Katie: Public school. A place of mystery for lifetime homeschoolers and a mostly messed up place for disillusioned public schoolers. Below is a collection of public school stories from three girls: Athena, Trixie, and Emily. Most of them are hilarious and highlight the ridiculous and dramatic side of public schools. Read on to learn about the glamorous lives public schoolers lead!
Athena: Athena here! Let’s get right into some of my public school experiences. My best friend is a very touchy person, so we hugged a lot. One of my teachers was convinced we were dating, so we were sent to the principal and told that we were not allowed to hug anymore. The rest of the story? Well, that’s for some other day. Another time, my (crazy) geography teacher came over demanding her map, and when she saw that we clearly didn’t have it, she stormed through the school to the other eighth grade classroom. She proceeded to start yelling at them, saying that they stole her map when in fact, she had lent it to them. Yet another time, and still more ridiculous, the school placed surveillance cameras in the bathroom. Yes, that’s right. Cameras in one of the places that should be very private (and for good reason). The cause? Students were vaping in the bathrooms, so they just went and invaded our privacy to catch them. After that, I avoided the bathrooms at all costs. That’s all for my bit, and Trixie is next in line!
Trixie: Hey everyone! In my opinion, I’ve got the wackiest stories. For starters, in seventh grade we used the French teacher’s classroom for Chinese class when she wasn’t teaching. One day, our teacher was late and we were waiting for her outside the classroom. One boy was being really loud, and after about two to three minutes, the French teacher stormed out and started yelling at the whole class. Luckily for us, our Chinese teacher came running over and rescued us from her. She later said something along the lines that she felt like the French teacher was bullying her children. Just imagine actually having thirty rowdy children to take care of at home…
One time in eighth grade English class, two girls were about a minute or two late because their previous teacher had kept them back. Unfortunately for them, our English teacher didn’t care and was going to mark them tardy anyway. A boy in their class (who was their friend) promptly jumped up and started arguing with her. It soon escalated from arguing to a shouting match, which ended when she kicked him out to the principal’s office. He yelled “FINE!” and then half picked up his chair as he was leaving in such a way that we all thought he was going to throw it. Thankfully, he just dropped it roughly, stormed out of the classroom, and slammed the door. After he left, the people at my table and I saw the English teacher crying after he left since we were sitting closest to her. Interestingly, my English teacher was also the school drama teacher, so I suppose she would have enjoyed the drama had she been an outside viewer.
Disclaimer: I did not see this personally. Basically, two girls started fighting over a shirt during passing period (which is when students switch from class to class). One was a new transfer, and the other was an “original” student so to speak. I say “fight” but it was more along the lines of the transfer punching and scratching the “original” with her two inch fake fingernails. The school quickly called the police and the transfer even had the audacity to try running away. Later we found out that she had been transferred to our school because she had been expelled from her previous school, so after this incident she was expelled again. Talk about drama. Those are my two cents on public school, so I will pass the mic to Emily now.
Emily: Hi! Here is a positive public school story (free of drama). In middle school, we had a challenge called Battle of the Classes, or BOTC for short. Each graduating class had an assigned color, and even teachers participated on their own team. My team color was black, and we competed with our classmates (and teachers) in a series of activities for one week in March. On the last day of the week, there would be a huge showdown in the gym after school that determined the winner. The days leading up to that day, we would have many contests (such as spirit color day, a Twinkies eating contest, pie eating contest, water bottle flipping) and the grade that got the most supporters would get the most points. The last day, each grade would perform a dance they had prepared beforehand and participate in still more activities. In the end, the team with the most points consolidated won. I started participating in BOTC in sixth grade, and later my team actually won when I was in both seventh and eighth grade. Overall, it was a really fun experience and one of the highlights of public school life!
Katie: Now you have gotten a small glimpse of the drama, craziness, not glamorous, and fun times of public school. It’s pretty wild (and sometimes awful) but admittedly it can be very enjoyable. Let me conclude with this: public schoolers may lead (occasionally) glamorous lives, but I still say, “homeschoolers forever!”
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End note: Yes, my last name has changed. I’m still the same person and I have not been taken over by an evil doppelganger. Please don’t mind it and go on with your life like it never happened.