I Am NOT the Common Criminal!
"Shoplifer you'll never learn, when you commit the crime. Shoplifter you're getting burned, and now you gotta do some time."
Ms. Fleming gave me a detention for today. Here's why.
She told us that the Earth is closer to the sun in summer. My brain had to get in the way and say, "Ms. Fleming, that's incorrect. The Earth is closer to the sun during winter, since we rotate on an axis in those months."
"Excuse me?" she said in disbelief. The kid she took for an idiot was finally standing up for his intelligence. (But I still have a hard time spelling.)
"The Earth," I began repeating, "is closer to the sun during WINTER, not summer."
"No, no," she said sternly, "I believe it's summer, Mr. MacKay. Now may I please teach the class?"
"NO!" I protested, standing up from my seat. "I'm making sure we are getting taught the right information, and that, Ms. Fleming, is the wrong information."
"Would you like to tell me that again?"
"YES! YOU ARE TEACHING US THE WRONG WAY!!"
"O.K. then," she said, getting out a peice of green paper from her desk. I knew what that was... Referal! "Tell that to Mr. Perry then."
To my surprise, Mr. Perry was very polite about the whole ordeal. He studied my grades and nodded, "You're a very bright young boy, Aaron."
"Thanks," I murmured, my hands inevitably shoved in my pockets and my eyes shifting around the room.
"I will concur with you that Ms. Fleming was, in fact, 'teaching the wrong information,' but even so, Aaron, that's no reason to stand up and holler at her. I'm sorry to say that I have to punish such a nice kid, but I'm going to have to give you a detention. Now, you can choose if you want to serve it today or tomorrow."
"Do I really have a choice?" was what I wanted to say. But instead, I told him I would obediently serve it tomorrow and refrain from interrupting the class again. Damn school staff always gets what they want!
Now, with a detention sitting on my shoulders, and being that I was still banned from the computer, I was reluctant to tell Mom. So, as simple as this, I DIDN'T tell her. Instead, I stirred the stew of My Imagination and told her I had to go and make up a Biology test tommorrow.
And today, after a tortorous day (yesterday) of worrying about a phonecall home from either Ms. Fleming or Mr. Perry, I served my detention. No phonecall, no consulting of the Mega Mom, and she still thinks I'm taking a test! After all, the "test" is for the same class I'm serving this punishment for. HAH!
Ms. Fleming gave me a detention for today. Here's why.
She told us that the Earth is closer to the sun in summer. My brain had to get in the way and say, "Ms. Fleming, that's incorrect. The Earth is closer to the sun during winter, since we rotate on an axis in those months."
"Excuse me?" she said in disbelief. The kid she took for an idiot was finally standing up for his intelligence. (But I still have a hard time spelling.)
"The Earth," I began repeating, "is closer to the sun during WINTER, not summer."
"No, no," she said sternly, "I believe it's summer, Mr. MacKay. Now may I please teach the class?"
"NO!" I protested, standing up from my seat. "I'm making sure we are getting taught the right information, and that, Ms. Fleming, is the wrong information."
"Would you like to tell me that again?"
"YES! YOU ARE TEACHING US THE WRONG WAY!!"
"O.K. then," she said, getting out a peice of green paper from her desk. I knew what that was... Referal! "Tell that to Mr. Perry then."
To my surprise, Mr. Perry was very polite about the whole ordeal. He studied my grades and nodded, "You're a very bright young boy, Aaron."
"Thanks," I murmured, my hands inevitably shoved in my pockets and my eyes shifting around the room.
"I will concur with you that Ms. Fleming was, in fact, 'teaching the wrong information,' but even so, Aaron, that's no reason to stand up and holler at her. I'm sorry to say that I have to punish such a nice kid, but I'm going to have to give you a detention. Now, you can choose if you want to serve it today or tomorrow."
"Do I really have a choice?" was what I wanted to say. But instead, I told him I would obediently serve it tomorrow and refrain from interrupting the class again. Damn school staff always gets what they want!
Now, with a detention sitting on my shoulders, and being that I was still banned from the computer, I was reluctant to tell Mom. So, as simple as this, I DIDN'T tell her. Instead, I stirred the stew of My Imagination and told her I had to go and make up a Biology test tommorrow.
And today, after a tortorous day (yesterday) of worrying about a phonecall home from either Ms. Fleming or Mr. Perry, I served my detention. No phonecall, no consulting of the Mega Mom, and she still thinks I'm taking a test! After all, the "test" is for the same class I'm serving this punishment for. HAH!