil...

the only detention i had in middle school was forrrr...

band!!
i was in seventh grade in a lesson group with 8th graders
i also happened to possess the world's worst memory so with no other seventh graders to tell me that it was time to go to the lesson i would always miss it. i think the detention entailed doing some musical worksheet after school. how awful.

Kara,

You are holding out. You must share with the rest of the class. Whatever you did cannot be as bad as my froggy story. Or is it? In which case, spill it girl! ;-)

PETA disclaimer:

No animals were actually hurt during the course of my action in the apparent amphibious exploitation. These were preserved lab frogs stolen from the school's science department...

There I feel better. I may be somewhat mental, but I am not a frog killer!

Oh yeah..the kitty died!!*crys*but she was sick anyways..
anywho...

theres this chick in my section and she never ever listens.I have to tell her atleast 20 times to do one thing at still,she does not comply.
So last night at rehearsal I kept telling to lift her arms up.
Well we stopped and she was in front of me.I tapped her arms up and she copped an attitude.I said,"I dont care how much you dont like me or whatever the case is,but you will listen to me and the flute is not heavy so whine about that."
Although I got in a tad of trouble from one of the drum majors(who I dont like much...)I felt what I did was right(for the most part.)


OOOHH!!
i HAVE A STORY!!!

I was in K-1 which puts me at about....5...maybe 4...I was way below 6!
well we were in art class and the teacher told the girls,"Please DO NOT fight over the pink siccors."
I personally did not care for pink,but instead wanted the blue.
I got the pair of pink siccors and my friend received the blue.
I told her I would trade and she said ok.well another girl want the pink and as I was handing the cutting thingy ma jigs to my friend,the girl grabbed the siccors and then my friend grabbed them and the teacher came around and the other girl let go so it was only I and my friend grasping them.
She sent us to the principals office(for who knows what !****!ed reason)but when we got there,she blamed everything on me,and I got suspended...
then one time I got suspended for throwing a football and it accidentally hit one of the teachers aids and I got written up.

@_@

You are holding out. You must share with the rest of the class. Whatever you did cannot be as bad as my froggy story. Or is it? In which case, spill it girl! ;-)

I just hope not too many people read this.. eek!!
Okay.. please rememeber I was only in 7th grade and this was a loooong time ago.

I had this old crabby teacher for reading class. She was really mean. Okay, so I was a brat too, but really she WAS mean!
Anyway...my friend wore braces so she had a backet of those little rubber bands that she had to use on them. Well I found another use for them. Everytime the teacher would bend over a desk to help out a student I would shoot her in the butt with one. Okay, so that is not so bad!
The next thing (same class that I got kicked out of) which is VERY embarrasing is that I had an umm.. involentary explosion of gas which ended me in that hallway and the teacher told me to sit on the trash can and when I was through go to the principles office. They guys all thought it was really funny, but I didn't think so at the time.

What???!!! Why sit on the trash can? Unless you mean...oh, dear God!

Oh, this thread is so interesting! I love it when this happens.

I was too terrified of getting in detention; that and I was a teachers' pet. (I did get a lot of Ds in band because I never practiced until I was in high school.) But...
There was this guy who sat behind me in 7th grade history and he was really obnoxious and he kicked my chair alllll the time, as well as making rude, crude comments. He did get detention a few times, but one day I was soooo tired of the chair-kicking that I tied his shoelaces to my chair, and promtly left before he had to get up- his friend had to untie his shoes because he couldn't reach his feet! He didn't kick my chair anymore after that...